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I'm sure if ANYONE is reading this blog, that they are too.  Good things happening here!  The Rock Star at a mere 16 years old has become Adobe certified in web design.  And he had a 4.0 this semester!  It looks as if at some point in his life he will be able to move out and live on his own.  Hopefully while Hubby and I are still able to enjoy it.  The Girly Girl is a tougher nut to crack, but we are working on it.  Perhaps a rich husband could be had.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-5127468901109406569?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/Dsa7JTudtxk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-heres-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-3865181378436023949</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 21:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-28T16:57:42.013-05:00</atom:updated><title>Great Christmas Giveaways</title><description>The fabulous blog, 5 Minutes for Mom, is having a great Christmas Giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;Over 30 giveaways available.  Check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/10606/christmas-giveaway-2009"&gt;http://www.5minutesformom.com/10606/christmas-giveaway-2009&lt;/a&gt;/ or click on their button in my sidebar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-3865181378436023949?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/XjpWpuy7WxA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-christmas-giveaways.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-8013099322458550524</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 02:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T21:52:37.486-05:00</atom:updated><title>Checking in!</title><description>Well, I'm not dead yet.  It is SO hard to get motivated when you are a busy working mom.  Now I know why all these "bloggies" are from stay at home moms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Rock Star is bringing his grades up nicely.&lt;br /&gt;Girly Girl got herself in big trouble at school so we are working on making good choices!&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad are hanging around the Opera and the pay us for it.  Can't beat that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-8013099322458550524?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/NnBHb3Jznyk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2009/02/checking-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-1256409240741967002</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-15T11:20:20.515-05:00</atom:updated><title>With a Vengeance!</title><description>I have not forgotten you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theatre season has started with a vengeance and it has been terribly difficult to post here.&lt;br /&gt;I barely had a day off in October and here is November half gone already.  The Ballet's first program was a nice treat and the Opera kicks off this evening with La Traviata.  The good thing is that the bank account is recovering nicely from the off-season, but I do miss having the time to post here.  I promise to keep up as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are driving us a bit crazy.  They suffer somewhat when we work too much, even though their grandparents hang out to keep an eye on them.  Report cards were not so good and the constant bickering is just too much.  We just keep plugging as any parent can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have liked to post some pictures, just to keep things going, but of course my camera died just when we got busy.  I did manage to pick up a nice Pentax at a great price from &lt;a href="http://woot.com/"&gt;Woot.com.&lt;/a&gt;  So I will leave you with this little tidbit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SR706-jLSjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ltyj8BDWdO0/s1600-h/P1010059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SR706-jLSjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ltyj8BDWdO0/s320/P1010059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268917908130187826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's my view of things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-1256409240741967002?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/SSwnLmkb9QA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/11/with-vengeance.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SR706-jLSjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ltyj8BDWdO0/s72-c/P1010059.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-4297308754422465548</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 19:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-24T15:57:09.533-04:00</atom:updated><title>Is Anyone Else Pushing Daisies?</title><description>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.abc.com/o/48be1cdab94dd22d/49022793967fc5b4/48be2f47d19ed24c/53c65536/widget.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this show.  It is wonderfully campy and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ned the pie maker (Lee Pace) has a gift.  If he touches the dead, they come back to life.  If he touches them again, they are dead for good.  If he keeps them alive for more than a minute something else has to die in their place.  He and his partner private investigator Emerson Cod (Chi McBride) have a business where Ned touches the recently deceased, asks them who killed them, then they solve the case.  Add to this Ned's dead - but no longer dead - girlfriend Chuck (Anna Friel), who he can't touch or she will be dead again, a lovelorn waitress, a couple of maiden aunts, and a poetic narrator and you have a wonderfully silly murder mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being nominated for 12 Emmy Awards in its somewhat brief first season, I was afraid it might not be able to keep up with its great beginning.  I am being pleasantly surprised!  Pushing Daisies' alternate universe is wacky, its stories are fresh and unique, and the whole thing is a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC's website has full episodes, recaps, "audio piecasts" and more where you can delve into Ned and Chuck's strange little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think they have a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-4297308754422465548?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/Bk14QSx1Isc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/10/is-anyone-else-pushing-daisies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-1860296938765224617</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-14T23:51:48.028-04:00</atom:updated><title>Where is the Rest of My Pepsi?</title><description>I went shopping yesterday as I usually do.  Coupons and lists in hand I attacked the aisles hunting down the elusive deals, seeking out the "buy 1 get 1 free" items, trying to find some type of protein that I could afford with which to fill up my bottomless pit teenager tummies.  And then on to some goodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years we have been addicted to Diet Pepsi.  OK, first it was regular Pepsi, but the expanding waistlines demanded diet.  Seven 2 liters a week was good for us, but as prices started to rise over the $1 per bottle mark we sometimes switched to Coke Zero if they were on sale.  As prices hit $1.50 and 12 packs were on sale for less per ounce we switched to cans.  Now those 2 liter bottles are $1.79, so off I headed to the 12 packs.  The shelf tag said $3.39.  Not the best price, but I could live with it.  Until I looked closer.  These were not 12 packs!  These were 8 packs!  Every Pepsi product on the shelf was an 8 pack.  What had they done with my other 4 cans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I searched out some information.  In this article in the &lt;a href="http://www.tampabay.com/news/business/retail/article841717.ece"&gt;St. Petersburg Times&lt;/a&gt; online, I found the truth.  Supposedly it is a test in Florida markets.  They think that people would prefer 8 packs because their "entry point price" is cheaper.  Next up, they think that we want 1.5 liter bottles, 12 ounce bottles and 16 ounce cans.  Um.... NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want all my cans and I don't want Pepsi to try and sneak a smaller package on me (that looks the same, by the way).  I've already seen that with Breyer's  and Edy's ice cream.  I switched to store brand on that one.  Of course the store sodas are lousy and Coke wasn't on sale.  So this week we are drinking tea and lemonade.  By the end of the week I will be dying of caffeine deprivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources say that Coke is looking into this little marketing ploy as well.  All that I can say is DON'T DO IT!  It is water, sugar or "sweetener" and caffeine.  It is already overpriced.  I mean how much can that cost anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Pepsi, give me back my cans.  I can understand a price hike now and then, but don't try and fool me.  I can count.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-1860296938765224617?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/llOZ_fH38To" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/10/where-is-rest-of-my-pepsi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-7611810546541307195</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 19:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-13T15:11:33.503-04:00</atom:updated><title>Do You Need Good News?</title><description>The news today can be very bleak.  With politics, the economy, war, crime, etc., etc. it is easy to get bogged down in a negative mind set that NOTHING good is going on in the world.  So where do you go to get a more balanced view?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1997 Geri Weis-Corbley began the &lt;a href="http://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/"&gt;Good News Network&lt;/a&gt;. Its mission "is to provide a "Daily Dose of News to Enthuse." The Good News Network is a clearinghouse for the gathering and dissemination of positive news stories from around the globe. Daily stories will confirm what we already believe — that good news itself is not in short supply; the advertising of it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is good for you.  It can help alleviate depression,  It helps inspire success, happiness and peace. It can influence your health for the better by  lessening stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good News Network works towards this by "expressing a philosophy. We believe in striving for cooperation, sustainability, generosity, and unity — and trying in our lives to love. We will share analysis of current affairs and public opinion that reflect this philosophy of optimism, because many, including well-known columnists, are optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not want to polarize with debate but unify upon common ground."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't push any political or religious views.  They don't preach about what YOU should be doing.  They just report the good news that is out there; a lot of the news the the main stream media won't publish because they don't think good news sells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want good news on business, civics, earth, family life, health, inspiration and recreation, visit the &lt;a href="http://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/"&gt;Good News Network&lt;/a&gt;.  You can also sign up for their forums, newsletter and RSS feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little good news never hurt anybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-7611810546541307195?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/6YTkxc5xQ3c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-need-good-news.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-2488497046366743617</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 16:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-07T13:10:46.062-04:00</atom:updated><title>It's October!</title><description>Goodness, how far behind can someone get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's October.  Not only that, it is a week into October.  How did that happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October is my favorite month I think.  The weather starts to turn just a little crisper.  I hear that in some places the leaves change color! (OK, everywhere but here.)  Pumpkins, lovingly carved into jack-o-lanterns. Halloween!  I love Halloween.  Wouldn't it be great if you could dress up every day and people would give you candy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will have to send the kids up to the attic soon and get all the decorations down.  We try to overdo it as much as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuWadMYzLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/REHF-PlWizk/s1600-h/PA310212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuWadMYzLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/REHF-PlWizk/s320/PA310212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254458771515165874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's a lot of fun.  And then there's Bob:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuWwc85G3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/xQAHy7quGwM/s1600-h/PA310221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuWwc85G3I/AAAAAAAAAHY/xQAHy7quGwM/s320/PA310221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254459149407296370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess you can't keep a good man down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking back a bit.  The kids have outgrown trick or treating.  Girlygirl would rather hang out with friends.  Rock Star likes to help decorate and see the neighbor kids' reactions.  But I remember how fun it was when they were little and I guess I'm having little pangs that they are growing up.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little while ago they looked like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuVTmVglrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FUSSUFAnoAs/s1600-h/DCP00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuVTmVglrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/FUSSUFAnoAs/s320/DCP00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254457554198632114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I kind of miss it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-2488497046366743617?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/NHJFVNCql3M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-october.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SOuWadMYzLI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/REHF-PlWizk/s72-c/PA310212.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-399997570514162355</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 00:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-03T20:11:42.477-04:00</atom:updated><title>How Not to Win Customers</title><description>After working a long hard day outside in 90 degree weather,  we decided to try a brand new bar and grill for dinner.  We pulled in to the parking lot and had to "make" a space for ourselves because the lot was full.  We thought this was a good sign.    We walked in and the decor was lovely.  Lots of polished wood, beautiful tile floor, classy nautical theme.  The bar and about half the tables were full, but we found a nice place to sit.  Someone brought us our menus and told us our waiter would be there shortly.  We perused the menu and liked what we saw.  It is mostly a seafood place but had chicken and salads as well.  The prices were terrific and there was even a note on the menu that "the price you see is the price you pay".  They don't add sales tax, they pay it themselves.  "Cool," we thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waiter came and took our drink order.  There was nice music coming from a DJ booth in the back.  A couple of girls got up to dance.  The chef came over and glad-handed a bit and asked if we had been helped.  It was a really nice vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty minutes later, when we still hadn't received our drinks or had our food order taken, we walked out.  On the way out, we told the chef why we were leaving and he got a kind of shocked look on his face.  It was a shame.  We don't have many nice places to get a decent bite at around here and we REALLY wanted to like the place.  I hope they get the message.  No matter how wonderful a place is, bad service will kill your business every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are home waiting on pizza.  Whoopie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-399997570514162355?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/B8OUC2kz8r8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/10/how-not-to-win-customers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-2492402951162388237</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 22:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T19:11:21.120-04:00</atom:updated><title>National Breast Cancer Awareness Month</title><description>October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month (NBCAM). Since the program began in 1985, mammography rates have more than doubled for women age 50 and older and breast cancer deaths have declined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exciting progress, but there are still women who do not take advantage of early detection at all and others who do not get screening mammograms and clinical breast exams at regular intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Women age 65 and older are less likely to get mammograms than younger women, even though breast cancer risk increases with age.&lt;br /&gt;* Hispanic women have fewer mammograms than Caucasian women and African American women.&lt;br /&gt;* Women below poverty level are less likely than women at higher incomes to have had a mammogram within the past two years.&lt;br /&gt;* Mammography use has increased for all groups except American Indians and Alaska Natives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If all women age 40 and older took advantage of early detection methods – mammography plus clinical breast exam – breast cancer death rates would drop much further, up to 30 percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The key to mammography screening is that it be done routinely – once is not enough.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information about NBCAM, please visit www.nbcam.org.  For additional information, please call one of the following toll-free numbers: American Cancer Society,&lt;br /&gt;(800) 227-2345, National Cancer Institute (NCI), (800) 4-CANCER, Y-ME National Breast Cancer Organization, (800) 221-2141.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Breast Cancer Awareness Month program is dedicated to increasing public knowledge about the importance of early detection of breast cancer. Fifteen national public service organizations, professional associations, and government agencies comprise the Board of Sponsors, who work together to ensure that the NBCAM message is heard by thousands of women and their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take care of the Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-2492402951162388237?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/waILuX0USAo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/10/national-breast-cancer-awareness-month.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-1930870060817056545</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Sep 2008 23:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-29T20:03:45.254-04:00</atom:updated><title>My Take on the Bailout</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disclaimer: I do not want this to be a political blog, but the current crisis affects us all and at this point is beyond partisan politics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoo boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So Bush's $700 billion bailout plan has failed to pass.  I don't know if this is good or bad.  That's the whole problem.  No one knows if it is good or bad.  No one knows if it will fix anything.  I do know a few things.  I know that Wall Street tanked today.  That means my pension is worth peanuts.  But I also know that JP Morgan Chase bought out Washington Mutual and Citicorp bought out Wachovia.  That means I still have a bank account.  I know that I have seen other things rushed through congress that weren't particularly good ideas, that with a little more thought might have turned out better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of people on message boards freaking out that we will all be standing in bread lines if this doesn't pass.&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of others angry that we are bailing out the rich with nothing helping the little guy.&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of little guys wondering why they should give a rat's patooty if all their neighbors lose their homes, cars, retirement funds, because they don't have any investments so they have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat.  Hoo boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no economist, except for trying to run my own household, which has held up fairly well so far.  But I do have an opinion on this.  I think it was right to fail today.  Wall Street is waiting to see what goodies they are going to get.  They don't want to sell out for 20% if they think the government will give them 80%.  But they need to face this on their own for awhile, not just be handed free money.  The worst of these banks NEED to go bankrupt and be bought out by solvent banks with better lending practices. We need to return to regulations that were put in place after the Great Depression to prevent this kind of mess.  If we just hand them the cash, nothing will change and in a few months it will all go down the toilet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type, Europe is bailing out some of their own banks.  As I already mentioned, solvent banks are buying out bad banks in this country.  We need to let that take its course.  Then see what is left, see what REALLY NEEDS bailing out, not just who wants to save their butts and their "golden parachutes".  Congress needs to go back to the table, clean up the now 110 page bill (it started out at 3 pages) and decide to do what is best for this country.  Not what is best for their buddies, not what is best for their personal accounts, not what is best for their reelection bids, but what is best for America.  We can't just stop the bleeding, we have to heal the wound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-1930870060817056545?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/RBzMZZtQGCY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-take-on-bailout.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-6523974261383556032</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-25T13:55:19.634-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Next President?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Introducing what could possibly be the next President.... of the Anime Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Anime Club is currently a student sponsored club celebrating all that Japanese cartoon stuff.&lt;br /&gt;They are attempting to be school sponsored so that they can hold fundraisers to attend conventions and such.  This involves a lot of planning and paperwork.  Part of that is showing what the club intends to do in the future.  As all of the current officers are graduating seniors, they need to show that the club could continue to function in their absence.  And so my sophomore son Rock Star has been proposed to be Club President next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SNvOcN0p68I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p1k4SpqZB78/s1600-h/IMG_3665a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SNvOcN0p68I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p1k4SpqZB78/s320/IMG_3665a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250016774772616130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks excited, doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-6523974261383556032?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/_ri3RB9PdHY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/next-president.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SNvOcN0p68I/AAAAAAAAAHA/p1k4SpqZB78/s72-c/IMG_3665a.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-4554163850686547624</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 00:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T20:41:22.732-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sheepishly Peeking at the Interim Reports</title><description>Ah, interim reports.  Love 'em, hate 'em. The kids usually hide them.  I tell you, I have smart kids.  They are just incredibly lazy when it comes to homework. Oh, it is hard to admit you are a failure at motivating your children!  And I hate to admit it, but they are not entirely truthful when it comes to homework and their grade status.  So when Rock Star said he was doing "OK", I had to assume that it meant that he might be passing a class.  So when he actually brought home his interim report and SHOWED it to us, I was stunned.  There were B's.  Lots and lots of B's!  Sure, I'd like to see A's, but from a D-F student, B's are good.  He gets a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlygirls grades weren't as good, but we know if we light a fire under her she will get it in gear and bring them up.  That kid has brought home lots of A's in the past.  But she's failing boating.  Boating?  "It's just an elective."  Arrrghhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with smart kids is that they know just how much they have to do to get by.  If they care.  If they don't care, they will find plenty of other things to do.  But after 10 years of beating my head against a wall, Rock Star seems to finally get it.  He's figured out that he wants to get somewhere and if he doesn't work, that's not going to happen.  I think he has looked at the economy and realises that working at McDonald's all his life is not going to cut it.  Girlygirl is not so tuned in yet.  She's still in instant gratification mode.  Perhaps if she SEES us give Rock Star a cookie?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-4554163850686547624?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/KHZmwK47JqE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/sheepishly-peeking-at-interim-reports.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-4374498491048709119</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 00:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-23T20:16:22.120-04:00</atom:updated><title>Black Friday Already</title><description>So I'm getting out of my funk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's good news on the Black Friday front.  While we may be pinching pennies, those teens will still want SOMETHING that either plugs in or has a battery or two for the holidays.  So you might as well try and get it on the cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://dealnews.com"&gt;dealnews&lt;/a&gt;, electronics are looking good with Ultra Mobile PC's for $199, Blue Ray players for $149 and large screen (42"+) HDTV's starting at $499.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://Blackfriday.info"&gt;Blackfriday.info&lt;/a&gt; says that Ace Hardware listed their ad in August with a GPS at $89.99 and digital picture frames at $59.99. For Dad, there's an 18volt Makita drill kit for $49.99.  These are some good deals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it's way early yet.  And there are tons more to come.  How to afford all this even at a discount?  Well, I'm saving up some premium points and should be able to pull out $100+ in gift cards, doing some surveys here and there and looking to have a garage sale to get rid of some of the &lt;STRIKE&gt;junk&lt;/STRIKE&gt; really good stuff we have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimism is good and makes you feel better.  But then so does an Amaretto Sour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-4374498491048709119?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/jmLxwXKPr-4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-im-getting-out-of-my-funk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-5569139152630120408</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Sep 2008 21:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-22T17:35:33.713-04:00</atom:updated><title>I'm in an Economic Funk</title><description>I'm afraid I'm in a funk today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been paying too much attention to politics and the economy.  It's a good thing to have knowledge, I guess. But it is still depressing.  I had to pay some bills today and make a bank deposit.  Of course the deposit wasn't bigger than the bills, so more out of our savings. I did the grocery shopping and even with coupons it was $118.  I try to keep it under $100 but it is getting harder and harder to do.  Thankfully one of our local grocery stores, Publix, has staples at a lower price all the time.  Ground beef for $1.97, milk $3.79, bread $.89.  It helps.  I used to shop Winn Dixie because they had marked down meat on Mondays.  But they stopped that about a month ago, so no bargains there.&lt;br /&gt;We don't buy a lot of "stuff".  The kids are too old for toys.  They have electronics from birthdays and Christmas so we don't spend on those.  Clothes are at the beginning of the school year and when they need them.  Hubby and I buy clothes when ours fall apart.  When we do need clothing, we hit the thrift stores first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you already buy on a "need" instead of a "want" basis, and all you see is everything going downhill, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you managing in these times?  What do you do to be frugal and pinch those pennies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few websites that I follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://Thriftyjinxy.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thriftyjinxy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; has great tips and coupon codes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://Mybargainbuddy.com"&gt;Mybargainbuddy.com&lt;/a&gt; also has codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://Hillbillyhousewife.com"&gt;Hillbillyhousewife.com&lt;/a&gt; has frugal ideas for cooking but doesn't seem to be updating the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://Frugalabundance.wordpress.com"&gt;Frugalabundance.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt; is written by the original writer of hillbillyhousewife.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you look for ideas?&lt;br /&gt;How do you keep happy about all this?  I try to be an optimistic person, but the news just slams you with more each day.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll wallow in self pity for tonight and make a good start tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-5569139152630120408?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/ijbHRJrtE8E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-in-economic-funk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-3863418556748677844</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 16:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-18T12:31:37.175-04:00</atom:updated><title>The 529 Savings Plan</title><description>The 529 Savings Plan differs from the Prepaid Plan in several ways.&lt;br /&gt;Again, different state plans have slightly different options.  The Savings Plan is essentially an investment account with tax deferment or tax-free if used for educational purposes.  Plans invest in mutual funds with a variety of static and age-based options. Like the Prepaid Plan, some states have residency requirements, others do not.  The minimum initial deposit can range from $25-$1000. Subsequent contribution minimums are usually $15-$25.  These accounts will accept contributions up to a balance of between $200,000-$300,000 depending on the plan. Many of these plans have small enrollment fees, as well as account maintenance and program management fees generally less than 1%.  There are also broker sold plans that will have higher fees, but come with the benefit of receiving advice from an experienced financial planner as opposed to doing all the homework yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Some of these programs are also linked to rewards programs such as Upromise that contribute purchase rebates to the account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These plans are more flexible than the Prepaid plans as you can contribute at will and move your investments around as you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benefits of this type of plan include the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Federal and state tax breaks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Donor control of the account&lt;br /&gt;3. You can change plans or beneficiaries frequently offering great flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;4. Generally there are no income limitations or age restrictions for the beneficiary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawbacks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Some plans will be considered against financial aid.&lt;br /&gt;2. There are penalties for non-qualified withdrawal.&lt;br /&gt;3. Treated as a gift for gift-tax purposes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-3863418556748677844?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/c_LgWwSaUBI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/529-savings-plan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-1356947436198747906</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-17T20:27:27.596-04:00</atom:updated><title>The 529 Prepaid College Plan</title><description>So here's the deal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1998, Section 529 of the Internal Revenue Service Code created certain types of educational savings plans.   These plans are operated by the state or educational institutions to help families set aside money for future educational expenses.  Every state in the union currently has at least one type of 529 plan available.  The two main types of 529 plan are the Savings Plan and the Prepaid Plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will attempt to explain the 529 Prepaid Plan today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepaid plans allow you to pay all or part of college costs in advance.  State sold prepaid plans cover costs for in-state public colleges but can usually be converted if the student wants to attend an out of state or private school. The Independent 529 plan is a separate prepaid plan that can be bought through the Tuition Plan Consortium for participating private schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several options, depending on the state, for these plans.  You can cover tuition, fees, dormitory costs and combinations of the above. You can plan for 1 year or a 2 year college or 4 year college. Generally you enroll directly into the program through the appropriate state agency. Enrollment periods vary.  Some, but not all, states have residency requirements for either the purchaser or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beneficiary&lt;/span&gt;. Payment plans can include lump sum, 5 year plan, or fixed monthly payments.  Costs vary widely depending on the length of the plan, which fees are included and the age of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beneficiary&lt;/span&gt; at the time of enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most important benefits of the prepaid plan is the ability to "lock in" the tuition rate at the time you purchase the plan.  Plans have a built in interest rate that is applied to cover the projected cost of college when the beneficiary is of age.  If the inflation rate of these costs exceeds the projected cost, your payments stay the same and the actual costs are still covered in full.  In my opinion, the peace of mind that comes from knowing you won't have to pony up more than you have budgeted for is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other benefits are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Investment growth is tax-deferred.  Payments made for the beneficiary's college costs are federally tax-free.&lt;br /&gt;2. Some states have tax benefits as well.&lt;br /&gt;3. Once you enroll, the plan takes care of itself.  The plan's assets are controlled by the plan's program manager.&lt;br /&gt;4. The plan is flexible and can usually be transferred to another beneficiary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some drawbacks do exist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Some plans can be counted against financial aid.&lt;br /&gt;2. There can be penalties for withdrawing funds from an unused plan.&lt;br /&gt;3. The plan constitutes a gift to the beneficiary as far as gift tax is concerned. However, it qualifies for the $12,000/year exclusion. You can spread this out over 5 years, effectively sheltering up to $60,000 per beneficiary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, there are literally hundreds of combinations of variables that can affect the cost and usefulness of these plans.  If you have teens and have not started saving for their educations, time is of the essence.  When comparing these plans, that needs to be taken into consideration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several websites available that show plan comparisons by state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.savingforcollege.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Savingforcollege&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;  is one that can help you with many of the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next: The 529 Savings Plan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-1356947436198747906?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/dS18IH74cpE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/529-prepaid-college-plan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-2422584910053131745</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 20:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-16T16:47:20.786-04:00</atom:updated><title>Plastered but Still Optimistic- the 529 Plan pt. 1</title><description>Well here I am covered head to toe in plaster.  We had to fix a hole in the ceiling at our rental unit.  This, after we had to get a new roof and fix the central air.  Somehow my investment property is just not paying off.  Of course I can't sell it either because the market is dead here.  Great.&lt;br /&gt;On a high note, the day the market turns around I can sell it with a new roof and fabulous central air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I don't put all my eggs in one basket.  I've got teens headed to college, you know.  How's one supposed to pay for that?  One number: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;529. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once upon a time I bought two prepaid tuition plans for my little babies.  I was laughed at by some.  Why stick all that money in there?  You could get more playing the market. (ummm....yeah.) The reason was that in my state the prepaid plan locked you in at the tuition rate when you bought the plan.  So for a mere 10 grand a piece, my kids college will be paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know college costs are on the minds of a lot of parents out there.  Even if you haven't started saving for your kids college yet, there are plans that can help.  So, I will be offering you some information as the days go on regarding what you can do to lessen the sucking sound in your savings.  But first I need to get the plaster out of my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/22607078-2422584910053131745?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/cVwmjBuLvVc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/plastered-but-still-optimistic-529-plan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-4734134316699983565</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-15T17:02:58.723-04:00</atom:updated><title>Last Minute-itis</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Welcome to Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been around all weekend, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why, at 6:30 am Monday morning do we hear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I need my syllabus signed."&lt;br /&gt;"Can you copy my project instructions?"&lt;br /&gt;"I need to print my research."&lt;br /&gt;"I need money for class pictures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did we not ask on Friday if there was anything we needed to deal with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear sometimes that the second these kids get home from school their brains drain right out their ears.  It is the proverbial "They would forget their heads if they weren't stapled to their necks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing that Mom and Dad never have anything urgent that they have to deal with so that they can spend all that last minute time, money and energy on the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is my sarcasm showing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-4734134316699983565?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/421dp_kS5x0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-minute-itis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-3555893194119999589</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 22:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-10T21:59:57.835-04:00</atom:updated><title>Lest We Forget</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOdi4lzxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aQS4D-Z8Sak/s1600-h/pentagon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOdi4lzxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aQS4D-Z8Sak/s320/pentagon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244528035560279826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/slagheap/132104730/"&gt;Pentagon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/slagheap"&gt;slagheap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:78%;" &gt;Used under a &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en"&gt;Creative Commons License&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOZdBxK-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/j1IPmkE919o/s1600-h/beacon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOZdBxK-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/j1IPmkE919o/s320/beacon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244527965268683746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sis/42575284/"&gt;NYC Twin Lights 9/11 "Tribute in Lights" Memorial 2005&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/Sister72"&gt;Sister72&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Used under a &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/deed.en"&gt;Creative Commons License&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOVI8OPqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ivv40Ecj9ow/s1600-h/ground+zero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOVI8OPqI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Ivv40Ecj9ow/s320/ground+zero.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244527891157237410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/slagheap/132112993/"&gt;WTC 9/11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/slagheap"&gt;slagheap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Used under a &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en"&gt;Creative Commons License&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOPzgYb8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JigpA-sS8dw/s1600-h/boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOPzgYb8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/JigpA-sS8dw/s320/boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244527799503974338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/foraggio/1537317195/"&gt;New York, New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/foraggio/"&gt;Foraggio Fotographic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Used under a &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/deed.en"&gt;Creative Commons License&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOJayVhhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0Hjo-vfZB-M/s1600-h/candles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOJayVhhI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0Hjo-vfZB-M/s320/candles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244527689789179410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ykjc9/2845447539//"&gt;September 11 / prayer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ykjc9/"&gt;[paumelia]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Used under a &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0/deed.en"&gt;Creative Commons License&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-3555893194119999589?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/497Qin-ATps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/lest-we-forget.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mQaX9kubheM/SMhOdi4lzxI/AAAAAAAAAG4/aQS4D-Z8Sak/s72-c/pentagon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-5577605123043595012</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 18:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-10T14:15:48.616-04:00</atom:updated><title>Big News About the Littlest Things</title><description>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11304375@N07/2046228644/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2326/2046228644_05507000b3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11304375@N07/2046228644/"&gt;The Large Hadron Collider/ATLAS at CERN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/11304375@N07/"&gt;Image Editor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used under a &lt;a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/deed.en"&gt;Creative Commons License&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At the European Organisation for Nuclear Research, on the outskirts of Geneva, scientists have started the Large Hadron Collider, a huge particle smashing machine meant to recreate the conditions of the Big Bang.  Scientist hope to learn more about why particles have mass, dark matter and whether there are hidden dimensions in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;There have been some obstacles to the 27km long, $9 billion dollar machine.  Due to the complexity of manufacturing, the start and completion dates were pushed back 2 years and construction costs ended up being 25% higher than the 1996 budget.  In March, a lawsuit was filed attempting to stop the experiment until it could be proved that the LHC would be safe.  What were they afraid of ?  That the LHC would create tiny black holes that would suck us into them and destroy us all.  Scientists were more afraid of technical glitches or electronic failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today the LHC came to life.  Scientists applauded as they sent particle beams in both directions through the machines chamber.  Now the fun begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things they wish to accomplish is to prove or disprove the existence of Higgs boson particles.  While proposed in 1964 by Scottish scientist Peter Higgs, it has never been observed.  It is thought to give mass to matter.  Scientists are a funny bunch, though.  Dr Aldo Saavedra, a particle physicist at the University of Sydney has been toward this experiment for 10 years. In the scientific community it would define his career.  Yet, he'd rather find something else.&lt;br /&gt;"It's not much fun if you actually go and look for something that theories have been predicting for the last 10 years," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even British astrophysicist Stephen Hawking is looking for more of a challenge.  He has bet $100 that the LHC will not find the Higgs boson.&lt;br /&gt;"I think it will be much more exciting if we don't find the Higgs. That will show something is wrong, and we need to think again," Professor Hawking said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those scientists are wacky that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-5577605123043595012?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/pUt3l6TKvRk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-news-about-littlest-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2326/2046228644_05507000b3_t.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-6860359614397195617</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 09:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-09T05:31:17.975-04:00</atom:updated><title>Everybody Sing!</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I sang the Lord’s Prayer on Sunday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sang a few other things too, but specifically the Lord’s Prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I hadn’t been to church in awhile. I work a lot of Sundays (and I had a nasty sinus infection for MONTHS so I couldn’t sing anyway), but I had this Sunday off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I got to sing the Lord’s Prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I like to sing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve been singing since I was 5. I sang in the church choir as a kid.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sang in junior high choir. I sang in college.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sing in the car.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sometimes sing around the house.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sing show tunes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sing the blues sometimes. I sing “&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Paradise&lt;/st1:place&gt; by the Dashboard Light”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I definitely sang lullabies back in the day. But on Sunday, I sang the Lord’s Prayer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;If you ask Rock Star, he will tell you that I rarely sing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you ask Girlygirl, she will tell you that I sing ALL THE TIME.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(Hubby will say “I don’t know.”  He's noncommittal that way.)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m not sure why the difference. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;On Sunday, when we got out of church, Girlygirl commented that when I sang the Lord’s Prayer, I had a “&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;Victoria&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s look” on my face.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, “That’s because I know her secret!” ( I like to weird my kids out that way.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Huh?  Oh.  No.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh, you meant “victorious look”!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;I suppose that I may have.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;See, when I open my mouth, I am really not sure what is going to come out!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I hadn’t sung in awhile, so I wasn’t too sure of myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But my voice was there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s the one true gift I have. I’d forgotten that, because I hadn’t sung in so long. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Everything else in my life, I have had to work at.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But my voice is a gift.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And because he gave it to me, I feel the need to give it back.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;“For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my voice,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as long as you give it to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;It makes me cry sometimes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I’m not a devout Christian.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m quite liberal. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I get there when I can. It means a lot to me deeply, though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you aren’t Christian, that’s perfectly OK with me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You should sing anyway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At the very least in the shower or something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;According to a German study, singing is good for you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It releases endorphins that make you feel good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It makes you exercise your lungs and abdominal muscles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It boosts your immune system and increases your oxygen intake.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s aerobic!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s my kind of exercise!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;So sing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sing when you enjoy it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sing when it embarrasses your children.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Find someone your age and sing songs from the 70’s or the 80’s.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know, from “back in the day”. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m going to sing something today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t know what yet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-6860359614397195617?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/YYmcg5-yfss" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/everybody-sing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-1668929800647746610</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 11:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-08T07:49:28.015-04:00</atom:updated><title>Zen and the Art of the One Word Conversation</title><description>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;We don't talk much here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hubby and I can sit around for days without saying more than a few words to each other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It's not that we don't communicate, it's just that we are always so much on the same wavelength that it isn't necessary.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our friends think we're strange, as they have overheard some of our abbreviated conversations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Such as, on break at work:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do have extra tickets."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Book the hotel for Friday and Saturday."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;The real gist of this dialogue was to surprise the kids with a weekend trip to Disney over the Thanksgiving holidays last year.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was completely spur of the moment and had nothing to do with anything else that was going on at the time, but WE knew what we were talking about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;This really doesn't bother me at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, in May, my mother was spending time at our house recovering from knee surgery as we have a more open floor plan than she does.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was stunned at how much she and Dad talk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, all the time!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It wore me out. I have learned to relish the peace and quiet of our relationship.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;That said, I don't want my kids to get into the popular teen habit of the one word conversation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;"How was school today?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meh."&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(OK, that doesn't even count as a word, really.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;"What would you like for dinner?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;"It's your turn to do the dishes."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eye roll and heavy sigh*&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(No word there either.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;So I make it a point to have conversations, with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Girlygirl tends to talk a lot in the car, so I’ll drag her to the store to see what is going on in her life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Rock Star tends to spill his guts in the hot tub. (Not literally, Ewww…).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s a lot of prattle about Skittles dying her hair blue and not being able to play anything but Halo on the server. But I listen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hope here is that when there is a real problem in their lives they won’t just tell me “Meh.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-1668929800647746610?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/3tfABDwdoUY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/zen-and-art-of-one-word-conversation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-7115983934095460008</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 19:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T15:10:21.940-04:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday is Grandparent's Day</title><description>In 1970, a West Virginia housewife named Marion McQuaid decided that America should set aside a day to encourage people to visit their elderly relatives.  With help from her husband, Joseph, Senator Jennings Randolph (D-WV) and many grassroots supporters, the first Grandparents Day was proclaimed in 1973 in West Virginia by Governor Arch Moore. In 1978, legislation for a National Grandparent's Day was passed by the United States Congress and signed by President Jimmy Carter.  It was decided that the holiday would be the first Sunday after Labor Day.  September was chosen to signify the "autumn years" of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three purposes for National Grandparents Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To honor grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;2. To give grandparents an opportunity to show&lt;br /&gt;    love for their children's children.&lt;br /&gt;3. To help children become aware of the strength,&lt;br /&gt;    information and guidance older people can offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful idea.  Children tend to have an innate sense of the value of grandparents.  Grandparents tend to dote on the little ones and much love is shared by all. I loved listening to my Nana's stories when I was little.  Her experiences of the 1917 flu epidemic, her years picking cotton and running moonshine, being tied to a tree after their house blew away in the 1926 hurricane were all very exciting and special to me. I loved looking at her "flapper" pictures and seeing her as a young girl and woman. She taught me to crochet and made me grilled cheese sandwiches.  She passed away when I was 13.  I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow older, I think we tend to grow away from the elderly. We get involved with our own lives and forget the relevance of what they went through in their lives.  Our technology passes many of them by and it becomes a chore to keep in touch with people that don't email and text message. We move away and don't call as much as we should.  Many of the elderly languish in nursing homes, forgotten by their own family and friends.  Grandparents Day reminds us to bridge those gaps and reach out to the elderly and bring them back into our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that it is especially important to get our teens involved with their grandparents.  Heck, a lot of teens don't even want to be involved with their parents!  Grandparents seem so OLD and out of touch. Luckily my children are involved with their grandparents.  My parents have always been their babysitters.  We go to church together and speak nearly every day.  Still, as the kids have gotten older, I see that they kind of write Nana and Grampa off on occasion and would rather be doing their own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Sunday, we will work on that.  We will go to church, then take my parents out to dinner.  I will make a point to get my kids involved in conversation and remind them of the value of their grandparents.  They really aren't THAT out of touch with the world.  Heck, Mom's a computer guru.  Maybe she can help Rock Star catch up in that new Web Design class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans?  For ideas visit the &lt;a href="http://www.grandparents-day.com/"&gt;Official National Grandparent's Day home page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-7115983934095460008?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/NnYbc6zCrXU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-is-grandparents-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22607078.post-4180285106056424464</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-04T12:32:01.163-04:00</atom:updated><title>Fighting For the Rock Star's education.  Pt. 3</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not heard anything about Rock Star's schedule change, I called the school again.  I was put on hold for 10 minutes, hung up and called again.  They hung up on me.  Whoever mans the phones in the guidance office don't seem to be too bright.  I called again, bypassing the guidance receptionist, going straight to the main operator and directly to Rock Star's counselor.&lt;br /&gt;She, of course, had never received my message with Rock Star's alternate choices.  Go figure.  We had a little chat and it turns out that there was suddenly an opening in Web Design 1.  She immediately transferred him to the class, stating that it was a bit of a competition between counselors at this point to get kids into the classes they want.  She also told me that they were dissolving the reading class altogether so they were going to have to change all the kids' classes anyway.  I just managed to get Rock Star taken care of first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked me if there was a way I could contact Rock Star before she could - if I could maybe text him.  I told her no as I have disabled text on his phone and he doesn't have it on in school anyway.  "Oh," she says, "He's a GOOD kid." &lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock Star came home and I asked if he had his schedule change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are canceling the class and sent us all to band."&lt;br /&gt;"No, you have Web Design!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yay!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it is all official.  I checked his schedule online and it is now correct.  Oh the hoops we have to jump through with the high school bureaucracy!  Persistence is key in these battles. But now, all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a big hug and a DQ Blizzard as a thank you. &lt;br /&gt;I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22607078-4180285106056424464?l=operalobster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/OperaLobster/~4/Zw1QHIfh7xo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://operalobster.blogspot.com/2008/09/fighting-for-rock-stars-education-pt-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Angela)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>

