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It is intended to be viewed in a newsreader or syndicated to another site.</feedburner:browserFriendly><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-2756323667745833289</id><published>2009-01-25T20:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:49:41.048-06:00</updated><title type="text">Religulous</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/photo_home5-769288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/photo_home5-769286.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my most religious experiences have been wine. (Photo from:  PremierCru.net)</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/2756323667745833289" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/2756323667745833289" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/P4gOZT205wg/religulous.html" title="Religulous" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2009/01/religulous.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-1673812985105353297</id><published>2009-01-12T14:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T11:20:29.501-06:00</updated><title type="text">Sledding!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9390-795797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9390-795785.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big snow storm hit Chicago, so off to one of our finer &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/caldwell-woods-chicago"&gt;sledding parks&lt;/a&gt; with the Sanders.  No tow lifts or anything like that but it has a nice warming hut, complete with a fireplace.  There were hundreds of kids braving the driving snow and cold.  No better way to spend a Saturday. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L0bVaSZlU0s"&gt;Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:  This great action shot is the photo-of-the-day on &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_rHUrGgVZJwA/SWzImLln4MI/AAAAAAAAASc/NAa8yQWqxcs/s640/WBEZ011309.jpg"&gt;WBEZ.org&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/1673812985105353297" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/1673812985105353297" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/GOginzmc2nc/sledding.html" title="Sledding!!!" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2009/01/sledding.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-2743480186512964071</id><published>2009-01-05T09:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:12:14.150-06:00</updated><title type="text">Pine 2008</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/PineMountain2008/images/img_9355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 346px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/PineMountain2008/images/img_9355.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed up to &lt;a href="http://www.pinemountainresort.com/winter/"&gt;Pine Mountain&lt;/a&gt; again this year (fourth year running) for some skiing and snowboarding between the holidays.  Rebecca sported her new suit and got to hang with lots of friends.  In fact, I didn't see her much during the day.  She played with her friends and me with mine.  Conditions were cold (single digits and teens), we got some snow and there was little wind all of which made for some decent midwest skiing.  A few &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/PineMountain2008/index.html"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/2743480186512964071" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/2743480186512964071" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/nbe9A-6Da1w/pine-2008.html" title="Pine 2008" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2009/01/pine-2008.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-1894829472824471153</id><published>2008-12-26T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T15:17:53.120-06:00</updated><title type="text">Christmas in Kansas City</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wE0Bmw0DTME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wE0Bmw0DTME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a wonderful, relaxing Christmas in Kansas City with Sharon's family.  The day after I took the girls ice skating, outside.  It was over 60F out and the rink was melting.  But no one particularly cared, especially Rebecca and Lily who were on the ice for about 2 hours.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/1894829472824471153" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/1894829472824471153" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/IMT717ka7fA/christmas-in-kansas-city.html" title="Christmas in Kansas City" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/12/christmas-in-kansas-city.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-6219962899033070257</id><published>2008-12-20T16:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T10:33:08.460-06:00</updated><title type="text">Bug Snowboards Alpine Valley</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9303-788056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/IMG_9303-787135.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bug conquers Alpine Valley on heels AND toes!  Check out the cool new Burton board from Aunt Ash.  &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=32Q6TCjnq5Y"&gt;See Rebecca in action&lt;/a&gt;.  A few &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/AlpineValleySkiing2008/index.html"&gt;photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/6219962899033070257" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/6219962899033070257" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/LqBMNy-ZOSQ/bug-snowboards-alpine-valley.html" title="Bug Snowboards Alpine Valley" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/12/bug-snowboards-alpine-valley.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-5929416477036201339</id><published>2008-12-16T13:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T13:14:08.274-06:00</updated><title type="text">Faulx in Chicago</title><content type="html">&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/9JMZfe2WO3Q' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/9JMZfe2WO3Q'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Faulxs took Chicago by storm with endless eating, skating, touring and playing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5929416477036201339" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5929416477036201339" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/kLD19kFzOZQ/faulx-in-chicago_16.html" title="Faulx in Chicago" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/12/faulx-in-chicago_16.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-5975168794902819399</id><published>2008-08-18T06:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T07:26:50.703-05:00</updated><title type="text">Boston Visit</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/BostonSummer08/images/pictures_135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/BostonSummer08/images/pictures_135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca and I spent the weekend in Boston.  We flew up on Thursday and spent 2 days at my Stoughton office and then moved downtown.  With big plans for Friday night, we took the T to Fenway for a game vs. Blue Jays.  Sadly, it got rained out but we had a fun time anyway.  Saturday was beautiful and we toured the entire city on bike.  Our &lt;a href="http://www.urbanadventours.com/"&gt;tour guide&lt;/a&gt; took us all over for three hours.  In the evening, we headed to the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ll=42.364505,-71.053669&amp;amp;spn=0.007483,0.013304&amp;amp;z=16"&gt;North End&lt;/a&gt;, Boston's Little Italy, for the Fisherman's Feast--an annual event dating back to 1911.  The Feast is based on the devotion of the     fishermen from Sciacca to the Madonna del Soccorso (Our Lady of Help). The streets were filled with food to eat, stuff to buy, games to play and music.  Rebecca got a tattoo, kettle corn and chocolate covered strawberries.  We hooked up with Hang and her friends, had lots of fun and watched Phelps earn his 8th Gold Medal.  Sunday we toured thebeautiful &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=Public+Garden,+Charles+St,+Boston,+Suffolk,+Massachusetts,+United+States&amp;amp;sll=42.363729,-71.056159&amp;amp;sspn=0.007483,0.013304&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;geocode=0,42.355900,-71.069260&amp;amp;ll=42.354818,-71.068261&amp;amp;spn=0.007484,0.013304&amp;amp;z=16"&gt;Public Garden&lt;/a&gt;, walked up quaint Charles Street on Beacon Hill and then sadly headed home.  It was a wonderful visit and I particularly loved hanging out with Rebecca and holding her hand as we walked everywhere.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/BostonSummer08/index.html"&gt;Pictures&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5975168794902819399" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5975168794902819399" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/brJqyxNXXtM/boston-visit.html" title="Boston Visit" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/08/boston-visit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-3273201101820693941</id><published>2008-07-20T09:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:11:41.488-05:00</updated><title type="text">Volterra</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day11Volterra/images/img_8510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day11Volterra/images/img_8510.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our last full day in Italy we packed in as much as we could, repeating those things we enjoyed and trying to visit those places still on our list.  Warren and I traveled to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=volterra+italy&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.40062,10.863762&amp;amp;spn=0.029435,0.053215&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;Volterra&lt;/a&gt; where we discovered the world base for alabaster.  Visiting several studios and shops, we saw beautiful craftsmanship using different grades of stone.  Each piece seemed to be more beautiful than the next. The town itself was also a nice discovery.  It's beautifully preserved with several piazzas and narrow walkways.   &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day11Volterra/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/3273201101820693941" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/3273201101820693941" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/njRUK5czz_o/volterra.html" title="Volterra" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/volterra.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-9207192387337705568</id><published>2008-07-13T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:54:29.101-05:00</updated><title type="text">Borgo Antico</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day10BorgoAntico/images/img_8479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day10BorgoAntico/images/img_8479.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all slept late and relaxed around the villa.  The kids went for a hike and then a compulsory swim. We headed to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=15172713443654259781,43.363878,11.170521&amp;amp;saddr=Villa+%4043.363878,11.170521&amp;amp;daddr=43.570069,11.38351&amp;amp;mra=dme&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;mrsp=1&amp;amp;sz=15&amp;amp;sll=43.573924,11.392136&amp;amp;sspn=0.014644,0.026608&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.470487,11.285319&amp;amp;spn=0.014669,0.026608&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Castelina in Chianti&lt;/a&gt;, passed through Radda (MUST go back) and then to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=15172713443654259781,43.363878,11.170521&amp;amp;saddr=Villa+%4043.363878,11.170521&amp;amp;daddr=43.570069,11.38351&amp;amp;mra=dme&amp;amp;mrcr=0&amp;amp;mrsp=1&amp;amp;sz=15&amp;amp;sll=43.573924,11.392136&amp;amp;sspn=0.014644,0.026608&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.566866,11.385312&amp;amp;spn=0.014646,0.026608&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Dimezzano&lt;/a&gt; for dinner at Dave and Laura's cousin's restaurant Borgo Antico.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day10BorgoAntico/"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/9207192387337705568" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/9207192387337705568" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/JkPGPKvKfzw/borgo-antico.html" title="Borgo Antico" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/borgo-antico.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-5134795898307550841</id><published>2008-07-13T06:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:25:40.240-05:00</updated><title type="text">Reach The Beach</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day9RoccaDiPopuloniaAlta/images/img_0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day9RoccaDiPopuloniaAlta/images/img_0924.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lounged around the Villa and then drove to Baratti Beach, about 2 hours from here.  The roads were twisty, turny so not much fun for some of the family but the views were great.  We then worked our way up to the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=populonia+castle&amp;amp;sll=42.985374,10.491772&amp;amp;sspn=0.014786,0.026608&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.990586,10.502586&amp;amp;spn=0.055625,0.10643&amp;amp;t=p&amp;amp;z=13"&gt;Populonia Castle&lt;/a&gt;. It's situated on a peninsula a few hundred feet above the Mediterranean with an unbelievable view that included Elba.  Dinner was at the only restaurant in the tiny town--quite good.  We had a 4 course dinner with lots of just-caught seafood.  We took an easier (but longer) trip home and heads hit the pillows around 1am.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day9RoccaDiPopuloniaAlta/"&gt;Pictures&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5134795898307550841" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5134795898307550841" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/94LOErNsQuA/reach-beach.html" title="Reach The Beach" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/reach-beach.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-5649597636011747444</id><published>2008-07-12T00:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T00:29:11.506-05:00</updated><title type="text">The Day in Firenze</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day8Firenze/images/img_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day8Firenze/images/img_0856.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=firenze&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.787454,11.256866&amp;amp;spn=0.233473,0.42572&amp;amp;z=11&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Florence&lt;/a&gt; is about an hour away so we packed up the kids and hit the road.  It's hard to do such a big city in a day but we hit the highlights, covering it all on foot.  Sharon played tour guide, having studied here in college.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day8Firenze/"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5649597636011747444" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5649597636011747444" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/yOIOhrDjG6g/day-in-firenze.html" title="The Day in Firenze" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/day-in-firenze.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-3608434177688330204</id><published>2008-07-11T06:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:35:30.705-05:00</updated><title type="text">Hike from Montauto</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day7Montauto/images/img_8200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day7Montauto/images/img_8200.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls went horseback riding this morning at Agrifolio in &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=110414535791374638337.000451a689993cddd04e1&amp;amp;ll=43.414961,11.190948&amp;amp;spn=0.01381,0.026608&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Staggia&lt;/a&gt; and I toured nearby villas and vineyards.  With Villa owner Jens Schmidt we drove up to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=110414535791374638337.000451a689993cddd04e1&amp;amp;ll=43.361756,11.183481&amp;amp;spn=0.027644,0.053215&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;Montauto &lt;/a&gt;  where his friend owns the only home.  It's isolated and has spectacular views at the top of the mountain.  We hiked down to Case Monti and then onto &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;msid=110414535791374638337.000451a689993cddd04e1&amp;amp;ll=43.356202,11.16374&amp;amp;spn=0.013823,0.026608&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Scorgiano&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day7Montauto/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/3608434177688330204" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/3608434177688330204" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/ifZ_B34eVIE/hike-from-montauto.html" title="Hike from Montauto" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/hike-from-montauto.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-9198854179778383080</id><published>2008-07-09T17:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:26:37.948-05:00</updated><title type="text">Visiting Local Towns</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day6DElsas/images/img_8130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day6DElsas/images/img_8130.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a leisurely morning on Monday the 7th and then headed out to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Casole+D%27Elsa+italy&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;ll=43.341285,11.044843&amp;amp;spn=0.00735,0.013304&amp;amp;t=k&amp;amp;z=16"&gt;Casole D'Elsa&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Colli+di+Val+D%27Elsa+italy&amp;amp;sll=43.487023,11.153097&amp;amp;sspn=0.007333,0.013304&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.466594,11.145587&amp;amp;spn=0.01467,0.026608&amp;amp;t=k&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Colle di Val D'Elsa&lt;/a&gt;.  Both are exquisite old small towns that have been well maintained and are fun to explore.  There were few tourists so we had both mostly to ourselves.  The evening was a late swim (with drinks of course) and another delicious team dinner.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day6DElsas/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/9198854179778383080" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/9198854179778383080" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/Izv1EE4gmTc/visiting-local-towns.html" title="Visiting Local Towns" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/visiting-local-towns.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-589748150734478903</id><published>2008-07-09T16:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:44:48.795-05:00</updated><title type="text">Monteriggioni</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day5Monteriggioni/images/img_8087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day5Monteriggioni/images/img_8087.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our drive up from Rome, we were happy to just hang out for most of the day at the unbelievable Villa Montecastelli.  So we slept in, took a few walks and played by the pool which, on the north side of the estate, has breathtaking views of neighboring hillside &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Monteriggioni+italy&amp;amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;amp;sspn=63.215425,107.578125&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.3767,11.163998&amp;amp;spn=0.007221,0.013132&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;villas&lt;/a&gt; and nearby towns.  The kids got in plenty of pool time (which, of course is never enough).  We pickup up some groceries and made our way to &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Monteriggioni+italy&amp;amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;amp;sspn=63.215425,107.578125&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.390984,11.224465&amp;amp;spn=0.014439,0.026264&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=15&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Monteriggioni &lt;/a&gt;where we experienced a Medieval Festival.  In the US this would have been a little corny but in the setting of this Medieval castle town, it came alive. We picked up a case of wine from a much-appreciative &lt;a href="http://www.ilciliegio.com/"&gt;local vintner&lt;/a&gt; and had a yummy dinner at the Villa by chef Sharon. &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day5Monteriggioni/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/589748150734478903" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/589748150734478903" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/CdLU-lMD1LE/monteriggioni.html" title="Monteriggioni" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/monteriggioni.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-7461323532616064372</id><published>2008-07-09T16:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:23:55.213-05:00</updated><title type="text">Flying</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/Rebecca-Flying-Close-crop-701129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/Rebecca-Flying-Close-crop-700694.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is this?!!! Our friend Peter Vogt took a picture of Rebecca and his girlfriend Pam did a little Photoshop magic.  Click on the image to see it bigger.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/7461323532616064372" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/7461323532616064372" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/52s5DXaeDWo/flying.html" title="Flying" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/flying.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-5246345169773432435</id><published>2008-07-08T06:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T16:33:40.540-05:00</updated><title type="text">To Siena</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day4ToVilla/images/img_8068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day4ToVilla/images/img_8068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out of the hotel after another nice breakfast on the terrace and we walked to get our rental car (van).  It was a nice walk north through beautiful streets.  We got a bit lost but picked up the 9-passenger Europcar without incident.  We picked up the girls and headed out of town.  Again, the GPS was invaluable.  It's about a 3 hour drive to Siena and we stopped halfway in a random town called &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;q=map+Otricoli+italy&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.427765,12.478237&amp;amp;spn=0.058666,0.105057&amp;amp;z=13&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Otricoli&lt;/a&gt;.  Warren and I were debating as to whether to stop at a roadside stand (think:  oasis on the Ohio turnpike, Italian style), or pay the exit toll and head into a town.  We were greatly awarded for taking the path less traveled.  Otricoli is a charming town overlooking the valley.  We had a delightful, long lunch at their finest restaurant.  After a little stroll, we headed onward to our &lt;a href="http://www.montecastelli.it/"&gt;villa&lt;/a&gt;.  Follow the link to learn about it.  It's absolutely spectacular, old and gorgeously restored.  The views from &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Strada+di+Pieve+a+Castello,+53035+Monteriggioni,+SI+%28Toscana%29,+Italy&amp;amp;sll=44.948186,8.682632&amp;amp;sspn=0.014063,0.026264&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.373206,11.153526&amp;amp;spn=0.014443,0.026264&amp;amp;z=15&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Montecastelli&lt;/a&gt; are amazing and amenities, first class.  It's a working olive farm with a few chickens for eggs and pigs for prosciutto--yum. We finished the day under a clear Tuscan night with stars, Milky Way and zipping satellites.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day4ToVilla/index.html"&gt;Today's pictures&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5246345169773432435" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5246345169773432435" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/NU5q4DHvQkY/to-siena.html" title="To Siena" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/to-siena.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-6363976109727715280</id><published>2008-07-08T05:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T06:16:44.365-05:00</updated><title type="text">Coliseum and Ancient Rome</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day3Colosseo/images/img_7862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day3Colosseo/images/img_7862.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a HUGE day.  We met Laila at the Coliseum and learned much about its history and how it was build.  We then toured the oldest part of Rome, had lunch in a private dinner club in the Jewish part of town and then visited the cat orphanage. After a little nap we walked more and had dinner just off of the Piazza Navona.  And no day is now complete without gelato.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day3Colosseo/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/6363976109727715280" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/6363976109727715280" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/wQbr-bJ4q04/blog-post.html" title="Coliseum and Ancient Rome" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/blog-post.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-7866456297407222790</id><published>2008-07-07T02:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:54:17.232-05:00</updated><title type="text">Vatican City and Pantheon</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day2VaticanCity/images/img_7786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day2VaticanCity/images/img_7786.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a very full day touring Vatican City and the Pantheon.  Our guide was Laila Volpe. For now, I will let the &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day2VaticanCity/index.html"&gt;140+ pictures&lt;/a&gt; tell the story.  When I have time I'll update the images with captions and details. We are having a spectacular time: learning lots, exploring, eating, drinking and laughing.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/7866456297407222790" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/7866456297407222790" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/DIvy2JfVtDQ/vatican-city-and-pantheon.html" title="Vatican City and Pantheon" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/vatican-city-and-pantheon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-4812143886300591686</id><published>2008-07-06T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:46:46.587-05:00</updated><title type="text">Roma</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day1/images/img_7633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day1/images/img_7633.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived in Rome on 3 separate flights, meeting within 10 minutes and somewhat all well rested.  We taxied downtown, checked in and hit the streets for food and sites.  It's hot but tolerable.  We're near the Spanish Steps in the heart of the city with most everything within walking distance.  Sharon's effort to relearn Italian has immediately paid off, simplifying most interactions around the city, particularly with such important things and finding what's best to eat on the menu. &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Italy2008Day1/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt;.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/4812143886300591686" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/4812143886300591686" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/Gy7mEYQ2j1U/roma.html" title="Roma" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/07/roma.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-2145925150236243753</id><published>2008-06-23T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:58:03.646-05:00</updated><title type="text">Rainbow</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/IMG_7576-779613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/IMG_7576-779597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Tourtellottes came over for dinner and to do some final Italy planning.  It had been raining on and off all day--rain, sun, rain, sun... We were rewarded late in the day with a beautiful rainbow--lots if detail in the color spectrum.  Seen here from our bathroom.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/2145925150236243753" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/2145925150236243753" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/XIzZZQMN76E/rainbow.html" title="Rainbow" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/06/rainbow.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-3885474989831628199</id><published>2008-06-22T14:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:43:42.942-05:00</updated><title type="text">Cona Visit</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/ConaSpring08/images/housestitched.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/ConaSpring08/images/housestitched.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us flew to Cona for the weekend--nothing formal planned, just to hang out with Grandpa Jason. We swam in the pool, kayaked down the Yellow Breeches, had dinner with the McCorkles and Peter &amp;amp; Pam visited. The most memorable part of the weekend were the meals on the screened porch. I had SO many family dinners there as a kid and in the summers, with no A/C, we practically lived out there. I was glad that Rebecca, at 10, got to have several nice meals there with Grandpa Jason. Even though we've all aged, the sights, smells and woodsy environment there hasn't changed for the 35 years we've enjoyed Cona. A few &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/ConaSpring08/index.html"&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; of the weekend.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/3885474989831628199" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/3885474989831628199" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/EJa5h_-ujKg/cona-visit.html" title="Cona Visit" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/06/cona-visit.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-6391657362161507268</id><published>2008-05-07T21:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:33:16.170-05:00</updated><title type="text">$6,500 Raised</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/FoodPantryWineTasting2008/images/img_7363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/FoodPantryWineTasting2008/images/img_7363.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some neighbors and I hosted a wine tasting fund raiser to benefit the Irving Park Community Food Pantry.  It was a huge success, raising over $6,500 for the homeless and underprivileged in our community.  It was their single most successful fund raiser ever and it created new awareness of the efforts of the organization in the neighborhood.  Wine, food, venue and invitations were all donated.  &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/FoodPantryWineTasting2008/index.html"&gt;Photos.&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/6391657362161507268" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/6391657362161507268" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/SC1oyrLH4aE/6500-raised.html" title="$6,500 Raised" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/05/6500-raised.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-132227488987860509</id><published>2008-04-30T12:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:26:46.681-05:00</updated><title type="text">Gert to Dataw</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/P1020407-722812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://peterlitton.com/uploaded_images/P1020407-722789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought Great Grandma Gert to see Grandpa Jason in Dataw.  She had never been to the new house.  We travelled together and had a great time.  Spring was in bloom and the weather was beautiful.  Jason has been setting crab traps at a neighbors dock.  We caught a bunch is an awefullys smelly trap--steamed and ate them in a meat garnish.  Yum.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/132227488987860509" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/132227488987860509" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/29XlITmnX3E/gert-to-dataw.html" title="Gert to Dataw" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/04/gert-to-dataw.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-5061021382007288527</id><published>2008-04-17T11:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:53:41.649-05:00</updated><title type="text">Spring Concert</title><content type="html">Rebecca performed in her first-ever band concert, blowing on her trumpet in a three-song set that opened the NPES Spring concert.  She matriculates to 5th grade band and then Advanced band. As her smiles show, she had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lA4J7w4TVU"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3lA4J7w4TVU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5061021382007288527" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/5061021382007288527" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/IDFwKSd4Y4o/spring-concert.html" title="Spring Concert" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/04/spring-concert.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10257975.post-7650025937844726009</id><published>2008-04-09T22:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:26:10.555-05:00</updated><title type="text">Rebecca Turns 10!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Rebeccas10thBirthday/images/img_7297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Rebeccas10thBirthday/images/img_7297.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca ushered in turning ten or "double digits" as she likes to call it.  Of course it was celebrated with friends--no better way for her.  So, cakes, parties, sleepovers were all part of the festivities.  There was a little gift giving but nothing too excessive either requested or given, except for a cell phone.  She would have given ANYTHING for a cell but a little too early and unnecessary.  She just keeps asking and asking.... &lt;a href="http://peterlitton.com/photos/Rebeccas10thBirthday/index.html"&gt;Photos&lt;/a&gt; of the celebration.</content><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/7650025937844726009" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10257975/posts/default/7650025937844726009" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/WhatIsImportantToPeter/~3/ZAU5HziBCaw/httppeterlitton.html" title="Rebecca Turns 10!" /><author><name>Peter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://peterlitton.com/2008/04/httppeterlitton.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
