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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 23:33:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>cooking</category><category>motherhood</category><category>S#2</category><category>derby car</category><category>grasshopper</category><category>First Communion</category><category>polyphemus moth</category><category>FO</category><category>ice storm</category><category>swc</category><category>bugs</category><category>yard</category><category>ballet</category><category>tomatoes</category><category>day trip</category><category>boys</category><category>garden</category><category>Thanksgiving</category><category>polyphemus moth caterpillar</category><category>nature</category><category>volleyball</category><category>Texas Spiny Lizard</category><category>walnut sphinx</category><category>cicada</category><category>haircuts</category><category>room makeover</category><category>zoo</category><category>Halloween</category><category>baking</category><category>family</category><category>The Pines Catholic Camp</category><category>summer fun</category><category>cousins</category><category>Fall Fling</category><category>cake</category><category>J</category><category>sewing</category><category>recipes</category><category>dance</category><category>girl scouts</category><category>VBS</category><category>training</category><category>t-ball</category><category>kids</category><category>frankie</category><category>heterocampa</category><category>baseball</category><category>National Bundt Day</category><category>soup</category><category>caterpillar</category><category>A</category><category>soccer</category><category>birthday</category><category>vacation</category><category>self-watering container</category><category>Christmas</category><category>Downton Abbey</category><category>S#5</category><category>music</category><category>Dallas Mavericks</category><category>school</category><category>weekend</category><category>dog</category><category>nutcracker</category><category>bacon</category><category>auction project</category><category>B</category><category>girlfriends</category><category>giant leopard moth caterpillar</category><category>100th anniversary</category><category>running</category><category>knitting</category><category>black swallowtail</category><category>swimming</category><category>dessert</category><category>white-lined sphinx moth</category><category>butterfly</category><category>house</category><category>cub scouts</category><category>Easter</category><category>moth</category><category>green anole</category><category>DH</category><category>parade</category><category>painting</category><category>cleaning</category><title>Like the Dickens</title><description /><link>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>735</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/LikeTheDickens" /><feedburner:info uri="likethedickens" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-7395176277538514688</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-10T15:33:48.322-08:00</atom:updated><title>biscuits</title><description>I tried a new recipe the other night, chicken ala king. Everything it called for I had in my fridge, except for the package of refrigerator biscuits. I didn't really want to drive to the store for refrigerator biscuits when I probably had the ingredients to make them at home.&lt;br /&gt;
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Chicken ala kind, ho-hum. The biscuits, quite good. The first batch got us through dinner, breakfast and after school snack the next day. I baked the rest for leftovers the next night. I will definitely be making these again.&amp;nbsp; Now I need to find a recipe for flaky refrigerator biscuits.&amp;nbsp; Then my children will be in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-7395176277538514688?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/2IDVoXk-Dt4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/2IDVoXk-Dt4/biscuits.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3670_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/02/biscuits.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-4138290374698500936</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T17:57:33.925-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dessert</category><title>super bowl of desserts</title><description>Last night we went to friends' house to watch the first half of the super bowl. I was in charge of desserts. I couldn't bring just one dessert to the super bowl. There had to be a good variety.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://ipso-fatto.blogspot.com/2010/10/delicate-delicacy-raspberry-crumb-bar.html"&gt;Black Raspberry Crumb Bars&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.walmart.com/ip/Ghirardelli-Dark-Chocolate-Brownie-Mix-20-Oz/14940682?ci_sku=14940682&amp;amp;ci_src=14110944&amp;amp;sourceid=1500000000000007346530"&gt;Brownies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.pillsbury.com/recipes/banana-bread/bd0ba608-34da-4980-a72c-3aac2baa198c/"&gt;Banana Bread&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/chocolate-scotcheroos/"&gt;Kathy's Peanut Butter Bars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-4138290374698500936?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/Izttn4xt-Sk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/Izttn4xt-Sk/super-bowl-of-desserts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_2012-02-05161236_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/02/super-bowl-of-desserts.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-3763548628511241428</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 01:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T17:40:56.474-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">100th anniversary</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">girl scouts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">A</category><title>100th Thinking Day</title><description>This is the 100th anniversary year of the Girl Scouts. The &lt;a href="http://www.gsnetx.org/"&gt;Girl Scouts of Northeast Texas&lt;/a&gt; have lots of activities planned to celebrate. Last Saturday was &lt;a href="http://www.girlscouts.org/who_we_are/global/world_thinking_day/"&gt;Thinking Day&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was excited about this event. The past few years, our area's Thinking Day celebration has been a bit lackluster. For the council wide event, the different areas each took on a booth celebrating a decade of girl scouting, and since it is thinking day, or girl scouting in another countries. Most of the girls in my troop were busy, but I took A &amp;amp; her friend. &lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, this event was way oversold. We stood in line for over 30 minutes to check-in.&amp;nbsp; Once we got inside, it was so crowded you could hardly move. There was probably a lot of interesting information that would have been really cool to peruse. However once you got to the front of a booth and grabbed a swap, you just got pushed along. They needed three times the amount of space they actually had.&lt;br /&gt;
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Once we had enough of pushing through the crowd, we made our way out to the craft area. The girls found a seat and made paper lanterns from the Tunisia booth. They had fun doing that and there was room to breathe so I was okay.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the end, they enjoyed the craft and were disappointed in the rest of the event. At least they were still smiling as we left. &lt;br /&gt;
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A had already eaten breakfast so she just ordered a hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;
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I know the cousins in Kazakhstan are jealous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-3747178350994772556?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/cl-2CEI5Mqg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/cl-2CEI5Mqg/petes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_IMG00541_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/02/petes.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-6180481400442031972</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 00:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T17:25:30.704-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">A</category><title>in &amp; out</title><description>Two Saturdays ago, DH took B to Great Wolf Lodge for a "camp out". It was a last minute decision. J had a friend spend the night and A spent most of the afternoon playing with a friend. I took the kids to 5pm mass for Catholic Schools Week. If they went in uniform, they got a free dress pass on Monday. Afterwards I took them out for a "I don't get to go to Great Wolf Lodge" dinner. We discussed a couple of places and ended up at In &amp;amp; Out. This is my first time to have eat there since it first opened.&lt;br /&gt;
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After eating there twice, I've decided that I don't need to go back. The burgers are good but the fries aren't my thing. We got one order regular and one order well (fried twice) and I didn't like either batch. I need to make a new "off the menu" item, medium fries. The regular were too raw and the well were almost &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Frenchs-Potato-Sticks-16-Ounce-Pouch/dp/B000YVGMAW"&gt;potato sticks&lt;/a&gt;. Plus, they didn't have enough salt.&lt;br /&gt;
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I found out at the class that the summer so long ago was the perfect summer for tomatoes. Tomato plants stop setting fruit when the average high temp is over 85 and when the average night time temp is over 75. The plants will keep putting out flowers but will stop producing fruit.&amp;nbsp; Just what I've dealt with the last 3 years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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I decided to try two different suggestions from the class. Raised bed and starting my tomatoes early.&amp;nbsp; As in the end of February/ beginning of March early. Tomato plants aren't available until next month so I got a head start on my beds.&lt;br /&gt;
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I don't think DH thought I would actually go through with this plan, but I did all on my own. I did ask him a couple of questions before starting and had him help me when the first couple of screws weren't digging into the second board. Once I figured out I needed to use two C clamps to hold the boards in place, I was off and drilling. J came out and helped pre-drill some holes for the screws. It took a bit of work but it really wasn't too hard.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was talking to A about how I was going to maneuver the new boxes around all of this stuff.&amp;nbsp; I was contemplating digging up the Turk's cap, but the idea of it made me so sad.&amp;nbsp; I told A that maybe we needed to dig up the onions while they are in the green onion stage instead letting them get to the big onion stage.&amp;nbsp; She, the wise one, told me to dig up the onions, put the boxes where I want them and then re-plant the onions. Why didn't I think of that? I can keep my Turk's cap and my onions and put in strawberries and tomatoes too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-8707494224219551379?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/AhP-hM40w2Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/AhP-hM40w2Q/raising-beds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3650_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/raising-beds.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-86647945525788936</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-27T17:27:10.752-08:00</atom:updated><title>pasta night</title><description>DH got me a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/KitchenAid-KPRA-Roller-Attachment-Mixers/dp/B00004SGFS/ref=pd_sim_k_1"&gt;pasta roller attachment&lt;/a&gt; for my kitchen aid mixer for my birthday.&amp;nbsp; It has been sitting on a shelf in the kitchen for the past 4 months.&amp;nbsp; I've been contemplating making pasta for that long too.&amp;nbsp; Today was finally the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone loved this cake. All the kids ate it and asked for more. I surprised at that. However, the rosemary that drew me to the recipe was very subtle. I would definitely add extra next time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Downton Abbey was great. Grandmother Crowley was sharp as ever. Bates is back, Bates is back! Only 5 more days until the next episode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-4493758252690619847?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/6Oa9t5J_2DM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/6Oa9t5J_2DM/downton-abbey-week-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3635_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/downton-abbey-week-3.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-3790259359587778812</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T17:58:18.498-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">B</category><title>Learning</title><description>B is half way through his kindergarten year. Overall it has been a great year. The part that worries me a bit is that he's afraid to try because he might get it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was so excited I had to take a picture. A tried to correct his spelling and I told her to leave it alone.  He sounded out the words and spelled them the way they sound.  He did a terrific job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-3790259359587778812?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/iIiUVM7VTxs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/iIiUVM7VTxs/learning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3633_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/learning.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-2892629338849457340</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T17:58:35.313-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">derby car</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DH</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><title>Derby Car</title><description>J's cub scout troop/pack/den (the girl scout in me wants to call it a troop so I always end up calling it by the wrong name) had their derby car race this weekend. DH normally gets very into the derby car. This time, he didn't have as much time to spend fiddling with axles and graphite and weight. He and J went to a derby car workshop at a local hobby shop to cut it. They bought metallic silver spray paint for a sleek look. Finally on Friday night, they added the weights and wheels. There wasn't much time for tinkering.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was ready for the big race on Saturday.  My camera was not (someone put it in night mode) so pictures didn't not turn out well.  J's car is in the middle track in his first race and in the right track in the second.&lt;br /&gt;
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His car ended up in the middle of the pack. Decent but not a winner. I think J was a bit disappointed that his car didn't do better. DH has spent time this week on websites and forums, starting to plan for next year. He can't leave J disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-2892629338849457340?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/fcQWkzk0nrs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/fcQWkzk0nrs/derby-car.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3627_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/derby-car.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-4324684787097458689</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2012 22:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-21T14:04:18.224-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">B</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">haircuts</category><title>Just like summer</title><description>The weather here has been decidedly strange. It's been warm, highs in the upper 70s. It feels almost like summer. Not the dreaded middle of July/early August summer, but the end of April/beginning of May not yet unbearable summer. &lt;br /&gt;
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I think the warm weather has influenced the boys. They finally decided to cut their hair and are sporting their summer cuts early this year. Neither wanted their picture taken.  I insisted that the blog needed it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Of course, January has been so temperate, I'm afraid of February and terrified of August.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-4324684787097458689?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/zvlEXT4jNXM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/zvlEXT4jNXM/just-like-summer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3621_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-like-summer.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-684188845966070213</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-18T07:53:34.770-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">B</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weekend</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">A</category><title>long weekend</title><description>We had a busy 3 day weekend.&amp;nbsp;A is working on a science fair project so she spent two afternoons playing Just Dance 3 on the Wii. Somehow that is science.&amp;nbsp;We had two soccer games and a basketball game.&amp;nbsp;DH &amp;amp; J went to a derby car making session at a hobby shop.&amp;nbsp;Friends came over for dinner so there was cleaning and cooking to go along with that.&amp;nbsp;I watched another episode of Downton Abbey with S#5. So good!&lt;br /&gt;
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I have no idea why it isn't gushing blood.&amp;nbsp; It feels like it should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-4943321336198256131?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/bd64we1VG6k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/bd64we1VG6k/ouch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3613_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/ouch.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-359556373858881441</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Jan 2012 16:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-12T08:08:34.798-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">S#5</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Downton Abbey</category><title>Downton Abbey</title><description>All last spring I heard my mom &amp;amp; S#5 talking about Downton Abbey.&amp;nbsp; When the next episode was going to be on, no I can't talk to you right now, I'm watching Downton Abbey, oh, no, I've got to get home and watch Downton Abbey.&amp;nbsp; I was curious but busy.&amp;nbsp; Three kids and Sunday nights don't mix well with television.&amp;nbsp; I'm normally trying to find something to feed them without having to cook and clean the kitchen or buy take out food, finding and washing all uniforms, and convincing children to take a shower and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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Over the summer I finally found the time to watch Downton Abbey.&amp;nbsp; Thank you netflix &amp;amp; amazonplus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was sucked in quickly and understood what Mom &amp;amp; S#5 were so obsessed about.&amp;nbsp; I was lucky because I got to watch it all one episode after the other, no waiting.&amp;nbsp; Until I had to wait for season #2.&lt;br /&gt;
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S#5 had been counting down the days until she cheated.&amp;nbsp; Someone she knows downloaded the british version of the show and she watch the whole thing before it started here in the US.&amp;nbsp; Despite that grevious sin, she was as excited as I was to watch it on Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; So excited that she threw a tea party.&amp;nbsp; I got to attend.&amp;nbsp; There was tea, cucumber sandwiches, mini scones, madeleines, quiche, and cheesy puffs.&amp;nbsp; Way too much food for 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;
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I tried to get a picture of "Downton Abbey" logo as it started, instead I got war &amp;amp; bombs but it was an exciting start.&amp;nbsp; Such a good show.&amp;nbsp; Thomas &amp;amp; O'Brien are still evil, Edith is still a twit, Mary is still hiding her love, the grandmother is cantankerous as ever.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and Bates, poor Bates, sacrificing his love to the blackmail of his estranged wife to save the family from scandal.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait until Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; Maybe S#5 will throw another tea party.&amp;nbsp; I don't really need the tea or the food, I'd rather just have the quiet place to watch a show without children interrupting. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-359556373858881441?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/Jk0D2jIcCS4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/Jk0D2jIcCS4/downton-abbey.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_2012-01-08194855_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/downton-abbey.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-1634649678508041157</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 01:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-04T17:39:37.109-08:00</atom:updated><title>2012</title><description>We actually had plans for NYE this year.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember what we did last year.&amp;nbsp; Or the year before.&amp;nbsp; Obviously they couldn't have been exciting nights.&lt;br /&gt;
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This year friends invited us to their suite for the Stars game.&amp;nbsp; We joined 5 other couples and had a grand time.&amp;nbsp; Free food &amp;amp; drink &amp;amp; entertainment.&amp;nbsp; I was DD so I skipped on the alcohol but at least I got to taste the goodness of the dessert cart.&lt;br /&gt;
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The Stars won the game, but honestly, I hardly watched the game.&amp;nbsp; There was lots of talking going on.&amp;nbsp; Afterward, we went to friends' house to ring in the New Year.&amp;nbsp; There was big goings on downtown at Big D NYE, but I had no desire to join in the massive crowds.&amp;nbsp; Six people sitting on the patio with the fire going was much nicer. 
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On New Year's Day we went to an open house in the neighborhood and grazed on leftover food for dinner.  Once it got dark, DH lit a fire and we enjoyed s'mores on the last night of our vacation. 
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School started back on Tuesday.  So far I haven't slept through the alarm and I have survived the drudgery of making lunches.  Only 12 more days until MLK day and I get another break!
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-1634649678508041157?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/4p-7stJRBIk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/4p-7stJRBIk/2012.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_2011-12-31191011_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/2012.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-1996735389106805623</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 03:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-02T19:17:20.933-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">birthday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cake</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><title>J's birthday</title><description>Friday was J's birthday and we celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;
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We had the family over for &lt;a href="http://eatlikethedickens.blogspot.com/2008/08/moms-homemade-pizza.html"&gt;homemade pizza&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He requested &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/30117891227626157/"&gt;pizza rolls&lt;/a&gt;, so I made one pan of cheese &amp;amp; pepperoni rolls, plus a plain cheese pizza,&amp;nbsp; a bacon &amp;amp; caramelized onion pizza, and sausage &amp;amp; salami pizza.&amp;nbsp; Strange ingredients I know I decided just to use what I had in the fridge.&amp;nbsp; I thought the salami was another package of pepperoni when I decided not to go to the store, but decided to use it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;
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He requested another lincoln log cake, like &lt;a href="http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2010/12/js-birthday.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; (no pictures) and the &lt;a href="http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-ages.html"&gt;year before&lt;/a&gt; (the last picture).&amp;nbsp; We mixed things up this year and I made chocolate almond ice cream for the middle.&amp;nbsp; I still haven't talked him into using peanut butter ice cream.&amp;nbsp; Maybe next year? &lt;br /&gt;
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This is not the prettiest cake but it is delicious!&lt;br /&gt;
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He opened some presents and got some good stuff.&amp;nbsp; We are set for xbox games for the next century, or the next decade at least.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He also got a random gift off his amazon wishlist.&amp;nbsp; I found it on sale at B&amp;amp;N before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a good night, full of food, family, and fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-1996735389106805623?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/IfRM6KLaQ0Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/IfRM6KLaQ0Y/js-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3604_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/js-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-1474277171568311322</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-02T19:02:20.614-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">S#5</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">S#2</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">soup</category><title>soup contest</title><description>S#2 &amp;amp; S#5 concocted a plan to use up the leftover chicken from our fajita dinner, a chicken tortilla soup contest.&amp;nbsp; They decided to hold it on Thursday afternoon during the ND bowl game.&amp;nbsp; When S#2 told me about it, I had to join in too.&lt;br /&gt;
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I spent some time trolling the internet for recipes.&amp;nbsp; I considered &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/01/chicken-tortilla-soup/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.framedcooks.com/2011/05/slow-cooker-chicken-tortilla-soup.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; but in the end, I decided I had to use the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Homesick-Texan-Cookbook-Lisa-Fain/dp/1401324266"&gt;cookbook&lt;/a&gt; I bought from &lt;a href="http://homesicktexan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Homesick Texan&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I've been reading the cookbook like it is a novel since it came in the mail but I still hadn't made any of the recipes.&amp;nbsp; Finally I found the perfect opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;
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The recipe is only in the book not on her blog.&amp;nbsp; It is a smokier soup than usual, and is suppose to be made with dried pasilla peppers.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't find those and substituted with chipotle peppers.&lt;br /&gt;
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 Judge #1, Rachel, picked S#5 first and mine second.  Judge #2, Mom,  picked S#5 first and mine second.  Judge #3, DH, picked mine first and S#2 second.  Overall, S#5 got 2 out of three winner votes.&amp;nbsp; DH said we should use a point system.  I got 2 second place (4 points) and 1 first place (3 points).  S#5 got 2 first place (6 points) and 1 third place (1 point).  We both had a total of 7 points, so a tie. Then a friend stopped by, tried the soups and picked my first.  So I unofficially won.  I know that deep down, the recipe is a winner. &lt;br /&gt;
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And so S#2 doesn't feel left out of this post, she won the Kids Choice award.  They all liked hers best.   J wants me to make that recipe instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-1474277171568311322?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/x5rgdF_VFog" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/x5rgdF_VFog/soup-contest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3584_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2012/01/soup-contest.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-2266792637113995258</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 04:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-28T20:19:16.147-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">B</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><title>family band</title><description>Santa was good to the boys this year.&lt;br /&gt;
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We've got a good start on a family band.&amp;nbsp; At least it is sounding less like noise and a bit more like music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-2266792637113995258?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/zQJSIQNq908" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/zQJSIQNq908/family-band.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/_voEX5iGLr0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-band.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-6511062324761068112</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2011 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-28T20:11:32.725-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knitting</category><title>cowl for the teacher</title><description>B's teacher is like a sister to me.&amp;nbsp; She is my best friend since 3rd grade's older sister.&amp;nbsp; I love that she is teaching B.&lt;br /&gt;
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I meant to make her something for christmas but didn't quite get around to it.&amp;nbsp; I went to a knitting group meeting on the 22nd and I needed something to knit.&amp;nbsp; I grabbed leftover yarn and a pattern and by Christmas morning I had this:&lt;br /&gt;
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It was suppose to be a bit longer and have a button but I didn't have enough yarn for that. I knit until I ran out and then sewed the ends together to make a &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/redis93/mustard-scarf"&gt;cowl&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I gave it to her yesterday on her birthday.&amp;nbsp; I hoped she liked it.&lt;br /&gt;
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We spent the afternoon at the ILs house for a fish fry.&amp;nbsp; We ate the fish the boys caught on a fishing trip back in October.&amp;nbsp; After that, DH took the kids over to the cousins and I came home for a 2 hour nap.&amp;nbsp; That might have been the best Christmas present of all!&lt;br /&gt;
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DH &amp;amp; I stayed up late to watch "Love Actually".&amp;nbsp; Aside from the typical hectic time of getting everything done in time for Christmas, it was a fun Christmas Eve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-1736584034308571813?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/icPX799g2aI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/icPX799g2aI/christmas-eve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3525_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-5820791038382861670</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 18:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-22T11:00:16.396-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">B</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">J</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">A</category><title>snowflakes</title><description>Yesterday was a day without the cousins.&amp;nbsp; A was not very happy and told me I had to come up with something fun for them to do.&amp;nbsp; I suggested cleaning the house so the fit she was on the verge of throwing ended quickly.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was not looking forward to the noise and mess of making cutout cookies with 5 kids, but we did it every year growing up so I feel quite obligated to do it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm not the only one who feels this way.&amp;nbsp; In the middle my youngest niece said thank you to me, because her mother (S#2) would never do this with her because it was way too messy and if she did do it, she would just yell.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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For the most part they listened during the rolling out/cutting out process.&amp;nbsp; The decorating was a loud mess.&amp;nbsp; I solved that problem by leaving the kitchen and letting them do what they want.&amp;nbsp; Cookies are done.&amp;nbsp; One more thing checked off my list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-2880131952288530712?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/L7ACIQFuk4U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/L7ACIQFuk4U/christmas-cookies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/blog/th_DSC_3493_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-cookies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-4061829374518729514</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Dec 2011 16:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-18T08:02:12.709-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">knitting</category><title>tiny santa</title><description>I'm still on my knitting kick.&amp;nbsp; After finishing the &lt;a href="http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-mitts.html"&gt;mitts&lt;/a&gt; for J's teacher, I got to do a project that has been waiting since last month. &lt;br /&gt;
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I bought a kit from the knitting teacher at knitting group.&amp;nbsp; I have enough to make another one.&amp;nbsp; I might try to fiddle with the pattern and make a Mrs. Claus.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4143130800514007888-4061829374518729514?l=likethedickens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~4/7VnpPcjVpVs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LikeTheDickens/~3/7VnpPcjVpVs/tiny-santa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sarah)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k104/redis93/knitting/th_DSC_3491_1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://likethedickens.blogspot.com/2011/12/tiny-santa.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4143130800514007888.post-4573827081996048784</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Dec 2011 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-16T13:55:41.286-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><title>christmas mitts</title><description>J's teacher is always cold.&amp;nbsp; She walks around with her hands tucked in her sleeves.&amp;nbsp; She wraps herself up in a blanket while she teaches and does carpool line.&amp;nbsp; It's Texas and she's cold.&lt;br /&gt;
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