<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 04:50:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>DAYS LIKE THIS</title><description>Life isn't a fairytale, but that doesn't mean you can't have a happy ending.</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/</link><managingEditor>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-6839399575335700480</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 04:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-01T23:50:53.178-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Days 26-31</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Wrapping up Reverb10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 26 – Soul Food What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into your mouth &amp;amp; touched your soul? (Author: Elise Marie Collins)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;This might sound silly but the coolest thing I ate this year was a maple bacon doughnut. &amp;nbsp;Well, half of one to be more exact since I had to share with my husband. &amp;nbsp;I had read about bacon covered this, and bacon flavored that before and always thought, YUCK! &amp;nbsp;We came across this doughnut in a little bakery and thought we were give it a try just to see. &amp;nbsp;It was delicious, like all the good things about breakfast all rolled up into one morsel. &amp;nbsp;Liking something I would have normally turned my nose up to was an eye opener that I need to be more willing to experience new tastes because you never know what you might enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 27 – Ordinary Joy Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year? (Author:&amp;nbsp;Brené Brown)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;There were lots of little moments that bought me joy this year and they were just about all related to my son Ian. &amp;nbsp;Him saying he loves me for the first time being pretty much at the top of my list. &amp;nbsp;Beyond the Mommy moments I was most joyful and felt the most&amp;nbsp;strong&amp;nbsp;this year when I taught myself how to use a power drill. &amp;nbsp;I was scared of it but since my husband was hurt and I needed to install the safety straps to the TV to keep my son safe, I just figured it out on my own. &amp;nbsp;It was a great feeling to finish something I didn't think I could handle on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 28 – Achieve -&amp;nbsp;What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? How do you imagine you’ll feel when you get it? Free? Happy? Complete? Blissful? Write that feeling down. Then, brainstorm 10 things you can do, or 10 new thoughts you can think, in order to experience that feeling today.&amp;nbsp;(Author:&amp;nbsp;Tara Sophia Mohr)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;I don't know how to answer this question. &amp;nbsp;The things I want to&amp;nbsp;achieve&amp;nbsp;in 2011 are more small things and not one grand&amp;nbsp;accomplishment. &amp;nbsp;So instead I am going to list 10 things I would like to do this year from my life list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;1. Wear red lipstick for a day. (A far departure from my usual style of blend in.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;2. Go to the Highland Festival in Alma, Michigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;3. Blog one photo a day for a whole month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;4. Get a skin cancer screening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;5. Buy a little black dress. &amp;nbsp;(Can you believe I don't own one already? What the heck!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;6. Take Ian on his first camping adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;7. Go for one month without buying anything except groceries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;8. Get CPR and First Air certified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;9. Finish my kitchen: complete paint, install trim, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;10. Remodel our small, and currently&amp;nbsp;unusable, linen closet. (It is going to be my craft supply cupboard.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 30 – Gift Prompt:&amp;nbsp;Gift. This month, gifts and gift-giving can seem inescapable. What’s the most memorable gift, tangible or emotional, you received this year? (Author: Holly Root)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;The most memorable gift I&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;this year was a bag of Almond Joy Pieces. &amp;nbsp;Odd thing to be a best gift, yes I know. &amp;nbsp;However, it was a gift that reminded me of how small gestures can make big impacts. &amp;nbsp;I mentioned at work that I wanted to try those candies should I ever happen across them because I love coconut. &amp;nbsp;One of the students that I works in my office bought them for me and left them on my desk when she saw them in a store. &amp;nbsp;It made my day and serves as a reminder that simple and thoughtful beats grand any day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 31 – Core Story - What central story is at the core of you, and how do you share it with the world? (Author: Molly O’Neill)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;I have read this prompt over and over again and I don't really know. &amp;nbsp;I think I still have a lot of "finding myself" to do before I can really, honestly give an answer to this question that isn't a bunch of bull shit. &amp;nbsp;If I could write my story the way I want it to go it would go a little something like this:&amp;nbsp;She took a look at her life and decided what should go and what would should stay. &amp;nbsp;Then, she made it so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-6839399575335700480?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2011/01/reverb10-days-26-31.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-4589555017268971390</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 04:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-25T23:50:13.051-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Days 14-25</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Time to play some serious catchup on Reverb10. &amp;nbsp;Since I have so many days to make up for (darn those busy holiday&amp;nbsp;preparations) I am going to make these answers as short as possible. &amp;nbsp;In my heart I know the full answer, so I don't even feel bad in the slightest about keeping this&amp;nbsp;abbreviated. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 15 – 5 Minutes. Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes. Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things you most want to remember about 2010. (Author: Patti Digh)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I want to&amp;nbsp;remember&amp;nbsp;all the milestones my son hit this year, all his new words and&amp;nbsp;achievements, and all those moments that made my heart melt. &amp;nbsp;I want to remember learning to sew because it now brings me so much joy to be creative in a way that is more usable on a daily basis than painting. &amp;nbsp;I want to remember the new&amp;nbsp;responsibilities&amp;nbsp;I learned this year at work because for having the same job title I do nothing of what I use to do this time last year. &amp;nbsp;Everything else I can forget. &amp;nbsp;I just want to remember all the joys. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 16 – Friendship. How has a friend changed you or your perspective on the world this year? Was this change gradual, or a sudden burst? (Author: Martha Mihalick)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;My friend Sarah always helps me put life into perspective as we share the ups and downs of our respective lives. &amp;nbsp;She and I don't live near enough to see each other as often as we would like, but I "talk" to her more by email than most friends I actually see on a regular basis. &amp;nbsp;Sarah is the one I can count on through anything. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 17 – Lesson Learned. What was the best thing you learned about yourself this past year? And how will you apply that lesson going forward? (Author: Tara Weaver)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I learned that if I don't take time for myself, I will literally lose myself and possible a little of my mind too. &amp;nbsp;Going forward I will make sure to carve out a little time for me everyday to help center me and bring me back to some level of calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 18 – Try. What do you want to try next year? Is there something you wanted to try in 2010? What happened when you did / didn’t go for it? (Author: Kaileen Elise)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;In 2010, I wanted to try out sewing. &amp;nbsp;Honestly I thought it was just one of those things that would fall by the by and get lost in the rush of the things that HAVE to be done. &amp;nbsp;After a few very stressful months, I decided to take more time for me and took a sewing class. &amp;nbsp;It changed everything for me. &amp;nbsp;I feel in love with working on a sewing machine and was fortunate enough to have a husband that supported me when I decided to buy a new sewing machine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;In 2011, I want try dressing up more often. &amp;nbsp;Usually I tend to dress down in simple outfits of Docker's style pants and a comfortable top. &amp;nbsp;Next year I want to wear more skirts, and get brave enough to wear red lipstick on an average day. &amp;nbsp;I want to find a new job, something where I have a chance at moving up through the ranks. &amp;nbsp;It is time I start dressing for that goal. &amp;nbsp;To through a little something extra in the mix...I would love to work in more vintage items into my wardrobe. &amp;nbsp;I don't&amp;nbsp;scavenge&amp;nbsp;Goodwill often enough. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 19 – Healing. What healed you this year? Was it sudden, or a drip-by-drip evolution? How would you like to be healed in 2011? (Author: Leonie Allan&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I feel repetitive, but again, being&amp;nbsp;creative&amp;nbsp;has really been a "healing" force in my life the past few months. &amp;nbsp;It has slowly started to bring me out of my funk and gives me another reason to be more happy then stressed. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;In 2011, I would like to heal my health by getting into some shape other than round. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 20 – Beyond Avoidance. What should you have done this year but didn’t because you were too scared, worried, unsure, busy or otherwise deterred from doing? (Bonus: Will you do it?) (Author: Jake Nickell)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I should have started looking for a new job already. &amp;nbsp;One thing holding me back in that I am scared of rocking the boat. &amp;nbsp;I have a steady, stable paycheck and I worry for risking that by openly looking for other work. &amp;nbsp;It is something I have to just get over because moving onward and upward is worth the risk. &amp;nbsp;Will I do it? &amp;nbsp;I sure hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 21 – Future Self. Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead? (Author: Jenny Blake)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Stop spending your time worrying, wishing and wondering and just live. &amp;nbsp;Get out and do more new things, meet new people and make new friends. &amp;nbsp;Life could be over at any moment, start living the moments you get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 22 – Travel How did you travel in 2010? How and/or where would you like to travel next year? (Author: Tara Hunt)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Travel...HA! &amp;nbsp;I didn't travel in 2010. &amp;nbsp;We didn't have any money to travel this year, and after Chris hurt his knee playing softball this summer we didn't have the ability to travel. &amp;nbsp;Next year I would like to get a passport card and go to Canada to visit my niece and see her first apartment. &amp;nbsp;I would also love to do some simple trips with my family to get out of town for a few days here and there to escape the usual routine. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 23 – New Name Let’s meet again, for the first time. If you could introduce yourself to strangers by another name for just one day, what would it be and why? (Author: Becca Wilcott&lt;/b&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;If I could start again I would introduce myself to people as Lin. &amp;nbsp;My Mom and sister call me Lin. &amp;nbsp;My sister's name is Melissa and she went by Lis when we were going up and so Melinda became Lin since our names were so similar. &amp;nbsp;I actually like Lin and would like to go by that more. &amp;nbsp;For some reason it never really caught on among my friends to call me by that name, so it is still something only my family calls me. &amp;nbsp;Even my husband won't call me Lin. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 24 Prompt – Everything’s OK What was the best moment that could serve as proof that everything is going to be alright? And how will you incorporate that discovery into the year ahead? (Author: Kate Inglis)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I have been mulling over this question and I am not sure I have a good answer for a single moment that is proof&amp;nbsp;everything&amp;nbsp;is going to be alright. &amp;nbsp;For me it is more a person that makes me feel everything is going to be alright...and that person is my son, Ian. &amp;nbsp;He is all full of potential and possibilities that I can't help but see myself moving through the years just to see what he will become. &amp;nbsp;Nothing is so bad I would want to miss a moment of watching Ian grow into a man. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 25 – Photo – a present to yourself -&amp;nbsp;Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot it, where, and what it best reveals about you.&amp;nbsp;(Author:&amp;nbsp;Tracey Clark)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Me in all my goofy glory. &amp;nbsp;If there is one thing about myself that I hope I don't lose it is my sense of humor. &amp;nbsp;This picture is a self portrait of me making the notorious "duck face" pose that seems to be so popular on Facebook these days. &amp;nbsp;I often giggle when I see those pictures and decided that I should have one of my own, even if that meant displaying my face, flaws and all, for the world to laugh at. &amp;nbsp;If you can't laugh at yourself, then...doom on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font: normal normal normal 14px/1.5em 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cmstacer/5070563832/" title="101010 016 by cmstacer, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="101010 016" height="375" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5070563832_ea187d4ca7.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/18851602-4589555017268971390?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-days-14-25.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4131/5070563832_ea187d4ca7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-1991076289142417383</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 03:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-25T22:59:37.138-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>holiday</category><title>Merry Christmas 2010</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJZcJ1vpjW4/TRa9EY4o6PI/AAAAAAAADgk/VWBiq19CMQc/s1600/ChristmasCard2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJZcJ1vpjW4/TRa9EY4o6PI/AAAAAAAADgk/VWBiq19CMQc/s640/ChristmasCard2010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-1991076289142417383?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-2010.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WJZcJ1vpjW4/TRa9EY4o6PI/AAAAAAAADgk/VWBiq19CMQc/s72-c/ChristmasCard2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-9179583911223134100</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Dec 2010 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-17T09:49:48.218-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motherhood</category><title>No Way Mom</title><description>Wednesday Ian had an allergic reaction to something.&amp;nbsp; We think it might have been a candy cane he ate, because nothing else we can think of was new that might have triggered the hives that flared up all over his face, arms and torso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After calling the doctor, I rushed out to get some Benadryl for him.&amp;nbsp; Usually Ian takes medicine so well but from the get go he wanted nothing to do with the Benadryl.&amp;nbsp; It took both Chris and I to get him to take the medication by force.&amp;nbsp; Not really something you want to do to your kid when they already don't feel good but what choice do parents have really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried about Ian napping at day care and them having to fight with him to give him the Benadryl.&amp;nbsp; So I picked up Ian on my lunch hour Thursday and brought him with me to work for part of the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; The rest of the afternoon I took some personal time so I could take him home to nap.&amp;nbsp; Ian loves being at my office.&amp;nbsp; He gets to flirt with all the ladies and show them his Toy Story toys.&amp;nbsp; He even somehow managed to manipulate a cookie from one person.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at work I had to give Ian his next dose of Benadryl.&amp;nbsp; I anticipated the struggle and the likelihood of crying so I took him down to the bathroom to give him the medication.&amp;nbsp; As soon as he saw the syringe I got from the pharmacy coming at him, he ran into one of the stalls and crammed himself in the corner behind the toilet to hide from me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to give him the medication right there, with me leaning over the toilet and trying to pry his mouth open to get the syringe in between his tightly pursed lips.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile he is thrashing his arms around in defense.&amp;nbsp; Naturally the syringe full of Benadryl ended up floating in the toilet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great!&amp;nbsp; Now what?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get him this medication because the hives were coming back with a vengeance.&amp;nbsp; So I pored another dose into the little measuring cup that came with the bottle.&amp;nbsp; After prying Ian out from behind the toilet I held him over the sink in the bathroom and poured the Benadryl in his mouth a little at a time with each holler he let out. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor kid is going to hate medication for life at this point.&amp;nbsp; But by Joe I got that medication in him and the hives started to fade again within the hour.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the hives seem to be flaring up less and less each time the medication wears off.&amp;nbsp; I am hopeful whatever it is will be out of his system by the time the weekend is over.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we have to do for our kids!&amp;nbsp; Not many other things in life put you in the position to force feed someone else medication in a public bathroom, or give you a reason to fish things like a medication syringe out of a toilet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-9179583911223134100?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/no-way-mom.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-8590783037730868998</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 02:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-14T21:43:41.980-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motherhood</category><title>I You</title><description>This morning I said to Ian, "I love you, Ian!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian turned to me and said "I you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty darn sure that means he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home today I was singing along to Ian's Phineas and Ferb DVD that was playing in the car. &amp;nbsp;The line of the song ended in a long "ahhh" sound. &amp;nbsp;As I sang it, Ian pipes up from the back "No Ah!" &amp;nbsp;The next line of the song ends with a long "ohhh." &amp;nbsp;Instantly Ian says, "No Oh!" &amp;nbsp;I couldn't hold it together from there and laughed the rest of the way home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-8590783037730868998?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/i-you.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-106869637116509839</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 02:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-14T21:25:26.304-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Day 14</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;December 14 – Appreciate What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it? (Author: Victoria Klein)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I have come to really appreciate having a little "me time." &amp;nbsp;For a while there I was doing all the things that I "had" to do and it left no time left for me to just do things that make me happy. &amp;nbsp;Now I let go of a few of those things I thought I "had" to do and make time for things I like to do and I am a lot happier for it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;One of my favorite "me time" activity is being creative. &amp;nbsp;So since just being creative is something I&amp;nbsp;appreciate, I make things for other people. &amp;nbsp;It is my way of being grateful for the time to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-106869637116509839?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-day-14.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-4272981947521836093</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2010 00:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-13T19:28:01.729-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Days 11-13</title><description>More catching up with Reverb10:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 11 – 11 Things What are 11 things your life doesn’t need in  2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of  these 11 things change your life? (Author: Sam Davidson)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Self Doubt - I need to own what I want and go for it.&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;Dead End Job - Time to rework that resume and start looking for work outside my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Extra, Unhealthy Weight - I am already modifying my diet and I need to find a workout that I can stick with for the long haul.&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Guilt - I have to get over the guilt I have for not being able to do "it all" and just do what I can with a smile.&amp;nbsp; There are only so many days on this earth, I shouldn't waste any of them worrying that my bathroom isn't clean while I play with my son.&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;Drama - Other peoples drama should be&amp;nbsp;amusement&amp;nbsp;and not another reason to feel more stressed. &lt;br /&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;Not Asking For Help - My house is a mess, there is clutter everywhere...I need to make the effort to demand help instead of just doing it myself to get it done.&lt;br /&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;Clutter - When I look around my house I see so many things we do not need. &amp;nbsp;We need to work on weeding those things out and donating them or having a yard sale. &amp;nbsp;More stuff means more to clean.&lt;br /&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;Missing a Close Friend - In 2011 I am going to visit her more. &amp;nbsp;We both deserve more time together than just emailing back and forth every week.&lt;br /&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;Chemicals - There is no need for chemical cleaners in our home anymore. &lt;br /&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;Paper Products - We have been using paper plates and plastic cups out of&amp;nbsp;convenience. &amp;nbsp;I think that we are ready to eliminate this waste from our lives and the landfills.&lt;br /&gt;11. &amp;nbsp;Ian's Begging - Currently my son will go to the cabinet and beg for snacks. &amp;nbsp;He insists upon being held up so he can get a snack himself. &amp;nbsp;It is amazing how stressful something so small can be and I am so very over it. &amp;nbsp;My plan is to get a little cabinet to put all the snacks down at Ian's level. &amp;nbsp;Then he can pick what he wants from what I provide to him and we can eliminate that stressful begging time. &amp;nbsp;He won't get anything I don't want him to have because those things will not go in this snack cabinet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 12 – Body Integration This year, when did you feel the most  integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind  and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present? (Author:  Patrick Reynolds)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel kind of sad because I can't think of a moment where I was really "alive and present" this year. &amp;nbsp;Moments that would come closest would be times when I am down on the floor playing with Ian, when other things I should be doing where not clogging up my mind. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully I can carve out more time to truly be in the moment in 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 13 – Action When it comes to aspirations, it’s not about ideas.  It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step? (Author: Scott  Belsky)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to answer this question, I have to be totally honest. &amp;nbsp;I hate my job. &amp;nbsp;There is nothing about it that feels challenging or fulfilling to me. &amp;nbsp;If only the need for a paycheck was not so great I would leave this dead end job for just about anything. &amp;nbsp;I cannot afford to take a pay cut and relocating isn't an option for my family due to my husband's job. &amp;nbsp;So my next step is to rework my resume, and continue looking for a job that will be more a career than a job. &amp;nbsp;I have been looking casually, but I need to step up my efforts and perhaps look into commuting to find something that will give me a reason to get up in the morning. &amp;nbsp;This is going to be a top priority for me in 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-4272981947521836093?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-days-11-13.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-3252555502349856789</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Dec 2010 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-13T19:34:27.195-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Days 8-10</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Catching up with some slightly abbreviated answers for Reverb10:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;December 8 – Beautifully Different. Think about what makes you different and what you do that lights people up. Reflect on all the things that make you different – you’ll find they’re what make you beautiful. (Author: Karen Walrond)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;The thing that makes me feel the most different is the way I tend to look at the world. &amp;nbsp;Yes, I have opinions like everyone else, but I prefer to see the world as if I am looking through a window. &amp;nbsp;It is an&amp;nbsp;interesting&amp;nbsp;perspective&amp;nbsp;to view topics from an impartial view looking at all sides. &amp;nbsp;I find that it really helps me to form a solid opinion about a topic without putting emotional or religious views in the mix. &amp;nbsp;Although there are still some things I can't help but allow my emotions to dictate my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;December 9 – Party Prompt: Party. What social gathering rocked your socks off in 2010? Describe the people, music, food, drink, clothes, shenanigans. (Author: Shauna Reid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;I am NOT a party person so we don't have or attend very many parties.&amp;nbsp; I prefer more intimate gatherings of friends to big blow out parties.&amp;nbsp; So my favorite party this year was a smaller gathering of some of my closest friends.&amp;nbsp; I was selected to host a Hasbro Game Night party.&amp;nbsp; So we had about 10 people, including 3 kids, over to our house to play games that Hasbro sent for the party.&amp;nbsp; We had dinner, played games and even had a funny hat contest.&amp;nbsp; It really was a lot of fun and I wish that we had more opportunities to have game night parties like that with our friends. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;December 10 – Wisdom Wisdom. What was the wisest decision you made this year, and how did it play out? (Author: Susannah Conway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;The wisest decision I made this year was to invest my money and time into crafting.&amp;nbsp; It has been a rough year for me where it comes to stress and I really needed an outlet.&amp;nbsp; Crafting, sewing and painting have really been great stress relievers for me and I really wish I had started taking time to create sooner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2c2525; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-3252555502349856789?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-days-8-10.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-6652119726060479243</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 04:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-07T23:34:04.255-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Day 7</title><description>December 7 – Community Prompt: Community. Where have you discovered  community, online or otherwise, in 2010? What community would you like  to join, create or more deeply connect with in 2011? (Author: Cali  Harris)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I reluctantly signed up for Twitter to learn how it worked and see see what the fuss was about. &amp;nbsp;Honestly, I didn't have a very high opinion of Twitter back then. &amp;nbsp;It didn't take long for my opinion to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over a year later I have adopted a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/mstacer/imaginary-friends/members"&gt;small group&lt;/a&gt; of people I am really close to via Twitter. &amp;nbsp;They are a supportable, inspirational group of individuals and I think they are awesome. &amp;nbsp;When something cool happens, I want to tell them right away. &amp;nbsp;When things are rough, they are there and have a few words of wisdom to help guide me. &amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;inspire&amp;nbsp;the creative side of me. &amp;nbsp;I may not have met a single one of them in person but they are my friends none the less. &amp;nbsp;My community.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-6652119726060479243?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-day-7.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-2053253829765302525</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Dec 2010 18:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-06T13:28:42.833-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Create</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Days 5 and 6</title><description>Two answers today because I am a little behind from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 5 – Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why? (Author: Alice Bradley)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, I totally let go of myself and allowed myself to gain way too much weight.&amp;nbsp; The short story version is that I tend to treat stress and depression with food, and I have had a lot of stress and depressed days this year.&amp;nbsp; (Hello, major work changes, hormone related problems, and Chris dislocating his knee)&amp;nbsp; Rather than whine and make more excuses for what I have let myself become, the heaviest I have weighed in my life, I am going to focus on the things I can change.&amp;nbsp; I have already started to modify what I eat, and will leave the Nutella alone when I have a bad day.&amp;nbsp; Next I have to get back into the swing of being active in any way I can.&amp;nbsp; We can't afford a gym membership but I can use my Wii, and rent workout videos...and I should.&amp;nbsp; I will.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;December 6 – Make. What was the last thing you made? What materials did  you use? Is there something you want to make, but you need to clear some  time for it? (Author: Gretchen Rubin) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I made was a little pouch to hold the various stuff in my purse.&amp;nbsp; I am just getting started learning to sew and I love it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cmstacer/5236104997/" title="120510 002 by cmstacer, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="120510 002" height="375" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5236104997_d4a2108509.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pouch was made with a tutorial I found via a Google search at &lt;a href="http://modernquiltlove.wordpress.com/2009/07/14/perfect-box-pouch-tutorial/"&gt;Make It Modern&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I modified it and added a wrist strap.&amp;nbsp; I used a fabric quarter I found at Joann Fabric for the outside and lining, and a feather weight fusible interfacing in between to give it more stability.&amp;nbsp; The strap was just a tube of the same fabric ironed into the side seam.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't necessary but I had a lot of that fabric print left over from the quarter and one strip was just the right size for the strap.&amp;nbsp; No waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next project is going to be either a tote bag or an apron, I haven't decided which.&amp;nbsp; Any thoughts on which you think I should make next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-2053253829765302525?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-days-5-and-6.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5236104997_d4a2108509_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-8046381414545550314</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Dec 2010 04:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-04T23:03:56.357-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Day 4</title><description>December 4 – Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year? (Author: Jeffrey Davis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/6wsButton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viewing life through my son's eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-8046381414545550314?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-day-4.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/th_6wsButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-2901625981922455593</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Dec 2010 21:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-03T16:14:56.525-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Day 3</title><description>December 3 – Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive  this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises,  colors). (Author: Ali Edwards)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moments that make me feel most alive are when I can get down on the floor and play with my son.&amp;nbsp; Getting down on his level, acting like a kid and being silly make me feel young inside...even though I might need a little extra time to get myself back up off the floor than I use to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our favorite games to play involves me being the jungle gym for Ian.&amp;nbsp; He climbs all over me: walking on my back, using my bended legs as a slide, or riding around on my back like I was a horse.&amp;nbsp; I might need a hot shower and some Motrin to get over these play times but my heart soars to get playing with my son, and being the one to make him giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will get down on the floor, laying on my stomach to entice Ian to some and play.&amp;nbsp; He usually takes a few moments to realize that I am willing to be his play buddy and then he wastes so time climbing up on my back.&amp;nbsp; After a little while of just climbing and rolling over me, Ian will usually sit on my back.&amp;nbsp; This is the point when I carefully get up on to my hands and knees and nay like a horse before taking off at a very slow and slightly painful speed across the room.&amp;nbsp; Ian clings to my shirt and begins to slide off to one side, because he doesn't know how to grip with his legs, giggling all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I have just about had it being Ian's noble steed, I drop to the ground and when Ian bounces away I roll onto my back and lift my knees so my feet are flat on the ground.&amp;nbsp; While I recover Ian climbs up and scoots down my legs as if they were a slide.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I can't take anymore, and my knees are beginning to swell, I sit up and Ian tries with all his might to push me back down again to play some more.&amp;nbsp; His toddler stamina is far better than my 30-something self can handle.&amp;nbsp; I might be in a bit of pain from his knees, elbows and heels but I am smiling and happy inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing better than the sound of a child laughing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-2901625981922455593?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-day-3.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-2290757448479104055</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2010 16:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-02T11:04:47.894-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10: Day 2</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;December 2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Writing&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What do you do each day that doesn’t contribute to your writing — and can you eliminate it?&lt;br /&gt;(Author: Leo Babauta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do each day that doesn't contribute to my writing?&amp;nbsp; The short answer would be everything I do during the day at work!&amp;nbsp; Short of giving me a few small stories to share on Twitter, my 8am to 5pm does almost nothing to improve my writing.&amp;nbsp; Sadly, I can't do without the paycheck so unless I can win the lotto or inherit money from a rich, long lost family member we don't yet know, I am not eliminating my job anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a rare occasion I am happily able to draft a letter or policy at work that lets me stretch my writing muscles a little.&amp;nbsp; That doesn't happen often, partly I think is due to the fact that my job has nothing to do with the degree I received in college.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps my employers have forgotten that I am educated in both journalism and advertising and would have the skills to write most anything they require.&amp;nbsp; Instead they prefer to have an intern fumble through that work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-2290757448479104055?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10-day-2.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-7317730058779058763</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2010 19:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-01T14:21:43.091-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>reverb10</category><title>Reverb10</title><description>Several of my online friends (@&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/"&gt;showmyface&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://alookontherandomside.blogspot.com/"&gt;@randomsideizzie&lt;/a&gt;) are participating in &lt;a href="http://www.reverb10.com/"&gt;reverb10&lt;/a&gt;, which is another daily posting event.&amp;nbsp; Reverb10 calls it an opportunity to reflect on your year and manifest what's next.&amp;nbsp; I can get down with that, so I am going to give it a go and try to participate daily.&amp;nbsp; My plan is to do short posts daily for the reverb10 prompt and also scatter a few other posts in along the way.&amp;nbsp; So December 2010 may contain the most posts in one month ever at Days Like This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's prompt: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Encapsulate the year 2010 in one word. Explain why you’re choosing that  word. Now, imagine it’s one year from today, what would you like the  word to be that captures 2011 for you?&lt;br /&gt;(Author: Gwen Bell)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Transition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was very much a transition year for me.&amp;nbsp; I moved on from being the mother of a baby to the mother of a very active and talkative toddler.&amp;nbsp; My job has been flipped upside down and turned inside out so much that this summer I essentially started a new job within the same office.&amp;nbsp; I started being creative again after years away from having an outlet.&amp;nbsp; Now I am painting, sewing and crafting more than ever.&amp;nbsp; Life is exhausting and chaotic but I really feel like it is because everything around me is changing and sometimes change is hard to keep up with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-7317730058779058763?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/12/reverb10.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-6783922992685822615</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 2010 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-30T12:23:36.231-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><title>I Did It</title><description>Ian loves to get praise when he does something so much that he often says, "I did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian walks across the room.&amp;nbsp; "I did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian picks up a toy.&amp;nbsp; "I did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian throws himself off the couch and tumbles across the floor, then hops up in a little flourish.&amp;nbsp; "I did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is my turn to say "I did it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted every single day for a whole month for the first time since I started this blog nearly 5 years ago.&amp;nbsp; That is a pretty big accomplishment for me, especially considering how chaotic work has been these last few months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't mind me while I take a little victory lap and pat myself on the back because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you NaBloPoMo for the motivation.&amp;nbsp; I feel like I have really improved my story telling some, and I actually loved having a reason to post everyday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-6783922992685822615?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/i-did-it.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-4748277519713028479</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 2010 03:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-29T22:19:35.746-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motherhood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Things I Will Never Understand</category><title>I Wish I May, I Wish I Might</title><description>There are many times most of us have said something along the lines of, "I wish I had a maid so I don't have to do this laundry" or "If only I had a cook to deal with dinner because I am so tired."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I have those moments too. &amp;nbsp;Often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one particular task that I just can't stop wishing I had someone to do for me: trimming Ian's nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I save this task for when Ian is asleep, so that I can save myself the trouble of dealing with the wrath of a toddler being forced to do something he doesn't want to do. &amp;nbsp;However, the last few weeks Ian has been sleeping too lightly to sneak into his room with my flashlight and trimmers without being caught. &amp;nbsp;Last night I got kicked in the boob and then I had to soothe a crabby kid back to sleep after a failed attempt at trimming a nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to play with a kid that has nails so long they curl under at the end and scratch you when you walk past him too close. &amp;nbsp;So tonight we decided to go for it and get the trimming done hell or high water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Moly! &amp;nbsp;For a two year old he sure can put up a kicking, screaming, wiggling fight over getting his nails clipped. &amp;nbsp;Chaos I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give just about anything to never have to trim his nails ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone want a slightly used kidney in exchange for cutting my kids nails until he is old enough to do it himself? If so, you just might have yourself a deal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a Toddler Whisperer who can woo Ian into&amp;nbsp;complying&amp;nbsp;with manicure time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, every other week you will find me in the corner rocking back and forth, clutching the kid nail trimmers and wishing I was the kind of person to keep liquor in the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-4748277519713028479?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/i-wish-i-may-i-wish-i-might.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-1736561614834375562</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-28T08:00:02.713-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Quote</category><title>Positive Thinking Sunday</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Fall seven times, stand up eight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Japanese Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need this reminder.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes I suck at stuff and I don't want to try anymore.&amp;nbsp; I have to remind myself that I have to fail to learn and that if I try again I AM doing "it" right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-1736561614834375562?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/positive-thinking-sunday_28.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-7418106966235066937</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Nov 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-27T08:00:02.796-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>holiday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>6WS</category><title>Six Word Saturday</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/6wsButton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Christmas tree time! Let's get decorating!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-7418106966235066937?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/six-word-saturday_27.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/th_6wsButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-2003335106084340702</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Nov 2010 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-26T22:14:33.238-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motherhood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><title>To The Limit</title><description>Ian is enjoying the concept of the word "no" and using it to test his limits with Chris and I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty sure that we heard "no," including a scrunched up and stern face, from Ian about twenty millions times today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"Ian do you want to take a nap?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you're tired and need a nap to get energy to play."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry. &amp;nbsp;It is too bad that you don't want to because it is nap time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOOOOOO!" [Insert&amp;nbsp;tears and screaming here.]&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look Ian, what a yummy dinner! &amp;nbsp;Please try a bite of the turkey."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. Yucky!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You haven't even tried it, how do you know it's yucky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yucky."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please take one bite."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. All done." [insert shoving plate across table in protest.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose at least you can say he is&amp;nbsp;persistent. &amp;nbsp;Stubborn, but&amp;nbsp;persistent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-2003335106084340702?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/to-limit.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-123905896742435431</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-25T08:00:10.495-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>holiday</category><title>Thankful</title><description>There are so many things for which I am thankful.&amp;nbsp; In honor of the big day of thanks, here is my list of some of the things I am most thankful for this Thanksgiving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a mom to such an amazing little man.&amp;nbsp; Ian makes my life complete and his silly personality can brighten even may darkest days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My partner, my love, my best friend Chris. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and in-laws who always love and support us through this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my husband and I are employed and have wonderful benefits.&amp;nbsp; There are times, when work related things suck, that I forget to be thankful for being lucky enough to have a paycheck and excellent insurance coverage.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we have a house we can afford, and it is full of all the things that make a house a home.&amp;nbsp; Our possessions may not be the best of the best but we have all we need and then some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My loved ones and myself are all healthy and mostly happy.&amp;nbsp; Not everyone can be happy all the time, but we have more happy than sad and I am so thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, in real like and in the Internet world...although I find that friendship is friendship no matter how it is gorged.&amp;nbsp; I am so thankful to have such a vast and interesting support group in my life.&amp;nbsp; You guys make me so thankful every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for this blog, and those who take the time to read what I write.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for taking the time to share a little part of my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My hopes to you and your family, that this Thanksgiving weekend is full of delicious food, lots of family &amp;amp; friends, and save travels.&amp;nbsp; Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-123905896742435431?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/thankful.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-4070940762844620877</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-24T08:00:02.132-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>motherhood</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><title>My Little Ladies Man</title><description>Last night we decided to go to IHOP for dinner. &amp;nbsp;We have enough cooking ahead of us Thursday that we decided to make the days leading up to the &lt;i&gt;big meal&lt;/i&gt; easy as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian of course wanted cake-cakes. duh! &amp;nbsp;Before we left Ian packed a little bag of toys to play with while we waited for our food. &amp;nbsp;The bag was a little lunch bag with a handle. &amp;nbsp;He carried it like a briefcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond getting his cake-cakes, Ian made it his mission to dazzle everyone within earshot and visual range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He exclaimed "thank you" when the waitress brought his food. &amp;nbsp;He told her "bye-bye" every time she left the table. &amp;nbsp;She came to the table a lot...I think just to see Ian again to see what he would say next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple at a nearby table commented on how mature Ian seemed to be and about how good he was as we were leaving. &amp;nbsp;They asked him if he got enough to eat and Ian declared "Yeah" then he said "bye-bye" to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he matched out of the&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;holding his little bag of toys he waved and said "bye-bye" to everyone we passed. &amp;nbsp;Ian looked like a little&amp;nbsp;celebrity&amp;nbsp;waving to his fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he might have made a lot of peoples nights with his smiles and waves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he made mine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-4070940762844620877?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/my-little-ladies-man.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-6900853473391323999</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2010 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-23T15:51:33.187-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Life List</category><title>Life List: Post Secret</title><description>Today I sent a secret to &lt;a href="http://www.postsecret.com/"&gt;Post Secret&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back I decided that I wanted to send in a post card to Post Secret because I have enjoyed looking though the Sunday secrets for a long time now.&amp;nbsp; Everyone has a secret, big or small, so why not share it and be creative in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my secret you might ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun would that be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-6900853473391323999?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/life-list-post-secret.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-6257759443010971118</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2010 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-22T20:01:48.999-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>memories</category><title>Here Fishy Fishy</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJZcJ1vpjW4/TOsQSLuP64I/AAAAAAAADgU/TDU-VkY-nNA/s1600/011110+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJZcJ1vpjW4/TOsQSLuP64I/AAAAAAAADgU/TDU-VkY-nNA/s640/011110+007.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I kind of want to get a fish. &amp;nbsp;It is a pretty random want really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom often had a Betta fish in a bowl in the kitchen. &amp;nbsp;We called it the kitchen fish. &amp;nbsp;Last year for Christmas my&amp;nbsp;niece&amp;nbsp;drew me the picture above of of our last kitchen fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a kitchen fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except it will probably be a dining room fish instead because my kitchen counter is cold...I don't want the fish to freeze to death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-6257759443010971118?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/here-fishy-fishy.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WJZcJ1vpjW4/TOsQSLuP64I/AAAAAAAADgU/TDU-VkY-nNA/s72-c/011110+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-4563832704222275447</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-21T08:00:03.026-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Quote</category><title>Positive Thinking Sunday</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;'Tis the set of the sail and not the gale which tells us the way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ella Wheeler Wilcox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has a cross stitch excerpt of the poem "Winds of Fate" hanging in her hallway.&amp;nbsp; I have always loved it because it is a great reminder that what you want in life isn't just going to happen, you have to work to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to set my sail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-4563832704222275447?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/positive-thinking-sunday_21.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18851602.post-133303181299530115</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Nov 2010 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-20T08:00:01.096-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>NaBloPoMo</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>6WS</category><title>Six Word Saturday</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.showmyface.com/search/label/6WS"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/6wsButton.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ready to get my thanks on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hopefully I can pull it off and get everything together for Thanksgiving this weekend.&amp;nbsp; That is my goal anyway.&amp;nbsp; So far I have the turkey and a roaster.&amp;nbsp; So at the very least we will have something to eat, but now I have to get all the fixings and of course some delicious things to bake.&amp;nbsp; We are only having my in-laws as guests but I want to make sure we have a full dinner with plenty of left overs. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Are you ready for Thanksgiving?&amp;nbsp; Do you have any special plans? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18851602-133303181299530115?l=www.thedayslikethis.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.thedayslikethis.com/2010/11/six-word-saturday_20.html</link><author>thedayslikethis@gmail.com (Melinda)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i395.photobucket.com/albums/pp35/showmyface/guts/th_6wsButton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item></channel></rss>