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href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37203383/posts/default/3640812770385300802?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37203383/posts/default/3640812770385300802?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsByJacquelyn/~3/6Hrc4BKpo9Y/crazy-about-cookies-and-other-baked.html" title="Crazy About Cookies (and Other Baked Goods)" /><author><name>jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155568099007397724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="29" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LozQG9QDnjM/TUthqXxZrCI/AAAAAAAAEHc/-UEeBKdVkPM/s220/head-shot.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jDQbKTzzj5o/TzacedRz8iI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/WBOrkGFSUx8/s72-c/ishot-44.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I collect cookbooks like you would not believe. I am especially susceptible to the $5 book area by Kohl's registers. True, this area mostly has children's books but every now an then there are some cookbooks.

This was the case at my last trip to Kohl's, where I spotted this book, Crazy About Cookies: 300 Scrumptious Recipes for Every Occasion &amp;amp; Craving. I already have Crazy About Cupcakes, from 
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Thankfully we were up to the challenge. I had seen a post on The Chilly Dog blog on Valentine Love Bugs. (Side note: this is a fun blog with a lot of neat crafty ideas and a cute Etsy shop, too.) Off to 
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I don't really live too close to DSW, but on Super Bowl Sunday I found myself at the chi-chi Wal-Mart up in Oro Valley manning a Girl Scout cookie booth (we sold a lot of cookies, by the way). When Jake came to relieve me I cruised over to the DSW located in the 
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Cute, eh? Somehow the name suits the shoe. Anyway, the magazine showed them in green but they must 
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With just one week to go until I turn 37 (wow! 37!) I'm still adding and subtracting things from my birthday wish list.

This cute little  number showed up online a couple days ago. The shape and style of the Inked Flora Skirt are right up my alley. I don't plan on using my birthday discount at Anthro until the end of the month, and this is definitely a contender for the final purchase.
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iBbq-IZdLeYBIFVrpXRwM7wS1Us/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/iBbq-IZdLeYBIFVrpXRwM7wS1Us/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsByJacquelyn/~4/a3JGMaTIhss" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsbyjacquelyn.blogspot.com/2012/02/birthday-dreaming-part-six.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8BQXw6eip7ImA9WhRbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37203383.post-4335331802904496760</id><published>2012-02-08T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T18:27:30.212-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-08T18:27:30.212-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kibble" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tucson eats" /><title>Tucson Eats: Zivaz Mexican Bistro</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsbyjacquelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4335331802904496760/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsbyjacquelyn.blogspot.com/2012/02/tucson-eats-zivaz-mexican-bistro.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37203383/posts/default/4335331802904496760?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37203383/posts/default/4335331802904496760?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsByJacquelyn/~3/cfc5na8PTtk/tucson-eats-zivaz-mexican-bistro.html" title="Tucson Eats: Zivaz Mexican Bistro" /><author><name>jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155568099007397724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="29" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LozQG9QDnjM/TUthqXxZrCI/AAAAAAAAEHc/-UEeBKdVkPM/s220/head-shot.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9G34hQ8BmE/TzMgYereR1I/AAAAAAAAE2Q/QlhgcPipw6U/s72-c/chile-con-carne.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">I love Mexican food, the sloppier the better, known as Sonoran style. I also like "fresh" Mexican food, which my brother defines as "food with garnish." Whatever. I like the blending of different tastes and textures.

That is why I love Zivaz Mexican Bistro. It tastes fresh, is reasonably priced, and yes, at times has garnish, since most plates come with a small salad.

I especially love that 
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I love polka dot printed items. Love, love, love. I guess you could ay I am wacky about dots, which is why I am strangely drawn to these Polka Dot Skimmers from Madewell. I've never tried anything from J.Crew's little sister. I have no idea how the shoes fit as compared to the 'Crew. I'm reticent to order because I hate to return anything by mail, almost as much as i hate to pay shipping. 
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One of my most favorite breakfast reads is a morning bun. And lucky for me, I live within walking distance of La Baguette French Bakery. This small space turns out some seriously fine pastries. On Fridays and Saturdays one can get their delectable morning bun for $2.25. Light and flaky yet a bit ooey-gooey inside due to the use of orange zest, it is absolutely divine.
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Siena, yelling from the bath: "Daddy, have you ever been fired?"
Jake, perusing the February Anthro catalogue, "What the hell is this? This is terrible. This skirt looks like a high school sewing project."
Siena, looking at my face, "Mama, what are all those dots on your face?" (I have a lot of moles, much to my chagrin.)
Me, muttering to myself, "Must not 
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I collect knick knacks. It's a bit insane of me to do so since my house is small and really, there is only so much surface space one has. Yet, I have a variety of vases, vessels, and random items (here's some examples: this, this, this, this, this, and oh yes, this).

I'd like to add one more item to my collection: this Curvy Chrysanthemum Vase. It's on my list of Anthro items on which I'd like
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I love good food, food that tastes fresh and flavorful. I figure if I am going to eat I am going to eat well. So I decided to start a new series called Tucson Eats, where I will 
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This week I spotted such a skirt in the wild and brought it home with me:
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eZnQOcZzNK1kfJga7y6mLWaMMHM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/eZnQOcZzNK1kfJga7y6mLWaMMHM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MusingsByJacquelyn/~4/F8AHbc5VB3M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://musingsbyjacquelyn.blogspot.com/2012/01/spotted-in-wild-a-line-skirt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8HSXczcCp7ImA9WhRUEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37203383.post-4542059514122385729</id><published>2012-01-22T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:33:58.988-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-22T17:33:58.988-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="siena" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><title>Competitive Nature Rekindled</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://musingsbyjacquelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4542059514122385729/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://musingsbyjacquelyn.blogspot.com/2012/01/competitive-nature-rekindled.html#comment-form" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37203383/posts/default/4542059514122385729?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37203383/posts/default/4542059514122385729?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MusingsByJacquelyn/~3/9_FMy0P-FGI/competitive-nature-rekindled.html" title="Competitive Nature Rekindled" /><author><name>jacquelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00155568099007397724</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="29" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LozQG9QDnjM/TUthqXxZrCI/AAAAAAAAEHc/-UEeBKdVkPM/s220/head-shot.jpg" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total><content type="html">There used to be a time when I was highly competitive. In school I wanted to be the best, at the top of the class, be a star.

Then, after finishing graduate school my competitive nature waned. I relaxed into adulthood, gained contentment from my current state of being, and felt amazed that I ever wanted to actually run for public office (yep, that was one of my goals, though it may be rekindled 
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Then a couple months ago I found myself at Kohl's with a coupon 
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I'm guessing these won't show up on the website until the February catalogue is released but I can add them to my cart, but I can only access the products from the "special" link.

I thought I'd share my favorite pair:


Miss Albright Black-Tie Kitten Heels
Yes, these will be mine. Anyone want to 
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I'll take both color ways of these Sweetbriar Skimmers, since I can't decide which I like better.


I think the best course of action is form to just get a weekend job at Anthro so I can take advantage of the discount.
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The other food item I am really enjoying right now is a definite 
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I am in love. After getting not just Jake's but also the SAs help to get it all 
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Over the past year I have been disappointed, but I keep trying. And this most recent time I think I finally hit a vein of gold.



Let me introduce you to the Large Polka 
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Thus, I'd 
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The silk material has a subtle sheen. In person the pink is quite bright. I like the subdued navy version better. I found the fit of this to run large; or, perhaps
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I'm sorry I don't have a picture review for this. I couldn't get a good shot in the store.

Similarities:

Same cut.
Same length.
Differences:

The Fluttering Flora is much lighter in weight; it seriously feels like 
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I first blogged about my love of Anthropologie's Leather Ribbon Satchel December 15. Since then I have only coveted it more. I have watched each day as the stock goes down by up to five bags (sob!). As the amount of stock dwindles I tell myself to stay strong, that it will go on sale, but I know I am only fooling myself. So before I cave rightnowtisveryminute and purchase it I'd like to hold on
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I like to dream that somehow I will get the perfect birthday present. This is 
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