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     Harriet Martineau</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.themanythoughtsofareader.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.themanythoughtsofareader.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6074525941603563773/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>pinkflipflops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12261949837343560602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="25" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JQI6H32qSz8/SbPad_iQv4I/AAAAAAAAABw/qvA7s-Kx31M/S220/ages.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>668</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/TheManyThoughtsOfAReader" /><feedburner:info uri="themanythoughtsofareader" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UEQHc7fip7ImA9WhVTEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6074525941603563773.post-8487422611884345050</id><published>2012-02-24T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T06:00:01.906-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-24T06:00:01.906-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rebecca" /><title>Rebecca - Final Discussion</title><content type="html">Yeah, I did a horrible job this month.&amp;nbsp; I never picked the book back up since the last post.&amp;nbsp; I got engrossed in another book and&amp;nbsp; I swear I was going to try to read more on Thursday night, but my best-friend is in town and then it was 10:15 and I realized I didn't have this post written.&amp;nbsp; The good news is, that via twitter I have heard that after they got into it many people liked it.. YAY.&amp;nbsp; Maybe someday I will read it...( I also said this about Water for Elephants, hasn't happened...)&lt;br /&gt;
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1. How might the costume ball—and the heroine's appearance in Rebecca's gown—stand as a symbol for young Mrs. de Winter's situation at Manderley?&lt;br /&gt;
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2. In what way does the relationship between the young heroine and Maxim change during the months after their arrival to Manderley?&lt;br /&gt;
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3. How, if at all, do Maxim's revelations change your attitude toward him? Did you feel relief upon first reading his confessions? Can you sympathize with his predicament, or do you censure his actions? What do you think of the heroine's reaction? In her place, how might you have reacted?&lt;br /&gt;
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4. How does this new knowledge alter the heroine's behavior and her sense of herself?&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Now return to the beginning of the book. How would you put into words, or explain, the sense of loss and exile that permeates tone of the opening? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Any other thoughts?&amp;nbsp; It appears that our next novel will be Violets of March by Sarah Jio. ;) Can't wait to read that one!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-8487422611884345050?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yeah, big fail.&amp;nbsp; Fail, fail fail...&lt;br /&gt;
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But, last Thursday, I made a new plan and I got back on the treadmill.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Thursday - 1.5 miles run/walk&amp;nbsp;on the treadmill, 10 sit ups and 4 pushups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I did a 2 minute walk warm-up and then went 2 minutes at 5.5, 1 minute walk at 3.5 and then did 2 minutes a 5.3, 1 minute walk.. and did that going down to 4.5 and then back up until I finished.&amp;nbsp; I didn't always do 2 minutes of running, sometimes it was a 1 minute, sometimes it was a minute and a half.&amp;nbsp; But I did it.&amp;nbsp; In 21:58.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Friday - 15 minute walk on treadmill, 15 sit ups and 5 pushups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I took it nice and easy and just did a nice walk with no inclines and read while I walked.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Saturday - Rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Sunday - Rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Monday - 30 minute walk on treadmill, 20 sit ups and 6 pushups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I did mix this one up with different inclines but I mainly took it easy and read my book!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday - Rest&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday - 1.75 miles run/walk on the treadmill, 25 sit ups and 7 pushups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I was soooooo tired and didn't want to do it, but made myself.&amp;nbsp; I bought a bathing suit on Saturday that I am wearing in Florida in a month and by golly I want to feel comfortable in it! So, I started out at a slow walk warm up (3.2) and&amp;nbsp;read my book and then moved up to 3.5 for a 5 minute warm up.&amp;nbsp; Then I ran a 4.5 for 2 minutes,&amp;nbsp; walk 1 minute at 3.5, run a 4.7 for 2 minutes, walk a 3.5 for 1 minute, run 4.9 for 2 minutes, walk one minute at 3.5, run 1 minute 45 seconds at 5.1, walk 1 minute a 3.5, run 1 minute 45 seconds at 5.3, walk 1 minute at 3.5, run 1 minute and 45 seconds at 5.5 and 1 minute walk at 3.5.&amp;nbsp; Then I ran at 5.5 o finish out my 1.75 miles!&amp;nbsp; I did it in 25:10.&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to work on more running and less walking but I always underjudge or overjudge my stamina and usually end up with side pains.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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But, I AM DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;
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And I will keep doing it.&amp;nbsp; I have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Oh, and I lost one pound in the last week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking this day either...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DJ1-69iu10/T0ReJpjS4EI/AAAAAAAABug/XbOsCVHdyGw/s1600/mon1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9DJ1-69iu10/T0ReJpjS4EI/AAAAAAAABug/XbOsCVHdyGw/s320/mon1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shirt: Target. Cardigan: Kohls. Pants: Kohls Headband: Twenty-Five Designs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt pretty in this outfit, but I couldn't manage a good photo because of my 'helper.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lgzHtqZFhxM/T0Re_EQP6wI/AAAAAAAABuo/hvCKySB3IQA/s1600/wed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lgzHtqZFhxM/T0Re_EQP6wI/AAAAAAAABuo/hvCKySB3IQA/s320/wed.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shirt: New York &amp;amp; Co. Cardigan: JCPenny. Pants: Express. Necklace: Premier Jewlery. Headband: Gussy Sews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Um holy boobs here. Wow.&amp;nbsp; I did throw a fleece coat over this to wear to work haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWS4rjZoW9k/T0RfZlA54TI/AAAAAAAABuw/RMpQ18JpkNg/s1600/thurs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zWS4rjZoW9k/T0RfZlA54TI/AAAAAAAABuw/RMpQ18JpkNg/s320/thurs.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shirt: Target. Jeans:Kohls. Headband: Gussy Sews&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my typical look.&amp;nbsp; Jeans, shirt, vest and boots.&amp;nbsp; I really need new boots, I am far tooa shamed to show those on this blog hahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LaFizuTzpw/T0RfuWQJcvI/AAAAAAAABu4/66EmcQb9TCA/s1600/fri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LaFizuTzpw/T0RfuWQJcvI/AAAAAAAABu4/66EmcQb9TCA/s320/fri.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shirt: JCPenny. Vest: New York &amp;amp; Co. Jeans: Kohls. Headband: Twenty-Five Designs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What you can't tell is this shirt is on inside out and nobody told me until half way through the day hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2_beqUT6yg/T0RgJ1v1dFI/AAAAAAAABvA/jELtHDI4q1Y/s1600/mon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2_beqUT6yg/T0RgJ1v1dFI/AAAAAAAABvA/jELtHDI4q1Y/s320/mon.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shirt: JCPenny. Overshirt thing: Kohls. Jeans: Target. Shoes: Meijer? I don't remember Headband:Twenty Five Designs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What I learned? My boobs are out of control.&amp;nbsp; My clothes do not fit me right.&amp;nbsp; But I really do appear as I have lost the 10 extra pounds that I have recently! Woot.&amp;nbsp; Also? I wore a lot of headbands in this stint haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;If you would like to participate in a day in the life feature email me at pinkflipflops44 at gmail dot com!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is my day in the life of the most boring girl you will ever read about. I  chose to do a day in the life of me on a normal work day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A little  background on me, I work full-time at a data storage company - I am not going to  list the name of the company in fear of saying something bad about it and me  getting fired. I am a product support engineer. I will break the job down for  what I actually do because I still get confused as to what I actually do.  Basically big companies like Merrill Lynch, Bank of America, Wachovia... etc.  buy our big refrigerator like computer storage unit. They store all their  important customer data on this system (examples: Bank of America stores  information like when you take money out at an ATM or put money in, the  information is in our storage system. Big hospitals store patient information or  other things needed for when they are performing surgeries etc.). So basically  what I do is if something breaks on one of the storage systems I dial into the  unit and attempt to fix it remotely (remotely = not actually at the site of the  system but via computer). It is a very high stress job because our customers  (Bank of America, Wachovia... etc.) could be losing up to millions of dollars a  minute and we are under a lot of pressure to get these things fixed. Sometimes  the CEO's of the companies get involved and it can get pretty hot. It's really  not my thing but right now it works because the money is good and it's a job....  can't really complain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So here is a day in my life of being a computer  geek. I was working Monday - Friday, 9-5 but recently switched to Monday -  Friday, 10-6 so I will just estimate my day as if I were still working 9-5  because that is what I am used to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;5:45 a.m. - alarm clock goes off and  I attempt to convince myself to wak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e up and go to the gym. It's typically a no  go. &lt;br /&gt;
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5:55, 6:05, 6:15, 6:25 - my husband continually hits the snooze  button because neither one of us can get our butts out of bed. We are big snooze  button people but I am going to go out on a limb and say that that's about to  change. &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;We have our first baby on the way!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img alt=";D" border="0" src="http://images.proboards.com/new/grin.png" title=";D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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6:25-6:30-ish - I finally  get my butt out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;
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6:30 - 7-ish - I shower and lotion up and brush  my teeth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7-ish to about 8-ish - I continue to get ready. I blow dry my  hair put on make-up and get dressed. I usually watch the Today show while I am  putting on my make-up. Lately, my husband comes in while I am putting on my  make-up and reads our "Pregnancy Day by Day" book to learn what is going on with  our baby that day. We are geeks. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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8:00 - I leave the house for my long 8  hour work day. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;8:10 - I always stop for Dunkin Donuts coffee - in the  winter I do a medium hot hazelnut cream and sugar and in the summer I do iced  (same thing). Yum (I'm actually having one right now)! This is by far the most  exciting part of my day - I look forward to it every day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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8:10 -  8:45-ish (depending on traffic) - I drive to work and listen to music and clear  my head to get ready for my day. I actually hate going to work so usually if I  listen to some feel good music I have a better day so this is what I  do!&lt;br /&gt;
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8:45 - 9:00 - I get to work and unpack all my stuff and get my  breakfast ready. Usually yogurt with fruit and granola. Not that good but  healthy. &lt;br /&gt;
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9:00 - 11:30 - I work. Taking calls and dealing with customers.  &lt;br /&gt;
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Around 11:30 (depending of if I am stuck on a case with a customer or  not) - I go down to the cafeteria and get my lunch and bring it back up to my  desk. I get a lot of salads but sometimes I treat myself and I will get a  tomato, basil, mozzarella on whole grain bread with a bag of light lays potato  chips. Yes my diet sounds good up until this point but it usually goes downhill  from here. We also don't get lunch breaks so we have to eat at our desks while  we continue working - don't get me started on how mad this makes me. &lt;img alt="&amp;gt;:(" border="0" src="http://images.proboards.com/new/angry.png" title="&amp;gt;:(" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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11:30 - 3:00 - continue  working.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;3:00/3:15 - I usually take a break and go down to the cafeteria  and get water and a snack. Lately it's been a big ole brownie. Told ya that my  diet takes a downward spiral as the day wears on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3:15 - back at my desk  and working. &lt;br /&gt;
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4:30 - I usually wind down my cases, take a bathroom break  and pack my stuff up to get ready to head home. &lt;br /&gt;
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5:00pm - leaving the  office for the day. &lt;br /&gt;
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5:15 - finally get in my car because the walk from  the building to the garage takes a good 15 minutes. Usually I am freeeeeeezing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;5:15 to about 6:00 (again depending on traffic) - I drive home and  unwind from my day. Typically I will call my mom and my husband and talk about  our days. After I am off the phone with them I listen to more music. Sometimes I  do something illegal and check my Facebook - it is a really bad habit of mine.  &lt;img alt=":-[" border="0" src="http://images.proboards.com/new/embarassed.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;6:00 - Finally  home!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img alt=";D" border="0" src="http://images.proboards.com/new/grin.png" title=";D" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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6:15ish - I usually  shower again because I am a 2 showerskinda girl. &lt;br /&gt;
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6:30ish - Make  dinner. &lt;br /&gt;
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7:00ish - Eat dinner!&lt;br /&gt;
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7:30ish - clean up dinner.  &lt;br /&gt;
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8:00 / 8:15 - FINALLY settle down for the night. I usually sit on the  couch and either get online or watch some of my favorite shows which as of  recent include Bachelorette (yes, it's my guilty pleasure), Justified, American  Idol, One Tree Hill, and more! &lt;br /&gt;
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9:45ish - brush my teeth and get ready  for bed.&lt;br /&gt;
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10:00pm - bed-time.&lt;br /&gt;
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Is that the most boring life you have  ever read about? &lt;img alt=":P" border="0" src="http://images.proboards.com/new/tongue.png" title=":P" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-5393339423004699184?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte&amp;nbsp;(I ordered this from Amazon because it was a really cheap deal and I really mean to read it!)&lt;br /&gt;
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And yes, we do now own a Kindle aka a freaking e-reader.&amp;nbsp; I am still not a fan, but since we get one free book a month via our Amazon Prime I haaave to check it out.&amp;nbsp; Still going to love on my books, but I will admit that it will make traveling at spring break easier, except for how many freaking electronics we need to bring! And it was not even my suggestion or decision to buy it.&amp;nbsp; My non-reading Staple Rewards Points burning a hole in his pocket husband did!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What books have you recently acquired?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-7524593822951085082?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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1. I am stoked.&amp;nbsp; I found a $100 gift card in my wallet while trying to find a business card! Woo woo!!! New spring break clothes/suit without the guilt!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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2. While not finding the business card, I had to google to find the email I needed and found out the nice lady I needed, had moved to a different office.&amp;nbsp; I hate change and cold contacting people.&amp;nbsp; So I emailed her and asked for her input on who to email.&amp;nbsp; I'm a wuss.&amp;nbsp; And I need to take master classes.&amp;nbsp; Fark a noogle.&lt;br /&gt;
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3. I should not drink coffee while driving.&amp;nbsp; I rarely do.&amp;nbsp; But today I made myself some at home, put it in my reusable cup (actually my husband's but I bought it because I liked it ha) and of course tried to sip on my commute.&amp;nbsp; I totally wore half of what I tried to drink.&amp;nbsp; I just need to say no and wait til I get to my destination.&amp;nbsp; And who makes reusable cups so hard to drink out of??? I swear I'm dripping half of if each time I sip, or this could be a personal problem.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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4.&amp;nbsp; I completely failed at my February challenge.&amp;nbsp; But I picked myself back up, made myself a workout plan that leads me up to Spring Break and restarted last night.&amp;nbsp; I can fail, but I got to get back on the horse.&amp;nbsp; It is OKAY if I miss one workout, but not if I miss two.&amp;nbsp; BAAAD ME.&amp;nbsp; I am also going to wake up early on Tuesday mornings to get&amp;nbsp;a run in.&amp;nbsp; Hold me, I am NOT a morning person.&amp;nbsp; Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;
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5. I feel like I never get anything done.&amp;nbsp; I have had to start making even more to-do lists for various parts of my life or I feel all cluttered and I forget things.&amp;nbsp; A to-do list for BEFORE work, a work to-do list, a night time to do list.. ughhh... But I NEED to not be a lump.&amp;nbsp; Baaad me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I cooked it on low for 7 hours and it was delicious!&amp;nbsp; The only thing I would do different is probably make more!! And add more ham.&amp;nbsp; I totally could have added another cup and adjusted maybe another cup of chicken broth in.&amp;nbsp; So delicious!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Here is what we've already conquered..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;
State of Wonder&lt;br /&gt;
The Invisible Bridge&lt;br /&gt;
The Postmistress&lt;br /&gt;
The Scent of Rain  and Lightning&lt;br /&gt;
Still Missing&lt;br /&gt;
The Sandalwood Tree&lt;br /&gt;
Major Pettigrew's Last  Stand&lt;br /&gt;
Something Borrowed&lt;br /&gt;
The Blue Orchard&lt;br /&gt;
Sammy's Hill&lt;br /&gt;
In the  Woods&lt;br /&gt;
Shanghai Girls &lt;br /&gt;
The Weight of Water &lt;br /&gt;
Water for Elephants &lt;br /&gt;
The  Color Purple &lt;br /&gt;
The One That I Want &lt;br /&gt;
The Secret Garden &lt;br /&gt;
House  Rules&lt;br /&gt;
American Wife &lt;br /&gt;
Firefly Lane &lt;br /&gt;
Middlesex &lt;br /&gt;
The Reader&lt;br /&gt;
The Girl  With the Dragon Tattoo &lt;br /&gt;
The Awakening &lt;br /&gt;
Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;
I See You  Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What do you want to read? I apologize, but the poll sidebar from blogger seems to not let me add in more than 4 or 5 suggestions (can't remember off the top of my head) so I do apologize if you suggest something and it doesn't make the list.&amp;nbsp; I add them in order that they get suggested! I will put up a poll on the 20th on the sidebar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-473806659345386341?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Everyone who hears my job title gets immediately excited, and I do have some great stories. There's a lot of romance that people associate with the profession of zookeeping, and some of it is well founded. But, here in the chronicle of my day is the absolute truth of what we do, and most of it isn't romantic at all.&lt;br /&gt;
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6:15am - I wake up grudgingly, throw on my clothes and get through my morning routine. The dogs have to be let out, i pack my lunch, make some coffee, and stuff something that vaguely resembles breakfast down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;
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7:10am - I hurry out the door, drive to pick up the girl I carpool with and head to work. The commute is only 25 miles.&lt;br /&gt;
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8:20ish am- I arrive at work, clock in and head to my locker where I change my shoes grab my coat and gloves and check in for a morning meeting which may or may not happen. Today, the morning meeting goes well, no one called out so I grab my radio and..&lt;br /&gt;
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8:30am - My day officially begins. The first thing I do is grab a giant stack of diets for the animals under my care today. Today, I am working in the small mammals section, although sometimes I work in the "birds" section, or even "education". The pile of diets gets tossed onto the back of my cart and I begin my morning rounds.&lt;br /&gt;
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8:40-9:00 - Morning rounds. I check to make sure all of my animals are accounted for, and seem to be well. I also check fences, and look for any other obvious external problems.&lt;br /&gt;
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9:00 - I'm done with rounds and headed to the otters. I clean their exhibit, feed them, let them out, and then clean their off-exhibit holding areas. Lots of scraping, sweeping, raking, and hosing. They're pretty messy, but even so they are my favorites to take care of in the small mammal section. (Neither rain nor sleet nor snow nor hail shall keep me from picking up poo!)&lt;br /&gt;
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9:45 - Rinse and repeat -- Just throw in a couple of gibbons! The gibbons are a bit of a special case because of the complicated nature of training and shifting them. And they produce a LOT more poop. They also need lots of enrichment, we usually give them enrichment twice a day. This morning it's baby rattles, balls, a big bucket of hay with food hidden inside. They get a short training session before they get to go outside, they have to cooperate with a variety of simulated medical procedures (like getting an ultrasound or a shot).&lt;br /&gt;
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10:30 -12 -- A LOT more cleaning, feeding, raking, washing -- Toucans, sloth, prairie dogs, geese, ibis, Tortoise, muntjac, crane.. Everyone gets enrichment! Paper chains for toucans, sloth, and tortoise, Bamboo for the prairie dogs and muntjac, a paper mache ball for the cranes, and new nesting material for the geese and ibis.&lt;br /&gt;
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12:30 -- Time for a garbage run!! Gotta do something with all that poop after all! This is usually followed by emptying trashcans that are full of dirty shavings, and washing lots of dirty dishes. Being fast and thorough is a must have zookeeper trait.&lt;br /&gt;
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1:00 - Finally! I rush back to our keeper building, drop off my clean dishes, wash my face and hands and head to lunch!&lt;br /&gt;
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1:15- 2:00pm - Lunch time! Usually lunch time is the only time of day where I really spend any time with my fellow keepers. We have truly entertaining, often horrifyingly disgusting, and occasionally morbid discussions that would spoil the appetite of most of the human population, but after spending the last 4 and a half hours surrounded by poop, it doesn't seem so bad.&lt;br /&gt;
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2:00pm - Time to make the diets! Small mammal diets are very precise, and consist of a great many fresh ingredients. Everything from fish and meat to fresh fruits and veggies have to be brought up to the kitchen to be chopped measured and prepared. This process takes between 1 to 1 1/2 hours depending on the day. Today, I had to squeeze it into an hour because...&lt;br /&gt;
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3:00pm - Staff meeting - We discussed a lot of things today from maintenance issues to future plans for exhibits and even the record breaking ZooLights attendance, at least we got to sit down! And it was indoors!&lt;br /&gt;
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3:30pm - Let the rushing begin! We all break for a run to grab our pm diets and get back out to our animals.&lt;br /&gt;
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3:40-4:00 - I had time for a short project today and spent 20 minutes collecting pine cones and pine branches to be used as Enrichment for the otters. The extras get put in a storage bucket for later.&lt;br /&gt;
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4:00-4:30 - Even more cleaning, feeding, and raking -- This time for the Bobcat and Skunk. I also give both of them enrichment today. The bobcat loves scents so I rubbed perfume samples all over her exhibit, and i stuffed the skunk's diet into puzzle balls for him to figure out! Fun :)&lt;br /&gt;
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4:30- Time to bring in the otters! But first, I have to set up their indoor exhibit with a cozy sleeping area (today was pine branches, pine cones, and pine shavings in a big tub). Provide them with lots of toys (Shells, logs, and some boomer balls), and hide their food (in pieces of PVC corners). Then I bring them inside. Luckily for me they cooperate!&lt;br /&gt;
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4:45- Time to bring in the gibbons! I set up their indoor exhibit too! I hide their diet items in lots of buckets stuffed with newspaper, a giant candy cane with holes cut into it, and set up a couple of fun things -- a slide, a giant ring to swing on, and a sheet hammock. I also hid a couple of peanuts in the brick walls for them to find. Then, they come inside very willingly making lots of excited noises!&lt;br /&gt;
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4:55- I quickly fill out all of my paperwork in the hopes that I'll be done by 5.&lt;br /&gt;
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5:10 - I drive back to the keeper building, change back into my regular shoes, put my paperwork in my supervisors box and hurry out the door&lt;br /&gt;
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6:30 - arrive home, shower, prepare dinner&lt;br /&gt;
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7:30-10:30 - eat dinner, watch some TV and do some chores, also I'm doing all my Internet things. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;
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10:30 - bedtime. Ah... ZZZZzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;
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It's a busy, crazy life, but someone has to do it. The biggest change to my day is my afternoon project/ staff meeting time. It can be filled with anything from planting grass seed in an exhibit, to taking an animal for his yearly exam. Sometimes I do fun stuff like make new enrichment or extra animal training sessions, but usually its a big cleaning project like washing all the prairie dog windows or raking all the leaves out of my exhibits. 365 days a year someone has to be here to do this job, weekends and holidays and hurricane days included! &lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks for sharing Lori! It's interesting to learn about what happens behind the scenes at the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Do you like visiting zoos? What is your favorite?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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A family breakfast of eggs and toast and then we went visiting.&lt;br /&gt;
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We went to see my grandpa in his rehab center and made his day.&amp;nbsp; He absolutely adores my child and wouldn't stop going on and on about her.&amp;nbsp; Hip pain, what?&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we went to my inlaws and had lunch with them and then the child got spoiled for Valentine's Day and entertained her grandparents with her tricks.&amp;nbsp; (Climbing, crawling like a fool and pretending she can walk!)&lt;br /&gt;
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Then we stopped by my parents to borrow my mom's car (I'm getting new brakes) and we got dinner! &lt;br /&gt;
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Finally, we came home and watched some Grammy's with our girl and she didn't even pass out until 9pm! She took a 30 minute and a 45 minute nap during our car travels and an hour nap at my inlaws.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a great day to hang out together and see multiple family members.&amp;nbsp; It's nice to get out and about and waaay more entertaining for the child!&amp;nbsp; We get kind of boring. &lt;br /&gt;
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I am impressed we were gone from 1030 until 8pm ha.&lt;br /&gt;
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And here is an adorable photo from last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Why does the heroine remain nameless?&lt;br /&gt;
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2.&amp;nbsp; What kind of character is our heroine—as she presents herself at the beginning of her flashback? &lt;br /&gt;
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3. What kind of character is Maxim de Winter, and why does a man of his stature fall in love with the young heroine? What draws him to her?&lt;br /&gt;
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4. What role does Mrs. Danvers play in this story—in her relationships to the characters (dead and alive) and also in relation to the suspense within the novel?&lt;br /&gt;
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5. Both Beatrice and Frank Crawley talk to the heroine about Rebecca. Beatrice tells the heroine, "you are so very different from Rebecca." Frank Crawley says that "kindliness, and sincerity, and...modesty...are worth far more to a man, to a husband, than all the wit and beatufy in the world." What are both characters trying to convey to the heroine...and how does she interpret their words?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;So, how you are you fairing with this book?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Mr. Hatch is so surprised that someone loves him that the next day he helps out the guy at the newstand, the grocer and shares chocolate at work.&amp;nbsp; Everyone is smiley and kind to Mr. Hatch and he hosts parties in his backyard and becomes a totally different person.&lt;br /&gt;
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Until the postman returns with some sad news.&amp;nbsp; He delivered the Valentine to the WRONG house.&amp;nbsp; Poor, Mr. Hatch.&amp;nbsp; Nobody loves him! He reverts to his old ways and EVERYONE in town notices.&amp;nbsp; What will happen to Mr. Hatch?&lt;br /&gt;
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This book has a really good message about being kind to everyone we come across and how words can affect people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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HI! I’m Rachel from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thegrowinggibsons.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Growing Gibsons&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;. I have been trying to write the post for Emily for well over a month. Things got way to crazy and I never had a moment to sit down and actually write or do &lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; for that matter. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;So here I am! I am mommy to a beautiful 9 month old girl, Riley, who is my absolute center. I live my life in 2 hour increments mostly around the babes schedule/routine. I&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt; work part time, Tues, Wed &amp;amp; Thurs 8:30-5. &lt;/span&gt;For some it might be a bit sturdy but for us it works well. It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s a typical day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;6:00 – I start to stir. Never fails. I&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;m not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;6:05 – I tell my husband to breathe quieter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;6:07 – I tell him again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;6:10 – I loudly question why he never wants me to get any sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;6:12 – Fine, I&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;ll just get up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;6:13 – he rolls over and stops snoring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;6:15 – 7:00 – It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s my time. I shower, dress; drink a cup or 5 of coffee, take care of the dogs. If &lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;it’s a&lt;/span&gt; work day I pack my lunch. I try to get bottles made the day before but sometimes I have to do them in the morning. Pack the diaper bag with breakfast &amp;amp; lunch for Riley.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;7:00 – Riley is usually up. Always smiling. We do a diaper change &amp;amp; get dressed. She has a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;7:30 – She’s done the bottle and had about enough sitting on anyone’s lap. It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s time to play. Our living room floor is a toy tornado. We really don&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t have anywhere else to put them and Mommas not ready to make the move to the small TV in the basement. So instead I spend 90 minutes chasing her under the table and getting her un-stuck from under toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;9:00 – It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s time for breakfast. Usually fruit and a grain, blueberries &amp;amp; waffles or bananas &amp;amp; pancakes. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;9:30-11:30 – we&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;re ready for a nap. Both of us. Morning nap is the worst for me. I want &lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; to go back to sleep. Sometimes &lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; do. Despite what some believe, mostly I do not. I might have yet another cup of coffee. Usually I practice my mind control by staring intently at a pile of laundry willing it to wash it&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;self. &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;ll work one day&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;11:30-1:30 – Riley is usually up &amp;amp; ready for another bottle. Afterwards we play, well she plays, I chase. Sometimes we go out, usually to Babies R Us, sometimes the grocery store. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;1:30 – It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s time for lunch. Usually veggies &amp;amp; a fruit. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;2:00-4:00 – It’s time for another nap. If I wasted time during morning nap I really have to get in gear. I try to &lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; sweep the floor every day because of the dog hair. Laundry, dinner, dogs, basic housekeeping. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;4:00 – I give her another bottle &amp;amp; we play until Daddy gets home.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;5:00 – I try to get dinner started &amp;amp; figure out what we &amp;amp; she will eat for the next day. I&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;ve been trying to do better with a menu &amp;amp; now that Riley is doing table food it&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s much easier just to give her what we are eating. It&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s also forcing us to eat better.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;6:00 – Dinner time for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;6:30-7:00 – We usually start the bed time routine. Bath, which takes 30+ minutes because she usually plays forever in the water. Bottle &amp;amp; a book or 3.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;7:30 – She’s down for the count. I finish up what I didn&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t finish during the day. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;9:30 – I start my bedtime routine &amp;amp; by 10:15 my day is over. I&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;m crashed. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Boring &amp;amp; tedious to some but we have fun. We dance and sing. I make a fool of myself to get a smile. It works for me. At 6:00 I&lt;span style="mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;ll start it all over again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks, Rachel! I just bought those pjs for Miss I and we have the same high chair! Riley so adorable, thank you for sharing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Are you a morning or night person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;If you are interested in sharing a day in your life, send me an email pinkflipflops44 at gmail dot com! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-6166909194855733284?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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2.&amp;nbsp;I should not keep butterscotch chips in the house.&amp;nbsp; I think I used maybe a 1/2 cup in a recipe for bloodies or something and the rest of the bag has slowly made its way into my belly by the handfuls.. Yumm!&lt;br /&gt;
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3.&amp;nbsp;I went from having to sit in a training all day to not having to work at all today and so far I've spent it sitting down.&amp;nbsp; But after the babe wakes up from her nap and we do our breakfast eating together we are getting dressed and I think we are headed out for a bit.&amp;nbsp; I also think Quiznos needs to get in my belly for lunch today after I had it last Friday.&amp;nbsp; I forget how much I love it.&amp;nbsp; I got the Turkey Bacon Guacamole? I think.. On their Chipotle bread.. Hmmmmm.. I think it is honestly the only order I get.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Why are these all about food?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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4.&amp;nbsp; I have to admit, I've already failed my February Challenge.&amp;nbsp; But, for a good reason.&amp;nbsp; My grandpa is in the hospital and he wasn't doing so hot yesterday so I packed up the babe and we hightailed it to the town he is in so I could visit with him while she hung out at my aunts house for awhile.&amp;nbsp; We stayed later than I anticipated and enjoyed some super good Italian Sandwiches from a diner there, and it was worth it.&amp;nbsp; Love my grandpa!&lt;br /&gt;
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5. I don't even care if Global Warming is a bad thing if it means no snow.&amp;nbsp; There, I said it.&amp;nbsp; I HATE SNOW.&amp;nbsp; And at this point in our lives, I sadly do not see us ever moving somewhere better until we are retired.&amp;nbsp; My husband is settled in his career and his own business.&amp;nbsp; While that is FABULOUS, it is sad, because I always dreamed of moving away to a warmer locale.&lt;br /&gt;
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My plan for the month is to use my treadmill every day.&amp;nbsp; I have been searching the web for treadmill workouts and putting together a ring of different workouts to keep things interesting.&amp;nbsp; No, I will not be running every day.&amp;nbsp; I am putting no time limit on this but I am aiming for between 20-40 minutes a day.&lt;br /&gt;
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I will sporadically post my workouts (to help others find new treadmill routines) and to keep myself accountable.&amp;nbsp; I am not committing to a certain about days/times to update because I am putting&amp;nbsp;all my effort into using the treadmill, not stressing out about sharing.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am also instituting a 14 day ban on McDonalds.&amp;nbsp; It is sad but they are the ONLY drive-thru on my path to work and you have NO idea how many times I stop for a coffee, a tea or a pop or a sandwich.&amp;nbsp; It gets ridiculous.&amp;nbsp; I made it the month of November with no McDonalds and then fell into a bad bad habit again in December&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;January.&lt;br /&gt;
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So in short, 29 days of treadmilling, 14 days no McDonalds.. Ready set go! ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Tonight's treadmill workout was GOING to look like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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Min&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Speed&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Incline&lt;br /&gt;
0-14:59&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3.5&lt;br /&gt;
15-21:59&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;4.0&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5%&lt;br /&gt;
22-30&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;3.5&lt;br /&gt;
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However, I am STILL getting over my dang cold.. so it ended up more like me doing all of that until 19:05 when I was like, "Ahhh I cannot breathe and I am almost tasting snot and I just want my pjs."&lt;br /&gt;
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So, there ya have it.&amp;nbsp; Not pretty, but I did it!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Do you have any treadmill workouts to share?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-5400947397683068750?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;5:45 Annabelle is awake. I slide out of bed, change her super wet diaper and bring her into bed with me to nurse. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;6:30 I nudge the hubster awake. A is tapping his arm and talking to him too. She's in a great mood this morning. All smiles. We hang out and chat for a bit. I tell the Hubster how he talked in his sleep last night. He said, "I'm trying to anticipate the Cowboys waking up." Some strange dream combination of the Giants-Cowboys game and A waking up I guess. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;6:45 Hubster takes A downstairs. I sleep a little bit more. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;7:15 Get up, get dressed, and do an exercise DVD. I both like and dislike Jillian Michaels.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;8 I can hear the Hubster skyping with A and his brother in NY. Jump in the shower. Get dressed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;8:20 Hubster and A are outside the bathroom door. I let them in while i brush my hair. She's reaching for me, so I grab her, get hugged and get my shoulder gnawed on. Go downstairs to grab a balance bar and a seltzer. Have A wave bye to daddy cause it's nap time. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;8:30 Read a few stories (big red barn, yummy yucky, moo baa la la la), nurse a bit, and then lower her into crib. That was easy (for a change!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;9:07 Talking with the Hubster before he heads to work and I see A is awake. Already? &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Arg.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; I give it a few minutes, then head up. Diaper change and belly kisses.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;10:30 A few minutes in the exersaucer while mommy runs to the bathroom, then back on the floor. She wants to be held. I sing some songs and play with her on my lap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;11 I hop into my studio and turn on the iron. While it heats up, i put together an order of one calendar and two greeting card sets. Then I use the iron to heat set the onesies I made last month and never got around to finishing. I take the crinkly plastic packaging for the art order downstairs to finish up, so I won't wake the baby.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;11:21 I'm filling out the address form and seeing a new order has come in, when I hear her start to cry. These super short naps are not good for either of us. I give it a few minutes, but she isn't going back to sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;11:30 Get A up and dressed. Aww, she looks so sweet! We play on the floor for a few minutes, I throw in a load of laundry, take her picture in her chair, then bring her downstairs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;12:30 She's all serious at first, but slowly warms up and enjoys playing bells, sitting in a make-shift ball pit, and getting bounced around. Her favorite part of class is the story, the bubbles and getting a turn on the keyboard. She'd hit the keys and then leans back and claps. So cute!! I buy a couple of the balls she loves playing with in class to wrap up as Christmas presents, then head back out. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;1:45 Home again and A is clearly sleepy. I grab some water and we go back up to her room to wind down. We read a couple stories (curious George and dr. Seuss), nurse a bit and she's asleep by 2:05.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;I basically goof around online during this nap. Feels good to take a break. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;2:50 A is up. Much more reasonable nap, but she's a little crabby, so she probably could have slept longer. Diaper change. Laundry in the dryer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;3:00 Solids time! I make a snack for myself (cheese and crackers) and oatmeal for her with leftover banana from this morning. She eats it all up, but also yells a lot. I think her teeth are bothering her. It’s a good thing this bib has a catch-all tray at the bottom to collect all her drool!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;3:25 nurse&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;3:50 Put A in the exersaucer and talk to her while I empty the dishwasher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;4:00 Talk to Hubster. He has to finish a proposal, so he'll have to work late tonight. Bummer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;4:10 Put on a baby signing DVD. I don't know if it's helping her learn to sign, but she sure does love it! The songs are insanely catchy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;4:45 Head back downstairs, play on the floor, sing songs, tickle her belly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;5:15 Make a bottle, feed her and have a snuggle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;6:30 Read some stories (good night moon, the very hungry caterpillar, on the night you were born), nurse a little then put A in her crib with a couple kisses on the cheek.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;6:45 Back to the studio to track down the purchased art.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;6:55 Found it. Phew! Work on wrapping up a couple pieces, so I can mail everything tomorrow.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;7:30 Talk to Hubster. He's still working. I'm starving, so I use leftover chicken breast to make a sandwich. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;8:00 Check some things online, then put together a greeting card set order and the mailing label for the new order.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;8:30 Respond to a few emails, relax&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;9 Hubster is home and exhausted. We should go to bed, but he wants to hang out and unwind, so we put on the Next Iron Chef competition from the dvr.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: CenturyGothic; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-language: EN-US;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leah Piken Kolidas is an artist living near &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Boston&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; with her husband, their 7 month old daughter and their four crazy cats. She blogs at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativeeveryday.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CreativeEveryDay.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and sells her art at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluetreeartgallery.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BlueTreeArtGallery.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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As soon as I saw this, I had to read it.&amp;nbsp; I went to Becker's to try on dresses for MY wedding.&amp;nbsp; While, I did not end up getting a dress there, I will say the shop is super cute and completely overwhelming with the amount of gowns!&amp;nbsp; I think I tried on 3 or 4 there and wasn't impressed and so we continued on to&amp;nbsp;a couple other shops before I found my dress.&lt;br /&gt;
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The book talks a lot about 'the one.'&amp;nbsp; I just never got that feeling, yet I completely adored my wedding dress.&amp;nbsp; I just never got the tears or breathlessness that others talk about.&amp;nbsp; I just though, hey it's what I was looking for, I look good in it.&amp;nbsp; Hmm, works for me!&amp;nbsp; But, I'm not a romantic.&amp;nbsp; I'm a realist.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"Couples are more successful in marriageif they see themselves as helpmates rather than soulmates. " pg. 20&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I really agree with the above.&amp;nbsp; So many people stay&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;single because they are searching for a 'soulmate' or someone who will knock them off their feet.&amp;nbsp; But marriage isn't always rosy and romantic.&amp;nbsp; It's work.&amp;nbsp; It's sharing the same ideals and goals.&amp;nbsp; It's supporting each other.&amp;nbsp; It's teamwork.&lt;br /&gt;
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The book jumped back and forth with telling the history behind Beckers, statistics about marriage / women/families, and individual brides.&amp;nbsp; The beginning started out kind of slow but by the middle I was engrossed.&lt;br /&gt;
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An Excerpt from the book's &lt;a href="http://magicroombook.com/excerpt/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One hundred miles northwest of my home, in a tiny, rural town with one stoplight, I found a place where 100,000 daughters, along with their mothers and fathers, have found themselves reflecting on the word “love.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;It’s a place where, every day, parents can’t help but be enveloped by a swell of emotion as they think back to the love they felt when their daughters were little girls. They think ahead, too, contemplating the love needed to carry their daughters onward from here. These parents know the disappointments and betrayals associated with the word “love,” especially these days. They know the losses that define life. Still, most make their pilgrimage here with a sense of hope and optimism.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My favorite sections where when he talked about the individual brides and their journey to Beckers.&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a quick read and I would recommend it to those who've made the search for a wedding gown, those who've dreamed of it and those who like the history of a place and a thriving family business.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;I was given this book through Crazy Book Tours and all opinions are my own.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-6858496477661291576?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;"She was unnerved by Dr. Swenson's repeated references to "our delivery" date and the letters from her dead friend that she found waiting in her bed at night."&amp;nbsp; pg. 293&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;1. What do you think of the ethics of infecting the men of the tribe with malaria for a coke?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I personally disagree with the practice.&amp;nbsp; If the Lakashi could communicate with the doctors and if they understood malaria and what could happen, then by all means if they volunteer, sure, but in the situation where they cannot effectively communicate all of this then I do not support it.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of ethics, what do you think of how Dr. Swenson ran things in the Amazon? Was it like the Wild West every&amp;nbsp;man/woman for themselves or was she really reckless?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think she was very reckless and that someone needed to pull in her reins.&amp;nbsp; I understand her viewpoint that nothing would get done and people would get in her way, but she was very unconventional and I think she needed someone to tell her no.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;3. Barbara Bovender, one of Annik’s caretakers/gatekeepers tells Marina, “She’s such a force of nature. . . . a woman completely fearless, someone who sees the world without limitations.” Is this a fair assessment of Annik? How would you describe her? How has the elderly doctor’s past shaped the person she is and the choices she has made?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think she was stubborn, smart, full of herself and very narrow minded on her project.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;4. Should women of any age be able to have children? What are the benefits and the downsides? Why does this ability seem to work in the Lakashi culture? What impact does this research ultimately have on Marina? Whether you are a man or woman, would you want to have a child in your fifties or sixties? How far should modern science go to “improve” on nature?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I do NOT think a woman of any age should have a child.&amp;nbsp; It is not fair to the child when their 80 year old parent dies when they are 2.&amp;nbsp; In the Lakashi culture it worked because everyone took care of everyone and they were in the middle of the Amazon with NOTHING else to do. I would not want a small child in my 50s or 60s.&amp;nbsp; I do not want one in my 40s.&amp;nbsp; They are a lot of work and tiring.&amp;nbsp; It wouldn't be fair to the child.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;5. Would you travel into the unknown of the Amazon?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That is one place I have no desire to visit.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;6. What is your opinion of the choices Marina made regarding Easter? What role did the boy play in the story? Do you think Marina will ever have the child—one like Easter—that she wants?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think she was very limited in her situation seeing as how she had no way to communicate but I really don't see how she was going to get out of that situation any other way.&amp;nbsp; I feel bad for Easter.&amp;nbsp; Everyone he cared about him, abandoned him.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was hysterical she was trying to remember what he was wearing for a 'wanted poster.'&amp;nbsp; Delusional.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;7. How do you think the story ends for the main players? Marina? Dr. Swenson? Anders? Mr. Fox? Easter? The Lakashi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I would like to think that Easter made his way back to Dr. Swenson and somehow made it to Minnesota to be with Dr. Eckman.&amp;nbsp; Marina, I picture her quitting Vogel and Mr. Fox and moving to a small town alone and taking up surgery/ob again.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Swenson, living until she was 90 and being a beeeyotch the whole time and getting the malaria vaccine marketed.&amp;nbsp; Anders adopting children from impoverish nations trying to make up for losing Easter.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Fox being old and stupid.&amp;nbsp; The Lakashi, I see them not even batting an eye when Dr. Swenson and her team leave and continuing to eat their tree bark.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;8. What did you think of the night Marina and Anders spent together?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I think in those situations you need someone to be close and comforted with and you aren't even thinking about who it is with.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;What did you think? I was pleasantly surprised!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6074525941603563773-2698339507637781305?l=www.themanythoughtsofareader.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This past weekend I made these Baked Oatmeal Bars that I found on &lt;a href="http://www.katheats.com/?page_id=4681"&gt;Kath Eats Real Food.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50sF47kVPtU/TyAH95WxJ9I/AAAAAAAABsM/rJCTcLLP5Io/s1600/baked+oatmeal+squares.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50sF47kVPtU/TyAH95WxJ9I/AAAAAAAABsM/rJCTcLLP5Io/s320/baked+oatmeal+squares.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;( &lt;a href="http://www.katheats.com/?page_id=4681"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, mine did not look this good ha.&amp;nbsp; I used chocolate chips, a bit of brown sugar, flaxseed, chopped and chopped almonds for my concoction.&amp;nbsp; It is definitely very moist and muffin like, as the comments mention.&amp;nbsp; They were pretty darn good.&amp;nbsp; I even ate it in my mix of yogurt and fruit the other morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday, I made &lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/2011/10/oven-baked-frito-pie.html"&gt;Oven Baked Frito Pie&lt;/a&gt; for our football watching company.&amp;nbsp; This recipe came from &lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/"&gt;Sweet Treats and More.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.sweettreatsmore.com/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, this was just okay.&amp;nbsp; I think I was expecting more creaminess or something.&amp;nbsp; I like stuff with a kick and while I did use diced tomatoes with green chilies, it just wasn't AMAAAZING to me.&amp;nbsp; It did reheat nicely for lunch the other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;At the beginning of football season, so waaaaay back in September I made a Baked Panzanella Caprese Salad from &lt;a href="http://iowagirleats.com/2011/09/08/what-im-all-about/"&gt;Iowa Girl Eats.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{ &lt;a href="http://iowagirleats.com/2011/09/08/what-im-all-about/"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt; }&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;OMG.&amp;nbsp; This was amazinggggg.&amp;nbsp; I cannot believe I haven't made it again since.&amp;nbsp; The mozzarella was soo good and the balsamic vinegar made it sooo sooo good.&amp;nbsp; I would eat it again for lunch any day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also in September, my husband and I tried &lt;a href="http://www.roxanagreengirl.com/2011/01/pull-apart-cheesy-herb-bread.html"&gt;Pull Apart Cheesy Herb Bread.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; We were a big fail at it.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if it was us or the recipe, but it wasn't good and did not look good.&amp;nbsp; Big fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;One random Saturday night we also tried &lt;a href="http://www.howto-simplify.com/2010/10/homemade-mozzarella-sticks.html"&gt;Easy Mozzarella Sticks&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Yum&amp;nbsp; We used random old cheese sticks (god knows how long they'd been in the fridge!) and it was fantastic.&amp;nbsp; We even ended up doing fried pickles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;(Somehow setting my alarm clock to the Christmas station doesn’t make waking up any easier)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yaaaaawwwn, time to get moving. Today is the first day of painting. Tim and I (mostly Tim) have been working really hard over the past couple of weeks to prepare the house for a major makeover. Over the next week, almost every room will get a fresh coat of paint and the crappy plastic-wood trim and doors will also get coated in pretty white. I am so excited! The painters will be here at 8 am and we have a bit of cleanup and last minute things to do before they arrive. I start stripping the bed and throwing laundry down the stairs while Tim packs up the dog kennels in our bedroom and moves them down into the family room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;8:00 am: At work, coffee in hand, ready to go! First stop of the day is an hour-long session of ophthopathology rounds. We get together with clinicians from the hospital and go through a few recent cases. They give us a clinical perspective; we give them a pathology perspective and answer any questions that may still linger. On the docket today: Eyeballs from 1 Chinese water dragon, 2 horses and a cat. Very informative.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;9:15 am: Since trimming was so quick, I have some time to kill before my biopsies are ready for the day. I get my computer set up and read through my e-mails.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I met with the medial illustrator yesterday about a few manuscripts I am working on. He sent me some information about my image quality and I need to get a layout for the color plate that is going in the first manuscript.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I play around in PowerPoint for about an hour and I’m feeling good about what I have so far, so I send it off to him. It’s a hit! Now I need to get the actual images together so he can crop them in and actually make the figure. First things first though, my slides are ready and I need to get through biopsies.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;10:30 am: Reading biopsies. Just 3 cases to read, 7 slides total.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Since it’s the holiday, most clinicians aren’t seeing many patients this week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a nice bonus for me since my research really needs most of my time right now. I crank up the Christmas tunes and get to work. First case is a small mass on an American bulldog. It looked like it might be melanoma when I trimmed it in, so I am happy when I see on the slide that it is a benign vascular tumor (hemangioma).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Looks like they got it all, too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Score 1 for the patients! Case 2 is equally positive. Breast cancer in a mixed breed dog. It looks benign and completely excised.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Score 2 for the patients! Let’s see if we can go 3 for 3 today.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;11:45 am: Lunch time!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I brought a lean cuisine, but I really want Panera. Looks like I’ll be making a sandwich run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12pt; mso-ascii-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: Arial; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I got the asiago roast beef (with the meat cooked) and a mango smoothie.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yummy!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I brought it back to the office so I could play on the computer for a bit while I eat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I spend my lunch break surfing the interwebs and checking in on my favorite websites.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1:00 pm: Met with the senior pathologist to review our cases.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He agreed with all of my diagnoses. It’s a good biopsy day. No bad news today. When I first started reading biopsies, I had a really difficult time with it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I felt like I was GIVING patients diseases. I would look at a slide and think ‘damn, I really don’t want to give this cat squamous cell carcinoma’.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After awhile, I have come to accept that I’m not giving patients anything.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am simply diagnosing what they have. My job is not always a happy job, but I feel like it is so important to do the best job I can in order to ensure that patients are treated appropriately. Whether the news is good or bad isn’t up to me, whether the diagnosis is right or wrong is the only thing I can control, and that in itself is a challenge. (ok, off soapbox)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;At this point, my back is killing me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Up and down in my office, sitting up looking through microscopes for several hours and 2 babies pushing my belly out way further than it was ever supposed to be have all taken their toll. My pace is slowing down.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Fortunately, I can hang out in my office for a bit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2:00 pm: I am back to work on one of my manuscripts. The images are all digital slides and radiographs. I need to hunt through and see if I have everything I need to make these figures great. Time to crank up iTunes again and get busy. These images are huge files (2-4 GB) so it’s going to take awhile for my ancient computer to process them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;3:15 pm: After an hour of fighting with my computer to acquire images, I’m not feeling so hot. I need to walk away from this for a bit, so I go to the lab to do some cell culture. I have 4 cell lines that need to be taken care of pretty regularly. They are all cancer cell lines that I use to study a virally induced cancer that happens in people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I fed her and we snuggled for a few before we made the motions of getting up.&amp;nbsp; I made coffee, they settled in to toys and books and then we traded.&amp;nbsp; I sipped coffee, and played with the zookeeper as my husband whipped up some tasty pancakes, little lady's first time trying them.&lt;br /&gt;
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We sat down to breakfast as a family, the little lady, devouring mushed up blueberries, some puffs, and bits of pancakes.&amp;nbsp; She was nothing like a lady, shoveling the food in my the handful.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, I wonder if she thinks we will take the food away.&amp;nbsp; Then I get sad and think of other little kids who don't have food.&amp;nbsp; Not fair.&amp;nbsp; In between handfuls, I spoon fed her&amp;nbsp;a pear&amp;amp; raspberry combo which she adored.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then another nursing and cuddle session and I headed down to the treadmill.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I did 1.8&amp;nbsp; miles in about 30 minutes by doing the weightloss plan 1 on a whim.&amp;nbsp; There were a lot of inclines! &lt;br /&gt;
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No me gusta.&lt;br /&gt;
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Emily has asked me to describe a normal day in my life as a stay at home mom. Honestly, I feel like I am incredibly boring but hopefully someone will find my life to be slightly entertaining. I choose to share a Tuesday with you guys since that is our most eventful day. &lt;br /&gt;
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5am: My husbands alarm goes off, quickly followed by my 2 year old Drew creeping into our room asking for milk. He would happily be up for the day, but goes back down when I ask him too. Alynn, our 7 month old hears us and wakes up for her first bottle. I feed her while Naythan showers. &lt;br /&gt;
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6am: Alynn is back in bed, so I eat breakfast with Naythan and see him off to work. I than shower and get dressed. &lt;br /&gt;
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6:45am: I sit down&amp;nbsp; with a cup of coffee to do school work. (Oh on top of being a stay at home mom, I am also a full time student.) &lt;br /&gt;
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8:15am: Both kids wake up for the day so there is a rush to change diapers and get food into little bellies. I put on Dinosaur Train for Drew while I make him food, then we all sit down at the table and I try to feed Alynn her bananas which is no easy task while trying to keep Drew from feeding is syrup covered waffles to the dog.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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9am: Everyone gets a bath and dressed than Drew gets to watch a short show of his choosing while I check out facebook and message boards. He normally chooses Thomas the Train and I can only take so much shunting, buffing and bunting before I feel like shooting anything that even thinks about huffing or puffing, &lt;br /&gt;
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9:20am: I turn off the show, set Drew up with a craft and run around the house like a crazy person trying to clean up. Drew will come behind me and undo most of the cleaning I just did until I give in and let him play in the sink which results in the kitchen looking like Niagara falls just had a baby. At least now I don’t have to mop. Alynn is crawling around and playing until I start the vacuum then she screams in terror until I pick her up and put her in the Moby. &lt;br /&gt;
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10:35 am: the house is clean. I put Alynn down for a nap, set Drew on the potty, and we sit down to read a book. &lt;br /&gt;
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10:55 am: Our speech therapist shows up and we spend the next hour on the floor trying hard to coax words out of Drew. &lt;br /&gt;
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12pm: Alynn wakes up so I let her bang a spoon on her high chair while I make a salad for Naythan and I, mac and cheese for Drew. While I am busy in the kitchen, Drew is stripping off all his clothes and before I catch him he is peeing on the dog. I wrestle clothes back on him. Naythan comes home and we all eat together. &lt;br /&gt;
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1pm: The kids and I sit down to read books or color since it is to cold to go outside these days. If it is nice we will head to the park to run off some energy for a while. Or we will go out the store. Something to get out of the house before I lose my mind! &lt;br /&gt;
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3:30pm: Naptime. Thank God. Both kids go down and I sit in a quiet house. Or I will catch up on my shows. Play around online, do homework, talk on the phone and unwind. &lt;br /&gt;
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4:30pm: I start prepping dinner. Skype with my baby sister or Talk to my best friend. &lt;br /&gt;
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4:50pm: Alynn wakes up and we play together. We love this time because I can focus on just her and she can roam the house without worrying about being ran over by her big brother. &lt;br /&gt;
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5:00pm: Drew is up and I start working on dinner while he plays with his sister and watches Dinosaur Train on Netflix. I love watching them play together. At least until he pushes her over which results in both kids crying. &lt;br /&gt;
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6:30pm: Naythan is home from the gym so we all eat together. Once again begging and pleading with Drew to eat something other than hotdogs and cheese. &lt;br /&gt;
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7:30pm: Start bedtime routines. Bath, books, bottle, bed. Alynn crawls around while Drew wrestles with his daddy. This is seriously my favorite time of the day. My heart melts every time I see them play together. All this time I am doing dishes and getting drawn into their games. &lt;br /&gt;
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8:15pm: Both kids are in bed. I head to the gym. &lt;br /&gt;
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9:35pm: Home from the gym to a quiet house. Naythan and I snuggle on the couch watching a NCIS. &lt;br /&gt;
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10:30pm: Do more homework, play online, or fall asleep on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;
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11 pm: I fall into bed, only to start it all over again in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;
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I seriously love being able to stay home with my kiddos. They crack me up and I laugh all day long. I feel incredibly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;
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