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(Yes, the turkey has survived several Thanksgivings and is living quite happily on a farm where no one is planning to eat him. I hear he has a girlfriend.)&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/7299478395973823447-5004288842909243497?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/RAqmmdpPUmk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/RAqmmdpPUmk/thanksgiving-in-cinquain.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvlyYaRbQ_I/AAAAAAAADkU/6mtB6zFIpjY/s72-c/turkey_edit.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-in-cinquain.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-1196548734404608998</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T07:05:56.088-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfectly poetical tuesdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Perfectly Poetical: Cinquain</title><description>&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SdtvbfXMEpI/AAAAAAAADEc/196rrNsEhVs/s800/perfectlypoetical_med.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/boldavenue/LSLButtons?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;LSL Buttons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Perfectly Poetical Tuesday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today's style: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cinquain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coming 12/8/09: &lt;/span&gt; Couplet (it's a busy time of year, so just 2 lines!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-poetical-relaunched.html"&gt;What is PerPoTues and how can I play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;This month's style is one you may not be familiar with, but it should be a piece of cake! &lt;a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/27864/data/cyoc/poetry2.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to write a simple cinquain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doesn't rhyme&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st line is 1 word (which is also the title).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd line is 2 words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3rd line is 3 words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4th line is 4 words.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;5th (last) line is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;As always, the topic is up to you. Write about the kind of thing you would normally blog about - food, family, random things that happen - or about Thanksgiving or about whatever you'd like. Have fun and remember to link your post to this one! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited to add: I thought an example would be good, so I took 10 minutes and wrote this &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-in-cinquain.html"&gt;Thanksgiving-themed cinquain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/27864/data/cyoc/poetry2.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=boldavenue&amp;amp;postid=10Nov2009"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-1196548734404608998?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/BxxqhRjQ_fA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/BxxqhRjQ_fA/perfectly-poetical-cinquain.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SdtvbfXMEpI/AAAAAAAADEc/196rrNsEhVs/s72-c/perfectlypoetical_med.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/perfectly-poetical-cinquain.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-5143599418471890404</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 18:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T11:31:27.879-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">things that don't work</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tech</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">being prepared</category><title>Failure to connect - part 2</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/seandreilinger/305519653/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvRnCETsnsI/AAAAAAAADjc/nsbvXGtQ-8w/s400/cellphoneevolution.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401055138337824450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pre-cellphonial Era&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/boldavenue/statuses/5406089508"&gt;back to the question&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What did we do before cell phones were so commonplace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I had a cell phone, I had a purple pager clipped into the pocket of my overalls. (Which I may have sometimes worn with one strap undone, hanging down the back.) (C'mon! It was the 90's, people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back then - and even before my pager days - you always kept a quarter with you for the pay phone. When you called a friend, you called a land line (although you never thought of it that way - it was just a phone) that went to their family's house. If your friend wasn't home, you might have to leave a message on the family's answering machine or with her little brother, or you might get a busy signal and have to try again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jfraissi/3813943806/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvRnwHLninI/AAAAAAAADjk/EVWVwGFFkJA/s400/onthephone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401055929383225970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phonelessness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my cell phone at home went to Spain for my study abroad program in 2003, since I knew it wouldn't work in Europe. Some of my friends made the same choice, and not having a phone at the ready was definitely an adjustment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans were not so fluid. None of this "just call me when you're on the way" stuff. You set a time and place in advance and had to stick to it. We made a bigger effort to be early or on time, since there was no updating a waiting friend on your status, if the bus was running late or something. And if you were the one waiting...you just waited. There was no contacting the person directly to find out where they were. You just stuck around, wondering where they were, wondering if they'd come, second guessing whether you and the meeting place right or if they could be waiting for you at that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other &lt;/span&gt;cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ableman/1884813924/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvRoGJnX_1I/AAAAAAAADj0/Po21TJjPnhg/s400/phoneseverywhere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401056307993640786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phondependence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.t-mobile.com/t5/T-Mobile-General/Service-Disruption-Discussion-Updated-11-04-2009-3-30-PM-PST/td-p/244152"&gt;T-Mobile's outage&lt;/a&gt; at a &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/failure-to-connect-part-1.html"&gt;superinconvenient time on Tuesday&lt;/a&gt; made me think some more about the way we use - and rely on - cell phones. I'm not saying we should stop. But maybe it's a good idea to not assume we'll be able to get in contact with someone at any moment. Think about the chaos that follows when a company's email is out of commission. Or how users of Twitter/Facebook/etc. are at a loss when their service of choice goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/failure-to-connect-part-1.html"&gt;other night,&lt;/a&gt; I wanted to keep things flexible, because there were a number of unknowns - how long the train ride would take, when others would arrive, how ticketing would work, if I was going to do a &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/boldavenue/statuses/5406089508"&gt;contest&lt;/a&gt; for my unused tickets, if and when I was going to get something to eat beforehand. But I could've made a decision. I could've said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be in this place at this time. And here's the backup plan, if something doesn't work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always good to have a backup plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/artolog/1693491849/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvRnwLvugjI/AAAAAAAADjs/tIJ7g0Xntqw/s400/artsharkattack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401055930608419378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phontingency plans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should be more firm in my commitments as a general rule. Maybe I should make sure that I have other contact information for the people I usually connect with via Twitter. Maybe I should double check that the important emails I sent are received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should do less assuming and more backup planning. Or maybe the cell phone should be the backup and not the plan. Any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1) by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/seandreilinger/" title=""&gt;sean dreilinger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2) by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jfraissi/" title=""&gt;John Fraissinet&lt;/a&gt;                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3) by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ableman/" title=""&gt;Scott Ableman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4) by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/artolog/" title=""&gt;artolog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-5143599418471890404?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/HkBM_38hn7o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/HkBM_38hn7o/failure-to-connect-part-2.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvRnCETsnsI/AAAAAAAADjc/nsbvXGtQ-8w/s72-c/cellphoneevolution.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/failure-to-connect-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-1912697732818224943</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 00:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T17:31:50.911-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">activities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">tech</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arizona</category><title>Failure to connect - part 1</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvIV35-dLeI/AAAAAAAADi8/48zZ7y8Hks0/s1600-h/meatignite5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvIV35-dLeI/AAAAAAAADi8/48zZ7y8Hks0/s400/meatignite5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400402953370414562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Network Error&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making plans to meet up with people at &lt;a href="http://www.ignite-phoenix.org/"&gt;Ignite Phoenix&lt;/a&gt; last night was a bit of a challenge since everyone was coming from different directions, and I was taking the &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2008/12/season-of-light-rail.html"&gt;light rail&lt;/a&gt; and walking. So I told everyone I'd be there around 5:00 and to call me when they got there. I commented to my friend &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rebekahlsanders"&gt;Rebekah&lt;/a&gt;, "what did we ever do before cell phones?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing was that about 5pm my phone randomly stopped being able to make or receive calls and texts, even though the bill had been paid and the signal was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't hear from the person calling to say she'd be late or the person calling to say she'd be early or the person that was there somewhere but I never did find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had let the Hubs know I was on the train, but couldn't tell him that I'd made it to my destination. I also didn't know he'd run into his own problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transportation Glitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignite had been on the calendar for months, but I don't think we thought about that when we signed up to lead a &lt;a href="http://sovgracechurch.com/classes.html"&gt;Life 101 discussion group&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://sovgracechurch.com/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dealt with the schedule conflict by deciding I'd go to Ignite, leaving the car for the Hubs at his work, and he'd drive to Life 101. Would've worked just fine - had the Hubs remembered his car keys. I may have been able to help - had my phone been working. He must've sent me the text that began with "Transportation glitch! Forgot my car key. :P" about 6pm, but I didn't get it - or his other texts - until 8:30. (Which was very confusing!) His voicemails didn't come through until much later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, it all got worked out - with a little help from our friends. &lt;a href="http://makingfoodeatingfood.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chanelle&lt;/a&gt; ran me home, so I could try to locate my husband. Dale gave him a ride to church and back home.  He took the light rail to work this morning, and,  yep, the car was still there. So it all turned out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously bad timing for a network outage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was originally part of a post that was so long I decided to break it up. Part 2 is about the reliance on cell phones that this an example of, and it's coming up Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tysoncrosbie/" title=""&gt;tysoncrosbie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. And, yep, that's me in the back. You'll recognize the &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/boldavenue.212358302"&gt;Heart tee&lt;/a&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/search/?q=ignitephx&amp;amp;s=rec"&gt;More photos from Ignite.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-1912697732818224943?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/P0eXBFcJuTw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/P0eXBFcJuTw/failure-to-connect-part-1.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SvIV35-dLeI/AAAAAAAADi8/48zZ7y8Hks0/s72-c/meatignite5.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/11/failure-to-connect-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-5060019584519927670</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T06:00:03.710-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">free</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pregnancy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>There's a bus for everything</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StJ9l4nUhPI/AAAAAAAADiU/qLMkc09HYX8/s1600-h/ultrasoundbus_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StJ9l4nUhPI/AAAAAAAADiU/qLMkc09HYX8/s400/ultrasoundbus_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391509793721844978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home the other day to a flier on my door for this free ultrasound bus. Interesting concept, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, interesting that they fliered my door for a mobile unit that was parked kinda far from my house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-5060019584519927670?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/8-0P17trcmI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/8-0P17trcmI/theres-bus-for-everything.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StJ9l4nUhPI/AAAAAAAADiU/qLMkc09HYX8/s72-c/ultrasoundbus_0002.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-bus-for-everything.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-2259325661188945313</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T06:00:10.031-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">activities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">traditions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">health and safety</category><title>Sweet tricks for beating the treats</title><description>I thought these were some good tips for making Halloween a little healthier. They originally came from Shauna Johnson of  &lt;a href="http://www.wellspringacademies.com/"&gt;Wellspring Academies&lt;/a&gt;, and I paraphrased a bit (of course)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wait to buy your candy&lt;/span&gt; - Procrastination can be a good thing sometimes. And if you're worried about snacking on all that candy around the house, don't keep it around the house. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plan your own activity&lt;/span&gt; - Two words: corn maze. You're still getting some walking done, but you're not collecting piles of sugary badness at the same time. If skipping the candy altogether doesn't fly with your kids, just hit up a few houses and then move on to another activity. Or go to a party or fall festival where there'll be treats, but they won't be the whole focus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ration the amount of candy eaten afterwards&lt;/span&gt; - Just because you collected it all on Halloween night doesn't mean you have to eat it all on Halloween night. Make it last! The trick is to treat yourself to sweets without overeating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What do you think? Could this work for you? Do you have other ways of combating the sugar or keeping things healthy on Halloween?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-2259325661188945313?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/pfI-OBdeK_I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/pfI-OBdeK_I/sweet-tricks-for-beating-treats.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweet-tricks-for-beating-treats.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-8370303154864582252</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-23T14:09:02.180-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">marriage</category><title>Five years</title><description>Five years ago today, the love of my life and I were on our honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this entry posts, we should be just back from our anniversary trip back to Sedona. I admit I'm writing this ahead of time, because I can't sleep, I'm feeling reflective, and I know it always takes me awhile to get back to the blog when I've been out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Five years. Not a long time, really, in the grand scheme of things. But already we've gone through a few different seasons together. We've lived 2 different places. The Hubs has worked in 5 different positions for 2 different companies. I started a business, worked 2 other places, then took the business full time. We've traveled together to California, Pennsylvania and Indiana, as well as to Peru, Mexico and Bolivia. Within our families and circle of friends there have been births, deaths, marriages, engagements, moves and life transitions. The brother-in-law who joined the Navy when we were dating has served his full commitment with the military. The cousin who started college when we were engaged is halfway through law school. The nephew who was months from being born when we got married will start kindergarten next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So five years is something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the kinds of changes that require updating the address book or adding photos to the album, there have been other, less tangible - but still very real - changes. Things we used to fight about that we look back on and laugh. Things we understand about each other. The way we communicate. The ways we've grown. The way we show love. Maybe we show love better, because we love more. I know that just when I think I love him so much my heart will burst, a new day begins, and I see him next to me and love him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cafepress.com/boldavenue.370782319"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Stbw_tJPHPI/AAAAAAAADik/4pUzsCZyKsQ/s320/mushy_tee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392762581063507186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok. I got it. I'll quit with the mushy stuff. But, seriously, if there's something worth being mushy about, isn't it this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy five years, sweetheart! I wouldn't trade them for anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-8370303154864582252?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/MWuaa7Xu66w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/MWuaa7Xu66w/five-years.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Stbw_tJPHPI/AAAAAAAADik/4pUzsCZyKsQ/s72-c/mushy_tee.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/five-years.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-8130818206663171663</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 11:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T04:04:26.298-07:00</atom:updated><title>Overheard while camping</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/St2ZOgq22eI/AAAAAAAADis/-t25kS6CYYM/s1600-h/IMG00387-766299.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/St2ZOgq22eI/AAAAAAAADis/-t25kS6CYYM/s320/IMG00387-766299.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394636403226630626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;While camping, I overheard a father at a nearby campsite call his daughter over in that you&amp;#39;re-in-trouble voice all parents must have. I have to admit, I was curious, since the two kids in that family seemed like the best-behaved in the campground. The girl who was about to get lectured had been quietly poking at the ground (or maybe some ants) with a stick when she got called over.&lt;p&gt;It wasn&amp;#39;t hard to hear the father&amp;#39;s exasperated tone as he told her - as if for the thousandth time - &amp;quot;Quit. Playing. In. The. Dirt.&amp;quot;   &lt;p&gt;Of course I don&amp;#39;t know the whole story here. But it does beg the question: If you can&amp;#39;t play in the dirt when you&amp;#39;re camping, what&amp;#39;s the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-8130818206663171663?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/rOKU2TOYBjw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/rOKU2TOYBjw/overheard-while-camping.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/St2ZOgq22eI/AAAAAAAADis/-t25kS6CYYM/s72-c/IMG00387-766299.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/overheard-while-camping.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-540857637104776522</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T06:00:01.831-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nature</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogactionday</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">making a difference</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">environment</category><title>Climate change: we're asking the wrong question</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StEMJDLor3I/AAAAAAAADiM/pCYayfrghgg/s1600-h/stormy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StEMJDLor3I/AAAAAAAADiM/pCYayfrghgg/s400/stormy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391103578551660402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read stuff on why it's clear that the Earth's climate is definitely changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've read stuff on why it's clear the Earth's climate is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definitely not&lt;/span&gt; changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've read stuff on why the Earth's climate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may be&lt;/span&gt; changing, but it's a natural cycle not caused by human actions and nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that we (as in, all of humanity) don't know as much as we think we know. We don't know why gravity works or what's in most of the ocean or why dogs wag their tails when they're happy. And I don't think we've got the climate all figured out, so I'm kind of a climate change agnostic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SVhPLTqCAJI/AAAAAAAACkA/s1IJKOA3uZo/s800/tempelake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SVhPLTqCAJI/AAAAAAAACkA/s1IJKOA3uZo/s800/tempelake.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what else I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're asking the wrong question. Don't misunderstand: I'm glad that there are scientists and experts out there studying whether our planet is getting warmer or colder or staying the same and why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, regardless of their findings, when it comes to &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-role-on-earth-guests-renters.html"&gt;taking good care of this planet we live on&lt;/a&gt;, most of us could do better. We (as in, probably you reading this and definitely me) have room to improve in the way we manage our own resources - saving energy or driving less often or reducing the amount of stuff we throw out each week. And doesn't making things better globally almost always start with &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-where-i-get-all-old-skool.html"&gt;individual choices&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, instead of arguing about climate change, we focused on changing our own habits? What if we stopped wasting time debating minutiae and started finding ways to be less wasteful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how you answer the question &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is climate change man-made?&lt;/span&gt; don't let that keep you from asking yourself: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What changes am I making?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogactionday.org/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogactionday.org/imgs/badges/bad-180-150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos by me.&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/7299478395973823447-540857637104776522?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/-qyKCv_5BGg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/-qyKCv_5BGg/climate-change-were-asking-wrong.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StEMJDLor3I/AAAAAAAADiM/pCYayfrghgg/s72-c/stormy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/climate-change-were-asking-wrong.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-6800931045629336449</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 08:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T02:02:06.382-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">making a difference</category><title>Update on how to give to Gabriella Vega</title><description>For those of you who wanted to help the &lt;a href="http://listeningthruthenoise.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vega family&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/giving-from-heart.html"&gt;who I told you about on Monday&lt;/a&gt;), there's been a change in procedure. &lt;a href="http://sortacrunchy.typepad.com/sortacrunchy/2009/10/ready-set-go-bless-the-vega-family.html"&gt;This post on SortaCrunchy&lt;/a&gt; will fill you in on everything - including a link where you can donate via &lt;a href="http://www.chipin.com/"&gt;ChipIn&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday (10/16)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella is due to be released Friday from Phoenix Children's Hospital, and I hope &lt;a href="http://sortacrunchy.typepad.com/sortacrunchy/2009/10/ready-set-go-bless-the-vega-family.html"&gt;this group gift &lt;/a&gt;can bless her family by taking care of some of their expenses through the next stage of her recovery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-6800931045629336449?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/6X6awVrd7FY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/6X6awVrd7FY/update-on-how-to-give-to-gabriella-vega.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-on-how-to-give-to-gabriella-vega.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-802619298569681724</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T00:04:48.176-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfectly poetical tuesdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Perfectly Poetical: Poe</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StQbIDQkf-I/AAAAAAAADic/7XHFIJcTht8/s1600-h/raven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StQbIDQkf-I/AAAAAAAADic/7XHFIJcTht8/s400/raven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391964478997037026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the second Tuesday of October, do you know what that means? Time for Perfectly Poetical Tuesday: Poe edition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are some ideas for getting in touch with your Poe-tic muse on &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/putting-poe-back-in-poetry.html"&gt;Saturday's post&lt;/a&gt;. Poe wrote in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poe#Literary_style_and_themes"&gt;several styles&lt;/a&gt;. Write a poem in the spirit of one of them, and have fun! And don't forget to link to this post and leave your link and comment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As always, the topic of your poem is up to you. You can also decide whether your poem will be scary, funny, touching or - something else entirely. My post will be up later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today's style:&lt;/span&gt; Edgar Allen Poe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coming 11/10/09: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://library.thinkquest.org/27864/data/cyoc/poetry2.html"&gt;Cinquain&lt;/a&gt; (don't be scared - it's only 5 lines and doesn't rhyme! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-poetical-relaunched.html"&gt;What is PerPoTues and how can I play?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/pagedooley/2787381665/" title=""&gt;kevindooley&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=boldavenue&amp;amp;postid=13Oct2009"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-802619298569681724?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/s2rJuHQeFjI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/s2rJuHQeFjI/perfectly-poetical-poe.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StQbIDQkf-I/AAAAAAAADic/7XHFIJcTht8/s72-c/raven.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/perfectly-poetical-poe.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-1374754768361194783</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T00:15:28.895-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">making a difference</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arizona</category><title>Giving from the heart</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDcwjcp_xI/AAAAAAAADhk/G69N9bR6doc/s1600-h/waitingroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDcwjcp_xI/AAAAAAAADhk/G69N9bR6doc/s400/waitingroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391051480669749010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through &lt;a href="http://sortacrunchy.typepad.com/"&gt;Megan at SortaCrunchy&lt;/a&gt;, I heard a story that broke my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://listeningthruthenoise.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-exactly-is-wrong-with-babygirl.html"&gt;Gabriella Vega has a rare heart disease&lt;/a&gt; called  &lt;a href="http://www.americanheart.org/downloadable/heart/1181919434962Restrictive%20Cardiomyopathy_2007.pdf"&gt;Restrictive Cardiomyopathy&lt;/a&gt; and was awaiting a transplant, when &lt;a href="http://listeningthruthenoise.blogspot.com/2009/09/gabriella-had-stroke.html"&gt;she had a stroke&lt;/a&gt;. She's now undergoing physical and speech therapy to recover. And she's 4 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, her family is staying at Phoenix Children's Hospital Ronald MacDonald House, and, as you can imagine, expenses - for their stay, as well as for Gabriella's medical treatment - are mounting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the compassionate soul she is, Megan &lt;a href="http://sortacrunchy.typepad.com/sortacrunchy/2009/09/abudance-of-gratitude-more-of-the-1000-gifts.html"&gt;decided to do something&lt;/a&gt; to help, and you can join in too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She organized a raffle to raise money for the Vega family. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purchase a ticket &lt;/span&gt;(or two or ten) for a chance to win a fabulous prize (maybe an adorable Frog Organic Kids T-Shirt) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you are helping out this family&lt;/span&gt; who is going through a situation I can't even imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDcxEa75fI/AAAAAAAADhs/l7Vom0u7J0M/s1600-h/frogorgkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDcxEa75fI/AAAAAAAADhs/l7Vom0u7J0M/s400/frogorgkids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391051489520903666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raffle goes today through Thursday evening (10/15). So spread the word and buy your ticket(s) soon! And pray for Gabriella and her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt; I realized I forgot to link directly to the raffle, which (as it turns out) is just as well, because there has been a &lt;a href="http://sortacrunchy.typepad.com/sortacrunchy/2009/10/change-of-plans.html"&gt;change of plans&lt;/a&gt;. The way the donating was setup is not working out due to some PayPal lameness. So. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To give to the Vega family,&lt;/span&gt; email sortacrunchy at gmail dot com. Megan will give you information on how you can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 1 by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vonkinder/" title=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;vonKinder.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo 2 from &lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/boldavenue"&gt;Bold Avenue shop&lt;/a&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/7299478395973823447-1374754768361194783?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/LyV3t51vKXo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/LyV3t51vKXo/giving-from-heart.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDcwjcp_xI/AAAAAAAADhk/G69N9bR6doc/s72-c/waitingroom.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/giving-from-heart.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-900553890277334277</guid><pubDate>Sat, 10 Oct 2009 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T11:31:38.642-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfectly poetical tuesdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Putting the Poe back in Poetry!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDRF_h2DzI/AAAAAAAADhc/mcDD0wxNdxw/s1600-h/Edgar_Allan_Poe_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDRF_h2DzI/AAAAAAAADhc/mcDD0wxNdxw/s320/Edgar_Allan_Poe_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391038654845423410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I mentioned on Twitter that I was trying to choose a PerPoTues style for October, Jen from &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SdtvbfXMEpI/AAAAAAAADEc/196rrNsEhVs/s800/perfectlypoetical_med.gif"&gt;Bookworm on a Mission&lt;/a&gt; suggested "something halloweeny" and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bwJen/status/3831713872"&gt;heartily approved&lt;/a&gt; the idea for a Poe-inspired theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, I'm not much into scary or Halloweeny stuff. But, for some reason, I can really appreciate Edgar Allen Poe. Even the creepy stuff. Maybe it's because it's not about being scary just for the sake of scary. Maybe you have your own theories. But, since I want to start blogging more frequently, I'm going to (attempt to) stop spending insane amounts of time dwelling on unimportant details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for this month's &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-poetical-relaunched.html"&gt;PerPoTues&lt;/a&gt; (which is this coming Tuesday - already!) is Edgar Allen Poe. Kinda like that one time &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/04/perfectly-poetical-dr-seuss.html"&gt;it was Dr. Seuss&lt;/a&gt;. Only not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ways to Poe-ize your poem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gothic_fiction" title="gothic" target="_blank"&gt;gothic&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk about your life - with an unexpected twist. (Were you horrified to find the glasses you'd searched the house for were on your head all along?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parody one of &lt;a href="http://poe-raven.wikispaces.com/Poems" title="Poe's poems" target="_blank"&gt;Poe's poems&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use the refrain "nevermore."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Be creative, have fun, and check out the &lt;a href="http://poe-raven.wikispaces.com/"&gt;Poe Wiki&lt;/a&gt; for inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, you did hear that right about me posting more frequently. In fact, please come back Monday - there's something going on besides PerPoTues next week I'd really like to tell you about then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-900553890277334277?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/pgrQetIVV9w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/pgrQetIVV9w/putting-poe-back-in-poetry.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/StDRF_h2DzI/AAAAAAAADhc/mcDD0wxNdxw/s72-c/Edgar_Allan_Poe_2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/10/putting-poe-back-in-poetry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-945902812867969000</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 05:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-16T22:41:09.979-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">DIY</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">activities</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">environment</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">toys</category><title>Playing with dough</title><description>It's almost too late for me to tell you this...today is National Play Doh Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHGmXVonTI/AAAAAAAADhM/48Yw6HcUv3w/s1600-h/playdohgirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHGmXVonTI/AAAAAAAADhM/48Yw6HcUv3w/s400/playdohgirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382301392086539570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment, let's forget the impossibility of removing it from the carpet and focus on the good times. Because I don't think it's (ever) too late to celebrate the fun that is little fingers squishing colorful dough, rolling snakes, making "food" and inviting you to eat some, and then smashing it flat and starting over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to be &lt;a href="http://www.hasbro.com/playdoh/en_US/"&gt;the brand-name kind&lt;/a&gt;, either. You can make your own. (If you're brave, check out Julie Finn's&lt;a href="http://ecochildsplay.com/2009/07/30/play-dough-eight-ways-sawdust-dough/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link: Play Dough Eight Ways: Sawdust Dough"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Play Dough Eight Ways,&lt;/a&gt; the first of which is &lt;a href="http://ecochildsplay.com/2009/07/30/play-dough-eight-ways-sawdust-dough/" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link: Play Dough Eight Ways: Sawdust Dough"&gt;Sawdust Dough&lt;/a&gt;!) Or you can get an alternative like &lt;a href="http://www.organicfundough.com/"&gt;Miss Brittany's Organic Preschool Fun Dough&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHDk9HK7-I/AAAAAAAADhE/Xix9BOqcKu0/s1600-h/fundough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHDk9HK7-I/AAAAAAAADhE/Xix9BOqcKu0/s400/fundough.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382298069331800034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing is providing an outlet for children to exercise their imaginations, work on their motor skills, enjoy just being kids - and maybe you can play along too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHJ2hHPZKI/AAAAAAAADhU/T7L0K6Tj0Ts/s1600-h/everyoneplaydohs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHJ2hHPZKI/AAAAAAAADhU/T7L0K6Tj0Ts/s400/everyoneplaydohs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382304968123311266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. You can get 20% off the aforementioned &lt;a href="http://www.organicfundough.com/"&gt;Miss Brittany's&lt;/a&gt; with promo code NPD09. And, no, they aren't paying me to say that. They just sent me an email, and I thought I'd pass the info on, in case you were interested.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1) By  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/antizim/" title=""&gt;Diane S Murphy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2) Courtesy Miss Brittany's Organic Preschool Fun Dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3) By &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/yogi/" title=""&gt;Yogi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-945902812867969000?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/TdxZwSi98IM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/TdxZwSi98IM/playing-with-dough.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SrHGmXVonTI/AAAAAAAADhM/48Yw6HcUv3w/s72-c/playdohgirl.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-with-dough.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-1074693923990463003</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 01:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T18:10:46.438-07:00</atom:updated><title>Birthday blessings</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sq7pltf9yjI/AAAAAAAADg8/vvjtGI4_POU/s1600-h/IMG00317-746439.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sq7pltf9yjI/AAAAAAAADg8/vvjtGI4_POU/s320/IMG00317-746439.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381495438832421426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The Hubs did a fabulous job of helping me celebrate my birthday this weekend! Thanks to everyone who joined in or just sent happy wishes from far away!&lt;p&gt;I feel very loved and very blessed. And, even though I did make a wish before I blew out the candles, really, what else do I need?&lt;p&gt;(Photo by Hubs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-1074693923990463003?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/RPrId16kpb8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/RPrId16kpb8/birthday-blessings.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sq7pltf9yjI/AAAAAAAADg8/vvjtGI4_POU/s72-c/IMG00317-746439.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-blessings.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-4612719045554226955</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Sep 2009 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-08T00:00:01.220-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfectly poetical tuesdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Perfectly Poetical: Ode</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SdtvbfXMEpI/AAAAAAAADEc/196rrNsEhVs/s800/perfectlypoetical_med.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 288px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SdtvbfXMEpI/AAAAAAAADEc/196rrNsEhVs/s800/perfectlypoetical_med.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you believe it's already time for September's &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-poetical-relaunched.html"&gt;Perfectly Poetical Tuesday&lt;/a&gt;?!! Yep. Let it sink in for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, here we go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today's PerPoTues style:&lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain-inspiration-and-upcoming-ode.html"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up next: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poe &lt;/span&gt;(yes, as in Edgar Allen - more explanation to follow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ext PerPoTues: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want an email reminder? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just let me know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Write a rhyming tribute and include a link to this post, and then stop back by to link up, comment and visit everyone's odes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[My "Ode to The Way Things Were"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an ode to the good old days&lt;br /&gt;An ode to commemorate the way&lt;br /&gt;Things were back then. Back when things were good,&lt;br /&gt;And there was plenty - back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times sometimes seem so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So what I would like to know is how&lt;br /&gt;To get things back the way they were&lt;br /&gt;Before they were the way that things are now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I wonder, in years to come&lt;br /&gt;Will we be wanting to know the way&lt;br /&gt;To change the things that happen then, to&lt;br /&gt;Get them back the way things are - today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=boldavenue&amp;amp;postid=08Sep2009"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-4612719045554226955?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/tzAaEQBHm-8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/tzAaEQBHm-8/perfectly-poetical-ode.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SdtvbfXMEpI/AAAAAAAADEc/196rrNsEhVs/s72-c/perfectlypoetical_med.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/perfectly-poetical-ode.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-4026018816090302040</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Sep 2009 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-05T09:41:03.983-07:00</atom:updated><title>Rain, inspiration and an upcoming ode</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SqKUoKYAKNI/AAAAAAAADgc/AdqdkLC31Ck/s1600-h/IMG00297-763985.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SqKUoKYAKNI/AAAAAAAADgc/AdqdkLC31Ck/s320/IMG00297-763985.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378024322734500050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;You may have guessed by now that I love the rain. Rainy days inspire me. This morning we&amp;#39;ve had a delightful downpour with the temperature dipping far below the triple digits we&amp;#39;ve been seeing. Watching the hubs taking care of the plants out on the balcony made me think my Perfectly Poetical Tuesday ode might be to the rain or to gardens or maybe to him. &lt;p&gt;What inspires you? This Tuesday share a tribute to someone/something - it can be funny or serious, short or long - then stop by and link up! Can&amp;#39;t wait to see what you come up with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-4026018816090302040?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/3NxzPRFvdZo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/3NxzPRFvdZo/rain-inspiration-and-upcoming-ode.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SqKUoKYAKNI/AAAAAAAADgc/AdqdkLC31Ck/s72-c/IMG00297-763985.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain-inspiration-and-upcoming-ode.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-354159902242022095</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T16:22:50.524-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food and recipes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>On the menu: the stuff of life</title><description>The &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-wonderful-world.html"&gt;highs&lt;/a&gt;. The &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures.html"&gt;lows&lt;/a&gt;. And today...the food. Strange roller coaster that we're on here, huh? Or maybe it's just the stuff of life. Isn't all of that - the celebration, the mourning, the ever-looming question of  "what's for dinner?" - just the kind of thing our days are made of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt; that's been going on in my life of late, my meal planning has been haphazard at best. Then Sunday I found myself scrawling a menu on the back of a grocery list, and I thought of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in case you've been on the edge of your seat wondering what's for dinner at our house, here you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SptcWGGRiwI/AAAAAAAADf8/XATLZBvPmEI/s1600-h/menu8-30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SptcWGGRiwI/AAAAAAAADf8/XATLZBvPmEI/s400/menu8-30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375992114860624642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here's the translation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;S - pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;M - &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Pork-Chops-with-Delicious-Gravy/Detail.aspx"&gt;pork chops&lt;/a&gt;, mashed potatoes, spinach, corn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T - eggs and chorizo with Mexican grey squash (Hubs is on his own for this one - I'm in Flagstaff tonight)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;W - bean burritos with more squash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Th - chicken and rice with peas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;F - TBD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Wishing you the best through your little (and big) stuff of life this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S. Even though I'm a day late, do check out the menus posted on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://blog.chivetalkin.com/2009/08/30/chive-talkin-menu-plan-blog-roll--week-of-8312009.aspx"&gt;Chive Talkin' Menu Plan Blog Roll. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-354159902242022095?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/GT_KZaRb79U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/GT_KZaRb79U/on-menu-stuff-of-life.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SptcWGGRiwI/AAAAAAAADf8/XATLZBvPmEI/s72-c/menu8-30.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-menu-stuff-of-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-7000205059972213074</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2009 02:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-28T19:08:07.260-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grief</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">faith</category><title>The pictures.</title><description>&lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-remember-me.html"&gt;I said&lt;/a&gt; I wasn't going to let photos (or lack thereof) hold me up anymore. But I did. I've got some fun pics of our Flagstaff trip to show you, but just haven't gotten them together yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm not posting pictures, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think the only ones I've taken this week were with a friend's camera. I was little surprised when he handed it to me there in the hospital room and asked if I would get photos of everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought he just wanted to remember all the people who were crammed into the room - his parents, a neighbor, some friends I knew, some I didn't. Of course, he and his wife were in the center of it all. And, of course, the baby wasn't. Her little heart had stopped just two weeks before her due date. Her still body had been delivered the day before. And so the crowded room - with chatting and hugs and tears so close to falling and laughter breaking through - it still felt a little empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I snapped photos, I listened to the conversations swirling around me about life and loss and God's goodness through deep sorrow. And I started to think that maybe there's another reason for the pictures. Maybe they're a reminder, a testimony, an altar of sorts. Maybe they say&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this is when things were so hard and when God carried us through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they're not so much about  the people that came to the hospital that night or the little one who left so suddenly, but about the God who was always - is always - with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-7000205059972213074?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/QdltkAMyUpc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/QdltkAMyUpc/pictures.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-5355162236194597969</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T08:59:53.468-07:00</atom:updated><title>What a wonderful world</title><description>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sogs-fg4SII/AAAAAAAADf0/k4sUzmoFysc/s1600-h/IMG00122-793469.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sogs-fg4SII/AAAAAAAADf0/k4sUzmoFysc/s320/IMG00122-793469.jpeg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370592007762233474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Great news! Just a couple of weeks ago my brother and Christine announced that they&amp;#39;re getting married! I am so excited and happy for them! When two amazing people decide to spend their lives together, it&amp;#39;s a wonderful thing!&lt;p&gt;The Hubs and I are up in Flagstaff visiting them now. We&amp;#39;re having a great time exploring the town and talking wedding plans. Hope you&amp;#39;re having a fabulous weekend too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-5355162236194597969?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/drY_FwTh4bY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/drY_FwTh4bY/what-wonderful-world.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sogs-fg4SII/AAAAAAAADf0/k4sUzmoFysc/s72-c/IMG00122-793469.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-wonderful-world.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-9132983885349161492</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-11T00:19:41.554-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfectly poetical tuesdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>Perfectly Poetical: Haiku</title><description>Well, hello there! Welcome to August's &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-poetical-relaunched.html"&gt;Perfectly Poetical Tuesday (PerPoTues&lt;/a&gt;)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Current poetic style: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haiku&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/575.html"&gt;Yesterday's post explains how to play along.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Up next: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ode - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We're gonna simplify this down. Write a rhyming tribute to someone or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;ext PerPoTues: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 8&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Want an email reminder? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just let me know!&lt;/span&gt; (I forgot to send the reminder last time - sorry! But next month I have a reminder for the reminder on my calendar.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Can't wait to see what you do with the haiku! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SoEaohiaISI/AAAAAAAADfs/w-2n3ohr-cw/s1600-h/sunny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SoEaohiaISI/AAAAAAAADfs/w-2n3ohr-cw/s400/sunny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368601514302120226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[My haiku, "Sun"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blazing summer sun&lt;br /&gt;Saps your strength; shows no mercy&lt;br /&gt;Shadows are no match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo and poem by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/autolink.php?owner=boldavenue&amp;amp;postid=11Aug2009"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-9132983885349161492?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/XZazasPhD-A" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/XZazasPhD-A/perfectly-poetical-haiku.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SoEaohiaISI/AAAAAAAADfs/w-2n3ohr-cw/s72-c/sunny.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/perfectly-poetical-haiku.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-4294646398331806892</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 14:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-10T07:28:00.524-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">perfectly poetical tuesdays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poetry</category><title>5/7/5</title><description>Know what tomorrow is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/05/perfectly-poetical-relaunched.html"&gt;Perfectly Poetical Tuesday!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/perfectly-poetical-quatrain.html"&gt;this month's style&lt;/a&gt; is haiku. So, don't stress. Let's be all zen about this, 'cuz you've probably written a haiku before. It's a beautiful and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple &lt;/span&gt;form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sn-25X6ymGI/AAAAAAAADfI/g5kGW7MsWeM/s1600-h/Haiku+no.+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sn-25X6ymGI/AAAAAAAADfI/g5kGW7MsWeM/s400/Haiku+no.+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368210377638320226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a refresher, a haiku (in English)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;has 5 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second line and 5 in the last line.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;doesn't have to rhyme.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Tomorrow, post your haiku on your blog (or here in the comments if you don't blog) with a link to my PerPoTues post (which should be up at midnight Pacific Time). Then stop by my post, link up, comment and enjoy everyone's poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Haiku #1 by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/photowannabe/" title=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Photoportunity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-4294646398331806892?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/ODnvvznD53E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/ODnvvznD53E/575.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sn-25X6ymGI/AAAAAAAADfI/g5kGW7MsWeM/s72-c/Haiku+no.+1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/575.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-1574516141973330407</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 18:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-05T11:40:12.632-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Traveling</category><title>Traveling with children</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SnnRSzEP34I/AAAAAAAADfA/ndIn0VBZKQc/s1600-h/goodbye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SnnRSzEP34I/AAAAAAAADfA/ndIn0VBZKQc/s400/goodbye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366550551864532866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I've read some good posts about traveling with kids that I hadn't shared with you yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, there's &lt;a c87a6eec5e2="true" class="taggedlink" href="http://forums.parenting.com/blogs/parenting-post/posts/every-last-thing-i-know-about-traveling-kids"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every Last Thing I Know about Traveling with Kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Since the "I" in the title is down-to-earth domestic diva Shannon of &lt;a href="http://rocksinmydryer.typepad.com/"&gt;Rocks in my Dryer&lt;/a&gt;, "Every Last Thing I Know" is sayin somethin'! (On the other hand, if I were to have written that post, it would've started out "Bring snacks. Don't lose the kids." and then I think it would've been done.) All that to say: very worth the read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on that not-losing-the-kid point, Kay Green of &lt;a href="http://www.mypreciouskid.com/"&gt;My Precious Kid&lt;/a&gt; wrote an article on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mypreciouskid.com/articles/vacation-safety.html"&gt;Vacation Safety&lt;/a&gt; that would also apply to a trip to the zoo, waterpark, etc. in your own town. She focuses on how to prepare ahead of time in case you and your child get separated, and what to do if that should happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More specific to babies and toddlers, Olga Nguyen writes about things to keep in mind when it comes to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" c87a6eec5e2="true" rel="nofollow" class="taggedlink" href="http://www.thebabywearer.com/index.php?page=bwtravel"&gt;Babywearing and Traveling&lt;/a&gt; and how, oftentimes, a baby carrier is easier to travel with than a stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, in case you missed them the first time around, here are a couple previous posts about traveling and kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="post hentry"&gt; &lt;a name="2048699369572345732"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-childs-play.html"&gt;This is child's play&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="post hentry"&gt; &lt;a name="1644247924399329920"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2008/01/see-world-take-kids.html"&gt;See the world. Take the kids.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wwworks/" title=""&gt;woodleywonderworks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-1574516141973330407?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/U_BtmvyvbU8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/U_BtmvyvbU8/traveling-with-children.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/SnnRSzEP34I/AAAAAAAADfA/ndIn0VBZKQc/s72-c/goodbye.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/08/traveling-with-children.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-4905616953915099749</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 15:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T08:56:00.611-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pre-pre-baby stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food and recipes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hooray</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">arizona</category><title>Hubby birthday</title><description>A week ago Saturday we celebrated the birthday of the Hubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm9nWfrMedI/AAAAAAAADe8/QWEdwF0S37o/s400/IMG00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm9nWfrMedI/AAAAAAAADe8/QWEdwF0S37o/s400/IMG00106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After changing the plan (because of the Hubs &lt;a href="http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/quick-update.html"&gt;going out of town&lt;/a&gt;) and changing it again (because &lt;a href="http://www.weather.com/weather/monthly/USAZ0082?from=36hr_topnav_undeclared"&gt;it's been so hot and monsoony&lt;/a&gt;), we just went with a laidback afternoon. In fact, it started with a post-work nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he was revived, we had coffee and a lemon tart at &lt;a href="http://www.libertymarket.com/"&gt;Liberty Market&lt;/a&gt;, and hung out there for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm6eZlEGXXI/AAAAAAAADeY/q9a-qhfYORE/s400/IMG00099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm6eZlEGXXI/AAAAAAAADeY/q9a-qhfYORE/s400/IMG00099.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we walked across the street to &lt;a href="http://www.joesrealbbq.com/"&gt;Joe's Barbecue&lt;/a&gt; for a seriously good dinner. (Yes, in that order. Dessert first!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm6fCPLkDbI/AAAAAAAADeg/cFyw1e14OdY/s400/IMG00105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm6fCPLkDbI/AAAAAAAADeg/cFyw1e14OdY/s400/IMG00105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' huge - relaxing, quiet - but he has at least one more birthday celebration in the works. Maybe more. Maybe we'll just keep partying until my birthday...and then start again. Sounds good to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm6eOOXK7MI/AAAAAAAADd8/Ttmb7hJMFPM/s400/IMG00102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm6eOOXK7MI/AAAAAAAADd8/Ttmb7hJMFPM/s400/IMG00102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photos by me. Thanks to Aunty for help on getting them from phone to blog!&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/7299478395973823447-4905616953915099749?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/Erkb6F-C7tE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/Erkb6F-C7tE/hubby-birthday.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_w4V3wNgMuUQ/Sm9nWfrMedI/AAAAAAAADe8/QWEdwF0S37o/s72-c/IMG00106.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/hubby-birthday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299478395973823447.post-3985750468403656960</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 23:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T16:03:36.948-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pre-pre-baby stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><title>Hi, remember me?</title><description>No, I didn't die. I'm still here. I just (accidentally) took a week off blogging. Didn't mean to worry anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened. I had a post mostly written up, but when I thought about posting it, I thought "I should add those photos off my phone first." Then I would think "where'd I put the connector thing for that?" Then I would think "well, I'll look for that in a little bit. First I need to call this client/finish up that design/respond to this email/etc. And then another day would pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about blogging is it's a rhythm: read, write, reply, repeat. You get in the habit of working it during certain times of the day. Once you break the cycle (to go on vacation or because work is taking more time), it takes a little time to get your rhythm back. (Especially if you didn't have a lot to begin with. I'm pretty sure that the stereotype about white people not having any rhythm was started by someone sitting behind me in church watching me try to clap with the music. But I digress.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have a good thing going here with this Little Stuff of Life community (which, yes, you are a part of if you're reading this). I want to keep this going, but I can't keep up with my previous post-a-day pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly, here are my thoughts on how this will probably look in the coming weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2-3 posts a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not always photos (I know! I love them too! But they're a huge time drain - even know that I know how to get them off the phone)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When things are crazy, at least a quick post on what I'm up to&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's all I can say now - I've gotta get going. But feel free to let me know what you think!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299478395973823447-3985750468403656960?l=littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~4/EnCViLcB-F4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/TheLittleStuffOfLife/~3/EnCViLcB-F4/hi-remember-me.html</link><author>stephanie@boldavenue.com (Stephanie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://littlestuffoflife.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-remember-me.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>
