<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Oct 2024 03:29:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>general living</category><category>joy</category><category>thursday thirteen</category><category>badness</category><category>cute boys</category><category>amusement</category><category>music</category><category>stuff</category><category>family</category><category>friday fill-ins</category><category>gratitude</category><category>love</category><category>youth</category><category>friends</category><category>delusions</category><category>holidays</category><category>husband</category><category>insanity</category><category>kids</category><category>meme-o-rama</category><category>money</category><category>seasons</category><category>teaching</category><category>weirdness</category><category>words</category><category>crying</category><category>football</category><category>movies</category><category>personality</category><category>birthday</category><category>colors</category><category>illness</category><category>irritable</category><category>motherhood</category><category>outdoors</category><category>partying</category><category>pta</category><category>stalking</category><category>wordless wednesday</category><title>A-Lister</title><description>compulsive list-making for your enjoyment</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-1534404493361212741</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 18:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-31T11:37:44.348-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holidays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><title>Revised Approach to Life, 2009</title><description>Last year I tried to create a &lt;a href=&quot;http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/resolutions-resolutions-reso-lu-hu.html&quot;&gt;simple list of resolutions&lt;/a&gt; and for the record &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(there&#39;s a record, right? Somebody is scoring how well I do in life? That&#39;s important to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I&#39;ve done reasonably well at meeting &lt;del&gt;most&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;some&lt;/del&gt; &lt;del&gt;a couple&lt;/del&gt; &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; of them - I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; posted on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.1badmom.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;my regular blog&lt;/a&gt; everyday. Whether or not it&#39;s been pithy and/or meaningful is debatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I&#39;ve become more mindful of my everyday life, but I don&#39;t feel solid at it and look forward &lt;a href=&quot;http://37days.typepad.com/37days/&quot;&gt;to improving&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No claw foot tub (Stu really tried, but they&#39;re all too strangely-shaped for our house. Plus they weigh &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1,000,000 pounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) but &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-caulk.html&quot;&gt;my man did install&lt;/a&gt; a fabulous modern bath tub for me. I only have one candle near it, though. Will work on that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And everything else I actually do &lt;em&gt;sometimes&lt;/em&gt; but not as often as I&#39;d prefer. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I&#39;m designing this year&#39;s resolutions list as a What Not To Do in the hopes that it will stick better that way; I much prefer avoiding what I shouldn&#39;t do rather than doing what I&#39;m told.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc66cc;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;In 2009 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;I will not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lie in bed listening to the radio alarm for more than 2 minutes &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; get up, turn it off, and return to bed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stay up past 10:30 on a school night no matter what. &lt;em&gt;I&#39;m serious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forget to choose the next day&#39;s outfit each night (just for me; Stu can fend for himself).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Skip breakfast, wherein &quot;breakfast&quot; refers to a decent grain - cereal, oatmeal, peanut butter toast + fruit and milk. [Bonus points for meat or egg product. Not sure what the bonus points are for but I&#39;ll think of something].&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start making dinner without lighting a few candles around the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgo a cup of tea in the morning &amp;amp; after school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scorn &amp;amp; avoid the Wii Fit Balance Board after the kids are in bed, and on weekend mornings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put off planning getaways (including babysitter) for me &amp;amp; my man once a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss opportunities to make cards from my photos.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allow my classroom to smell like teen &#39;spirit.&#39; &lt;em&gt;(I got &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.retailrelay.com/Indigo-Wild-Bah-Hum-Zum-Whiff-Sticks-Peppermint-reed-diffuser-P4565.aspx&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;these for $7 at Whole Foods&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; last night!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let other people&#39;s poor/thoughtless choices affect my outlook on life. &lt;em&gt;I&#39;m talking to all the dumbass drivers out there - watch me smile &amp;amp; wave and pray for your soon-to-be-wrecked-or-ticketed souls.&lt;/em&gt; Too much? &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;I doubt they&#39;re reading my blog anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Happy, happy, delightful, magical, marvelous, enjoyable, agreeable New Year to you*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/12/revised-approach-to-life-2009.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-3459730343368906051</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 01:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T17:58:21.279-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insanity</category><title>dueling TO-DOs</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#009900;&quot;&gt;What I &lt;em&gt;Want&lt;/em&gt; to Do During Winter Break:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stare out the window at the snow for hours on end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wander around my neighborhood taking pictures of the snow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink vats of tea with my best friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch every movie with a hint of Academy Award buzz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snuggle with my kids in blankets whenever we feel like it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go rollerskating with my family &amp;amp; best friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read every magazine on my coffee table with serious intention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake lots of yummy things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Transform the spare room into something magically beautiful &amp;amp; useful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Morph into the most organized woman/wife/mom/teacher known to humankind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;What I &lt;em&gt;Ought&lt;/em&gt; to Do During Winter Break:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Send Christmas cards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Develop concrete lesson plans for next quarter.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oversee my children cleaning their rooms, corner to corner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help my man clean the garage (and by &quot;help&quot; I mean buy containers and label stuff).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Establish a meaningful menu/cooking system.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Commit to a regular cleaning schedule.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit with parents.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fix broken ornaments before packing them back in the box after Christmas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read all of the professional books I brought home from my office.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy whatever comes my way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282427498013870946&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRRK_Tb8vUiuW6mZYXfkI1OA1_H78-vDd1BME3VQdvcNigVi1tZGaeHXDoChjNhMAr2tlGgw4PAXi4EAatHGmMn7YX8YqezvIk0KolFzMAO88X3obloL5aPg1bjCYuUGX5RzwPNpPKtrhK/s400/jake_gyllenhaal_08.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;What would Jake do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/12/dueling-to-dos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRRK_Tb8vUiuW6mZYXfkI1OA1_H78-vDd1BME3VQdvcNigVi1tZGaeHXDoChjNhMAr2tlGgw4PAXi4EAatHGmMn7YX8YqezvIk0KolFzMAO88X3obloL5aPg1bjCYuUGX5RzwPNpPKtrhK/s72-c/jake_gyllenhaal_08.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-4356903969484454433</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T21:58:58.105-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">words</category><title>13 words</title><description>Words I like the sound of, and some that just feel particularly satisfying coming out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;jazz&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kiss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jackass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;precarious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;luscious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;well&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;egregious&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;whom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;freakish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hilarity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fluid&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sultry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Which words make your mouth smile?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday Thirteen&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/10/13-words.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-294076191126910997</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 07:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-11T00:00:13.254-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">badness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friday fill-ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><title>thank you, lord, for fridays. amen.</title><description>1. Oh, I can&#39;t wait until I have &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;a clone to do all the boring and/or yucky stuff&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;Our Brita water pitcher&lt;/span&gt; is the first thing I see when I open my refrigerator &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;but I quickly train my eyes on the wine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I never leave home without &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;reading material, for everyone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If I were a condiment, I would be &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;brown mustard&lt;/span&gt; because &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;I am understated yet spicy; enjoyed by many but not all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;Ignorant drivers&lt;/span&gt; is really high up on my list of pet peeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The last thing I thought of before I went to bed was &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&#39;m so bleeding tired; &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scarlett_O&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tomorrow Is Another Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-camp-for-bad-moms.html&quot;&gt;Camp Naughty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;! [I&#39;ll miss you, Bad Husband!]&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;haircut &amp;amp; napping (though not at the same time), and maybe a movie with Bad Husband&lt;/span&gt;, and Sunday I want to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;go to the Wine &amp;amp; Art Festival at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.englishestatewinery.com/&quot;&gt;our local winery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed be the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday Fill-Ins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; go &amp;amp; be at peace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-lord-for-fridays-amen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-1304774919714360185</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 07:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-05T22:47:39.236-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friday fill-ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><title>oh yes it is that day</title><description>1. Idle hands are &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;not paying proper attention&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;lots of good-smelling stuff&lt;/span&gt; in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My favorite time of the day is when &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m falling into bed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The last tea I drank was &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-grocery-boy-cant-do-for-me.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc66cc;&quot;&gt;my beloved Raffles Morning tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I like to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;relax some, plan some, play a lot&lt;/span&gt; in the Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My mother always said &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;many things that made me cringe (but I still love her, with plugged ears)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;my students&#39; Art Show &amp;amp; my kids&#39; school carnival&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;scoring big at the community garage sale, haircut &amp;amp; highlights, then friend Dave&#39;s birthday on the town,&lt;/span&gt; and Sunday I want to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc33cc;&quot;&gt;celebrate our PTA volunteers with a potluck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday Fill-Ins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, they&#39;re good for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-yes-it-is-that-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-9190772600733557364</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 04:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-26T21:28:41.561-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gratitude</category><title>bright side</title><description>Because I&#39;m not a complete complainer/killjoy/family-disser, I&#39;ve compiled a list of stuff I loved about &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/away.html&quot;&gt;this past weekend&lt;/a&gt; (I&#39;m starting with Friday, though, to make it more impressive):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting my car unloaded of all the books &amp;amp; pillows &amp;amp; games I&#39;ve scored at Goodwill for my classroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girlfriend movie night at the luxurious [read: They serve delectable food &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; cocktails right to you IN YOUR SEAT] &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livingroomtheaters.com/&quot;&gt;Living Room Theater&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Girlfriend bar visit at the uber-hip (I wish Blogger could do an &lt;a href=&quot;http://dictionary.reference.com/search?r=2&amp;amp;q=umlaut&quot;&gt;umlaut&lt;/a&gt;; it makes words so much cooler) &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.teardroplounge.com/teardrop.html&quot;&gt;Teardrop Lounge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sunny drive to my &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-note.html&quot;&gt;parents&#39; house&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Super fun time at the Go-Kart track with kids &amp;amp; Dad &amp;amp; cousins - Mason &amp;amp; I had to be rescued by the monitor dude after wiping out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheesy Oscar Meyer hot dogs for dinner. &lt;em&gt;Shhhh, don&#39;t tell Whole Foods!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Starbucks run with my sister; seeing darling barista boy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not-too-rainy drive home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kind family who offered to jump start my dead battery at the ferry &lt;em&gt;(story to follow)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fabulous new Skechers walking shoes, on clearance &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; extra discount&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204908617904117138&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;153&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdg09BBFUOvQFH5-hppTr60D_ufSen3r3ZRNEyGP3SnCYWgjrUuoGBa18PSv5CM7LFO_DXLKot7Rqoao7WKmAzcK8dqNMBrAh77XcnkEYevO2RR_iRtJuJr6RZO_68n5BZVvzF9ps8E1X/s200/skechers.jpg&quot; width=&quot;181&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realize it is rather lame to have a picture of my new shoes rather than my family or friends.  But aren&#39;t they really cute?  I know they will help me get some actual exercise this summer, before my heart stages a major protest that will totally disrupt &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/math-and-stuff.html&quot;&gt;my trip to Europe&lt;/a&gt;.  And &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/nerdy-suburban-mom-seeks-edgy-tattoo.html&quot;&gt;my tattoo plans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/05/bright-side.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdg09BBFUOvQFH5-hppTr60D_ufSen3r3ZRNEyGP3SnCYWgjrUuoGBa18PSv5CM7LFO_DXLKot7Rqoao7WKmAzcK8dqNMBrAh77XcnkEYevO2RR_iRtJuJr6RZO_68n5BZVvzF9ps8E1X/s72-c/skechers.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-867961529566781782</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 23:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T16:52:09.023-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">husband</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">seasons</category><title>it&#39;s not just emmitt smith&#39;s birthday</title><description>Other than it being &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/important-stuff.html&quot;&gt;our 15th anniversary&lt;/a&gt;, here are some more good things about today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stu delivered a bunch of white Gerber daisies + Dove bar to me at school this morning &lt;em&gt;(a round of AWWWWWWs, please; thank you)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leftover pepperoni &amp;amp; pineapple pizza for breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SUNSHINE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The cooling unit in my classroom is working like a dream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; student complaints today. I&#39;m totally serious. (&lt;em&gt;Maybe I blocked them out?&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The beloved husband of 15 years unloaded &amp;amp; loaded the dishwasher&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Payday &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;[also known as &lt;em&gt;Grocery Shopping Day&lt;/em&gt;...woohoo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did I mention &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNSHINE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I saw one of these dudes on the way home from school:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200751648257754034&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;114&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsAUKDmnNn3xpoB8KKkwAd9m98p2Jhu2qsq0EtfA5d6gcKkKnRJGeFc4CB6RjWx7Mfs7ALv2FPd4KdvlavzjX1p_zbCtQCwU37qLPxC6N4ym10Loy0TdDyVgaE6iZgbEWamWxPW3vhQaX/s200/Blue_Jay.jpg&quot; width=&quot;126&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And&lt;/em&gt; it&#39;s almost Friday. Can somebody say &quot;Amen&quot;?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-not-just-emmitt-smiths-birthday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicsAUKDmnNn3xpoB8KKkwAd9m98p2Jhu2qsq0EtfA5d6gcKkKnRJGeFc4CB6RjWx7Mfs7ALv2FPd4KdvlavzjX1p_zbCtQCwU37qLPxC6N4ym10Loy0TdDyVgaE6iZgbEWamWxPW3vhQaX/s72-c/Blue_Jay.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-6913748176551728775</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 23:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-14T17:16:34.543-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cute boys</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gratitude</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><title>please stay till the end</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ways I was blessed today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/c1IqZObDla8&amp;amp;hl=en&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;wmode&quot; value=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/c1IqZObDla8&amp;amp;hl=en&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#39;m totally serious.  This came on the radio as I was leaving school, and I risked complete &amp;amp; utter ridicule from any teenagers near my car by turning it up &amp;amp; rolling down the windows.  LOVE these boys!  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gzGrIYz0MUc&amp;amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;See them all grown up and still adorable&lt;/a&gt;, too.  &lt;em&gt;Don&#39;t hate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Leadership class actually enjoyed [begrudgingly, but I&#39;ll take it] the Survivor activity I made up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Literature class worked vigorously on the pre-&lt;em&gt;Gatsby-&lt;/em&gt;reading Internet scavenger hunt.  Possibly because the principal was observing today, but &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. SUNSHINE!  And WARMTH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Real Simple&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Everyday Food&lt;/em&gt; in the mailbox; best friend&#39;s copy of &lt;em&gt;People&lt;/em&gt; at my door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surely more will come as the evening moves on...I&#39;m looking forward to children playing merrily, husband rubbing my shoulders as I grade papers, brilliant lessons for the remaining days &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;[20]&lt;/span&gt; of Leadership magically falling into my brain.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-stay-till-end.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-7188955482350033557</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-13T20:55:00.127-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gratitude</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><title>tuesday blessings</title><description>Because I &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-beige.html&quot;&gt;don&#39;t want to miss a thing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;(with props to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vo_0UXRY_rY&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; - and today&#39;s #1 blessing)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.joeperrymusic.com/&quot;&gt;Joe Perry&lt;/a&gt; is still holy-crap-hot at 57&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homemade chocolate cake from one of our &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/marriage-group-tonight-no-time-to-write.html&quot;&gt;marriage group&lt;/a&gt; members&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New lights installed in my classroom (and promise secured for putting up a bulletin board)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Son kept his head through entire Conestoga wagon-making project &lt;em&gt;(will post pictures soon)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/some-great-reward.html&quot;&gt;New tissue box cover&lt;/a&gt; from daughter filled &amp;amp; positioned on my desk at school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rachelsdairy.com/product-esy-relax.php&quot;&gt;Vanilla Chai yogurt&lt;/a&gt; for lunch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pepperoni &amp;amp; pineapple pizza for dinner, ordered online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yummy-smelling almond soap, only $1.79 &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/aha.html&quot;&gt;at Whole Foods&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eight seems reasonable, doesn&#39;t it?  I see you nodding.  I think I&#39;ll go to bed early.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/05/tuesday-blessings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-5045120306663037387</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 21:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-23T15:05:28.094-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personality</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stuff</category><title>because you might care</title><description>This came in an e-mail from a dear friend &lt;em&gt;(who is far better at keeping in touch with me than I am with her, although I did meet up with her when our family went to Disneyland a couple of years ago. That may not have been her idea of super fun though...)&lt;/em&gt;, it seemed interesting, and my list blog has been neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to consider this a super fun meme, please feel free to copy and leave a note in comments so we can visit your version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Random stuff I&#39;ve done. Discuss.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Skipped school &lt;em&gt;(to finish a paper...How lame am I ?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Been to Canada &lt;em&gt;(oh, &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-here-eh.html&quot;&gt;long lost Canadian kind-of-boyfriend&lt;/a&gt;...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;( X ) Been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been to Florida&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Been lost &lt;em&gt;(literally and metaphorically, as a matter of fact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;( ) Been on the opposite side of the country&lt;br /&gt;( ) Gone to Washington, DC&lt;br /&gt;( ) Swam in the ocean &lt;em&gt;(Does having &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/07/terror-on-calm-seas.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;a panic attack&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; there count?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Paid for a meal with coins only &lt;em&gt;(I don&#39;t remember specifically, but surely I must have at some point...I&#39;ve been that &lt;del&gt;tightwadded&lt;/del&gt; thrifty)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Done something you told yourself you wouldn&#39;t &lt;em&gt;(Um. Daily?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Made prank phone calls &lt;em&gt;(GASP! Don&#39;t tell my kids)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;( ) Written a letter to Santa  &lt;em&gt;(Made lots of detailed lists - SURPRISE - but never wrote an actual letter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;( X ) Been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Watched the sunrise with someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( X ) Gone ice skating &lt;em&gt;(It was disastrous. And cold. Not for me)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) Been skinny dipping outdoors  &lt;em&gt;(Sounds disastrous.  And cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;( X ) Gone to the movies alone &lt;em&gt;(Once on Mother&#39;s Day and people kept looking at me with pity - I CHOSE to be without my kids, people!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Any nickname?&lt;/strong&gt; Well...Formerly &quot;Frog,&quot; which spun out of control and was quickly regretted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Mother&#39;s name?&lt;/strong&gt; Loraine (yes, only one R)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Favorite drink?&lt;/strong&gt; Pepsi for anytime; raspberry lemon drop for grown-ups-only time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Tattoos?&lt;/strong&gt; Negative. Pain = bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Body piercings?&lt;/strong&gt; Doubles in my ears, but I rarely fill them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. How much do you love your job?&lt;/strong&gt; So much it hurts. (I&#39;m serious; it&#39;s my destiny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Birthplace?&lt;/strong&gt; Oak Harbor, Whidbey Island, Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Favorite vacation spot?&lt;/strong&gt; Disneyland with family; Shanghai with my man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Ever been to Africa?&lt;/strong&gt; Not yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Ever eaten cookies for dinner?&lt;/strong&gt; Cookies, no. Cake? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Ever been on TV?&lt;/strong&gt; Not on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Ever steal any traffic signs?&lt;/strong&gt; That would be illegal and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Ever been in car accident?&lt;/strong&gt; Sigh. &lt;em&gt;Yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Drive a 2-door or 4-door vehicle?&lt;/strong&gt; Only 4-door for this suburban hipster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Favorite salad dressing?&lt;/strong&gt; raspberry vinaigrette or honey mustard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Favorite pie?&lt;/strong&gt; Some kind of berry, or my own chocolate chip-walnut pumpkin &lt;em&gt;(Yes, I have baked)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Favorite number?&lt;/strong&gt; 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Favorite movie?&lt;/strong&gt; To make me choose one, that is crazy and mean. &lt;em&gt;Princess Bride, When Harry Met Sally, Terms of Endearment&lt;/em&gt; come to mind first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Favorite holiday?&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas, and my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Favorite dessert?&lt;/strong&gt; Nanaimo bar followed closely by the easier-to-find Oatmeal Carmelita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Favorite food?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;See &quot;Favorite dessert&quot;&lt;/em&gt; But also pepperoni &amp;amp; pineapple pizza and cinnamon toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Favorite day of the week?&lt;/strong&gt; Friday is most hopeful &amp;amp; exciting with prospects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Favorite brand of body wash?&lt;/strong&gt; I usually use bar soap - Trader Joe&#39;s Oatmeal Almond is pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Favorite toothpaste?&lt;/strong&gt; Tom&#39;s of Maine Cinnamint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Favorite scent?&lt;/strong&gt; Coconut or nutmeg, depending on the season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. What do you do to relax?&lt;/strong&gt; Read, listen to quiet music (Natalie Merchant, Chris Botti, Norah Jones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. How do you see yourself in 10 years?&lt;/strong&gt; As blissful as today. Maybe still teaching, or maybe running a funky bookstore.</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-you-might-care.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-1146302787952526839</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Mar 2008 08:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-06T06:51:39.057-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">delusions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><title>thirteen things i should have learned by now but...whatever</title><description>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cheese melted to a molten state in the oven will be &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt; and probably burn my mouth. (But I really &lt;strong&gt;wanted&lt;/strong&gt; brie &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&quot;The Girls Next Door&quot; is a vapid, ridiculous waste of time &amp;amp; brain cells. (Yet I can&#39;t turn the channel).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teenage boys do not genuinely care about creative writing. Ever. (But they will pretend, and write excruciating, interminable stories involving marijuana).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mornings are a complete drag, especially when there are meetings scheduled during them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some people truly believe that kids with &quot;piercings, weird hair, and you know, stuff like that&quot; are not as reliable as preppy, 4.0 Key Club members. (There was a &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/prioritease.html&quot;&gt;PTA committee meeting&lt;/a&gt; tonight and I had a moment...Of &lt;em&gt;restraint&lt;/em&gt;, no worries.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preteen boys find moms invisible. (My best friend &amp;amp; I went to pick up her son at youth group tonight and he actually &lt;em&gt;looked directly at us&lt;/em&gt; in the foyer, then walked into the game room)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mornings are horrible. (Did I already mention that?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If I take my coat in the horrible morning, it will be sunny &amp;amp; delightful by afternoon. Leaving a coat or sweater at home means the day will turn into a natural disaster.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cannot be trusted with a credit card, especially one labeled GAP or Nordstrom. I lose my mind &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(and paycheck)&lt;/span&gt; over cardigans, cosmetics, and underwear.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counting the days until vacation makes me feel guilty but I do it anyway, in my mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to Queen, Squeeze, or ABBA almost always improves my mood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast is important. Skipping it causes &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/02/blackouts-gods-friendly-kick-in-ass.html&quot;&gt;turmoil&lt;/a&gt;, for everyone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/ocdelightful.html&quot;&gt;no shame in OCD&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More, more, more? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Click&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/03/thirteen-things-i-should-have-learned.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-427818530336202066</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-23T11:01:01.746-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">illness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weirdness</category><title>signs</title><description>Things that indicate I&#39;m getting better:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eye sockets don&#39;t hurt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The sitting up to lying down ratio is more socially acceptable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No alternating feelings of being broiled alive &amp;amp; having shivering goosebumps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taking a shower &amp;amp; brushing my teeth don&#39;t seem quite so daunting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I care deeply that instead of looking like this when I&#39;m ill:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3N3UQilCSmchp-9mn2CH7KPUr1LmWGDyYnQ-QF2hotCbcHPcPzkW6zbddpT5KAfe0dLeP8jjWv8ngH5crzIepWUDID_Lp-W3w0xVzFoC6lAVfw3s0AvVLOvAMhol2mH3GBNINl1Dkn-e7/s1600-h/ali+mcgraw.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170246155096807522&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3N3UQilCSmchp-9mn2CH7KPUr1LmWGDyYnQ-QF2hotCbcHPcPzkW6zbddpT5KAfe0dLeP8jjWv8ngH5crzIepWUDID_Lp-W3w0xVzFoC6lAVfw3s0AvVLOvAMhol2mH3GBNINl1Dkn-e7/s200/ali+mcgraw.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMa82dOYZ8CcZAXW6Vip8Ej201LHcLB_Acwxc0jjYOxiVEfOpta0cu__GM1YKlWBVFrIMqsPMKunfKOmW-u33jwMbxtQ6baoidN2BQrwUdtqGxms3ilkiIUb-Y0fnky6EWbtLB8rNDqC63/s1600-h/barbara+hershey.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Unplucked eyebrows, yes. Pretty nightgown &amp;amp; flawless complexion? No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I look more like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ5Osyk1vMA3rwjibjtZVp0_yTiQ6VSG5tkJ5AKPqQHGK6f175lwWaFZfT4pBhtQUVpQX5oHRguprbth7L3BPnpRgXkA_b1RxaV_MyrV1pUe48y_033HOydNfnzhoH5FHIkrn2zxFMLoLL/s1600-h/barbara+hershey.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5A43BUrmWphZ7fi80UYiz88y52UiEDYGAVDyDVbJJT1RWSatDl6xdcvtAjPUJ29zQCRHBpYAhOFu3zWABqpt0bUGNCvy8pmn6lnPwbNQfbfpKVGk0JfXz4xGl3eVFm8uHePa671LcIrzc/s1600-h/ReganEvil.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170250269675477154&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5A43BUrmWphZ7fi80UYiz88y52UiEDYGAVDyDVbJJT1RWSatDl6xdcvtAjPUJ29zQCRHBpYAhOFu3zWABqpt0bUGNCvy8pmn6lnPwbNQfbfpKVGk0JfXz4xGl3eVFm8uHePa671LcIrzc/s200/ReganEvil.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Except I&#39;m lying down, and not smiling. Plus my hair is shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/02/signs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3N3UQilCSmchp-9mn2CH7KPUr1LmWGDyYnQ-QF2hotCbcHPcPzkW6zbddpT5KAfe0dLeP8jjWv8ngH5crzIepWUDID_Lp-W3w0xVzFoC6lAVfw3s0AvVLOvAMhol2mH3GBNINl1Dkn-e7/s72-c/ali+mcgraw.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-7758353599739551911</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 08:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T23:02:34.311-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><title>thirteen saptastic songs for your valentine</title><description>My 13 faves from the &quot;lovey dovey stuff&quot; playlist on my iPod:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Boy&lt;/em&gt; ~ The Beatles &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(I totally wanted This Boy, to save me from That Boy who only made me cry.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/Pxxp5e_CReo&amp;amp;rel=&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZvuxdoFnj-Q&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=03534E3D29BFD663&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=6&quot;&gt;Endless Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;~Diana Ross &amp;amp; Lionel Richie &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(I used to have the 45 rpm and would listen to it daily. And cry.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_utP1mGoutQ&quot;&gt;I Will Always Love You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Dolly Parton &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(More crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F44BcGjIbAA&amp;amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;Wonderful Tonight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Eric Clapton &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(Rockers singing love songs? *sob*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Only Want to Be With You&lt;/em&gt; ~ Dusty Springfield&lt;/span&gt; (I love that I could actually sing along to this; if only I could dance like her.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/MczZzJ-jy5c&amp;amp;rel=&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;355&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JROJ7ll4QAE&quot;&gt;Hopelessly Devoted to You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Olivia Newton-John &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(I can lip sync this one like no other, friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYAjwJ_9Yww&quot;&gt;Tender Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ The Force M.D.s &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Force_MD&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Love songs by rappers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;? *double sob*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_m-BjrxmgI&quot;&gt;Hey There Delilah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Plain White Ts &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(Shut up, haters; it&#39;s sweet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pEfPxUF4OQ8&quot;&gt;State of the Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Rick Springfield &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/eight-maids-amilking.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;There is an obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;; it&#39;s a bit embarrassing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mvxeyX3q1qc&quot;&gt;Babe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Styx &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(What can I say? It takes me back to 7th grade. Crying in the bathroom.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYvYgcYFLis&quot;&gt;Second Chance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9Fw-Fy-sqU&amp;amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;Caught Up In You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ .38 Special &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Southern&lt;/em&gt; rockin&#39; dudes &amp;amp; sweet love songs? *more sobbing*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jCZMDBzNOjI&quot;&gt;Hard Habit to Break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Chicago &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(How could a lovey dovey playlist be complete without Chicago?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYetyTHVFMg&quot;&gt;Endless Summer Nights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ~ Richard Marx&lt;/span&gt; (Long dreamy story behind this one; someday I might tell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of Us&lt;/em&gt; ~ ABBA &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(Precious song, but the video makes no sense - maybe they didn&#39;t understand their lyrics in English?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/orO9E7fC0mo&amp;amp;rel=&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;373&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; color1=&quot;0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;___________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;One of us is crazy...See more at &lt;a href=&quot;http://thursday-13.com/&quot;&gt;Thursday 13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/02/thirteen-saptastic-songs-for-your.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-7106782130301253340</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 03:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-01T20:17:35.374-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meme-o-rama</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">teaching</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weirdness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">words</category><title>could i possibly be any more vanilla?</title><description>This is an assignment I gave my creative writing students this week. My only real intention was to get them to think figuratively - come up with unusual comparisons that tell something about a character (in this case, themselves). As individual statements, they seem innocuous &amp;amp; amusing. When read all at once? It&#39;s armchair psychoanalysis. Some of the patterns that emerged with kids were such dead-on personality profiles, I felt a little guilty for revealing them so. I think everyone owes me $95 for my hour of assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to call this a meme (or whatever you prefer that doesn&#39;t sound so weird) and probe the depths of your own psyche. &lt;a href=&quot;http://zenmommasgarden.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-i-was.html&quot;&gt;Zenmomma&lt;/a&gt; did a post like this, too (something in the air?) with variations&lt;em&gt; and&lt;/em&gt; a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a shoe, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;shiny penny loafer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a city, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a season, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a car, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;Volvo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a vegetable, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;carrot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a fruit, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a color, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;plum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were furniture, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;loveseat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a song, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;something sappy. Or a show tune (but from a tragedy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a country, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a beverage, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;black tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were clothing, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;cardigan sweater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were weather, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;sunny &amp;amp; mild&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were an animal, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;koala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a dessert, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;apple crisp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a plant, I&#39;d be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;hydrangea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If I were a word, I&#39;d be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcccc;&quot;&gt;practical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162231241536298370&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO0frAUIW5Pz0NUzkqBdAU6X3UnGH4tHl2TcZu_paOYgVPcl_OAlRiVCKAou_rIqsLnGW-MNnz5qoh9I19DJkkYfJZMUfvkwCL2M_uyjrgzrLT17OPxw8DLr6XUbXcartf34SgIzojGUc9/s200/mr+rogers.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/02/could-i-possibly-be-any-more-vanilla.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO0frAUIW5Pz0NUzkqBdAU6X3UnGH4tHl2TcZu_paOYgVPcl_OAlRiVCKAou_rIqsLnGW-MNnz5qoh9I19DJkkYfJZMUfvkwCL2M_uyjrgzrLT17OPxw8DLr6XUbXcartf34SgIzojGUc9/s72-c/mr+rogers.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-4735697243832316246</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 08:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-30T22:09:47.963-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">badness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>things that please me lately</title><description>Because I can&#39;t seem to make &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;Thursday Thirteen&lt;/a&gt; about anything other than me, here are my [occasionally shallow] blessings during the past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lunch out &amp;amp; pedicure with my sweetpea daughter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching my Cub Scout boy proudly race his Pinewood Derby car &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best friend making delicious dinner for everyone Monday night &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/week-of-living-hypothermically.html&quot;&gt;Warmth in my classroom&lt;/a&gt; (at least in the vicinity of the space heaters; midroom can still be rather chilly)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;32 short story students (23 male, aged 15-17) under reasonable control and actually participating in class for two days in a row&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally cleaning up my secret hideaway/kids&#39; playroom/Christmas gift-wrapping central&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Continued &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/scaring-academy-into-votes.html&quot;&gt;awe about &lt;em&gt;No Country for Old Men&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Downloaded the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rhino.com/juno/&quot;&gt;soundtrack to &lt;em&gt;Juno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, an absolute delight &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOST resumes tonight! (Even though the title now refers to me and my grasp of the storyline...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good husband doing all of the dishes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.randomhouse.com/author/results.pperl?authorid=2582&quot;&gt;new&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.joshilynjackson.com/gods.html&quot;&gt;books&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://dir.salon.com/story/audio/interview/2002/10/15/eugenides/&quot;&gt;to read&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being the Mystery Reader in my daughter&#39;s 2nd grade class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This. Sheer, hysterical brilliance:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/eSwRWTze6Kg&amp;amp;rel=&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;373&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; color1=&quot;0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; wmode=&quot;transparent&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/01/things-that-please-me-lately.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-6630736970049602960</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 00:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-28T17:11:24.799-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meme-o-rama</category><title>scattergorical</title><description>Another fun something from e-mail (my range of resources is vast, no?). I do love the game &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.boardgames.com/scattergories.html&quot;&gt;Scattergories&lt;/a&gt; but most people I know hate to play with me; something about my immensely trivial brain. Haters. So I play alone. (We can call this a meme if someone else wants to run with it...Just post your participation in comments).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following. They have to be real places, names, things and nothing made up! Don&#39;t use your own name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your name? &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Stephanie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Letter Word: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;SMRT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thinkexist.com/quotation/i_am_so_smart-i_am_so_smart-s-m-r-t-i_mean-s-m-a/327453.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;(It&#39;s a Simpsons joke...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vehicle: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Subway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Shanghai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy Name: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Seth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Girl Name: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alcoholic Drink: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Singapore Sling &lt;em&gt;(two points!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Occupation: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Something you wear: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Celebrity: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Salma Hayek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;strawberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something found in a bathroom: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason for Being Late: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;slept in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon Character: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Speed Racer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something You Shout: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;Silencio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;salamander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body part: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;shin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word to describe you: &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc33;&quot;&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/01/scattergorical.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-2837392792903983446</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 08:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-16T21:44:19.294-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">amusement</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">youth</category><title>blast from the past</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;I got this list of horrifying facts (the only consolation I can find is that obviously many others did these same exact things) in an e-mail entitled &quot;If You Were A Girl in the 70s.&quot; Enjoy cringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You owned a bicycle with a banana seat and a plastic basket with flowers on it. &lt;em&gt;That&#39;s so eerily true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You learned to skate with actual skates (not roller blades) that had metal wheels. &lt;em&gt;I had both the normal (safe) kind that were like boots &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; the Death in the Afternoon version that shakily buckled onto my shoes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You thought Gopher from Love Boat was cute. &lt;em&gt;Sigh, Fred Grandy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You had either a &quot;bowl cut&quot; or &quot;pixie&quot; or the &quot;Dorothy Hamill.&quot; People sometimes thought you were a boy. &lt;em&gt;And I bought the Short &amp;amp; Sassy shampoo to go with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You owned &quot;Klick-Klacks&quot; and smacked yourself in the face more than once! &lt;em&gt;They totally rocked; I wish I still had them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You wore a poncho, gauchos, and knickers. &lt;em&gt;Possibly all in the same day.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You begged Santa for the electronic game Simon. &lt;em&gt;And I got it! Then mastered it! What?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You spent hours in your backyard on your metal swing set with the trapeze. The swing set tipped over at least once. &lt;em&gt;Emphasis on the &quot;at least.&quot;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You had a pair of Doctor Scholl&#39;s sandals (the ones with hard sole &amp;amp; the buckle). &lt;em&gt;Ugh. And I wasn&#39;t even &lt;/em&gt;forced&lt;em&gt; to get them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You wanted your first kiss to be at a roller rink! &lt;em&gt;Alas, it was not. But I was awesome at skating backwards, just in case.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;Your hairstyle was described as having &quot;wings&quot; or &quot;feathers&quot; and you kept it pretty with the comb in your back pocket. &lt;em&gt;I clearly remember my little pink plastic Goody. Good times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You know who Strawberry Shortcake is, as well as her friends, Blueberry Muffin and Huckleberry Pie. &lt;em&gt;And their nemesis the evil Purple Pie Man! Which is pretty creepy when you think about it - was he trying to PUT THEM IN PIES? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You tried to do lots of arts and crafts, like yarn and Popsicle-stick God&#39;s eyes, decoupage, or those weird pot holders made on a plastic loom. &lt;em&gt;Um, that would be the Loom Looper, people. And my grandma LOVED her pot holders.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You made Shrinky-Dinks and put iron-on kittens on your t-shirts. &lt;em&gt;Then I ironed my name in felt letters on the back of the t-shirts... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You used to tape record songs off the radio &lt;em&gt;(or tv)&lt;/em&gt; by holding your portable tape player up to the speaker. &lt;em&gt;See &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-nights-gonna-be-alright.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-doesnt-need-little-christmas.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;posts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; for documentation.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You had subscriptions to &quot;Dynamite&quot; and &quot;Tiger Beat.&quot; &lt;em&gt;How else would I have covered every square inch of wall space in my bedroom? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You wore friendship pins on your tennis shoes, or shoelaces with heart or rainbow designs. &lt;em&gt;How about all of the above?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You wanted to be a Solid Gold dancer. &lt;em&gt;Desperately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;You glopped your lips in Strawberry Roll-on lip-gloss till it almost dripped off. &lt;em&gt;That was in preparation for the first kiss at the roller rink. Duh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;What is surprisingly missing: Smurfs, Happy Days, having a crush on Barbarino from Welcome Back, Kotter, my first &lt;strong&gt;album&lt;/strong&gt; (&quot;Thriller&quot;), Hello Kitty everything, dressing like Cyndi Lauper, rainbow suspenders a la Mork from Ork (not to mention saying &quot;Nanu Nanu&quot; to my friends and laughing uproariously), shamelessly &#39;smoking&#39; candy cigarettes, movies with intermissions (and drive-in theaters), playing marbles &amp;amp; jacks, and sliding across the slick vinyl backseat of my parents&#39; car because seatbelts were not required. Ah, youth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156316282053853826&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; height=&quot;188&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghE-OK2ONhxaIrwJxa7irecfyMMHna9f5L79VLr8_ydBYutITJC-ato4141I0s5G0sq9SGNEXxqONSrGA65QZKoYHKG0MsKiaypClai9yoMrnCz3urTNBY6lkBvw7mVIpGPBHeNGzsNRI_/s200/fred.bmp&quot; width=&quot;141&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&#39;m breaking the law and posting this as my Thursday Thirteen anyway (it&#39;s only six off...). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go see others &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/01/blast-from-past.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghE-OK2ONhxaIrwJxa7irecfyMMHna9f5L79VLr8_ydBYutITJC-ato4141I0s5G0sq9SGNEXxqONSrGA65QZKoYHKG0MsKiaypClai9yoMrnCz3urTNBY6lkBvw7mVIpGPBHeNGzsNRI_/s72-c/fred.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-1011913626752948497</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 08:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-09T20:29:10.278-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><title>thirteen prized possessions in my immediate vicinity</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7IVAiJaDwoP_3Q4AcMHQt0j8oxWa0qDowolZcGXnKz5EVxc0nptfi0iH799T3HUEFJZSs1v6UX0LCIEnXZUPfRnLEncFx6bqQhrO1ZXSm7qOsiAgMzlsO_7qGfOGxyhzAtseKSo6J63t_/s1600-h/white+board_small.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153694694145917458&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7IVAiJaDwoP_3Q4AcMHQt0j8oxWa0qDowolZcGXnKz5EVxc0nptfi0iH799T3HUEFJZSs1v6UX0LCIEnXZUPfRnLEncFx6bqQhrO1ZXSm7qOsiAgMzlsO_7qGfOGxyhzAtseKSo6J63t_/s200/white+board_small.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;#1-4&lt;/strong&gt; Whiteboard/bulletin board; necessary lists (&lt;em&gt;surprise!&lt;/em&gt;) about being happy, loving yourself &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;(it&#39;s not naughty, sorry)&lt;/span&gt;, and things I want to do before I die; charming photo of a Hobbit-like residence in Ireland; dry erase pens for recording important notes (like &quot;BUY MOM CHOCOLATE&quot;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWMe6-nmcUQjZHm_8w9yzIAfU7idHeAPKDg0v4BUQVC4cp-Uzmf3P1i-_SeC8XvcigBWUnJIvxiGBQXGkMc1uXV2MgIyjkadrAqptlXO7Pcto1NCDxsWWaiAmH9rdcaj_EV3uaL_6ToZDF/s1600-h/pencils_small.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153694556706963970&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWMe6-nmcUQjZHm_8w9yzIAfU7idHeAPKDg0v4BUQVC4cp-Uzmf3P1i-_SeC8XvcigBWUnJIvxiGBQXGkMc1uXV2MgIyjkadrAqptlXO7Pcto1NCDxsWWaiAmH9rdcaj_EV3uaL_6ToZDF/s200/pencils_small.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; #5-8&lt;/strong&gt; Stuffed Velveteen Rabbit from an antique store; little stuffed girl who just makes me smile, I can&#39;t explain it; jar of pencils (even though I never use these - it&#39;s more of a visual thing); framed Susan Branch print about heaven being within me &lt;em&gt;(she must not know about my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.1badmom.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;bad momness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDsO_mIX2eD3e0IuQevEHNQ9IHmCaJpiHL4gLyE7EPTescvfvyaDXiOYTZsztqZqZ_6B-KTfz1sY71vMvfu7yvt1tusdpAyK9mEuX_Xgi0J3du-2D-MP-2u83HpqiULjKOBUMaeMA5q5Eg/s1600-h/mugs_small.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153694462217683442&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDsO_mIX2eD3e0IuQevEHNQ9IHmCaJpiHL4gLyE7EPTescvfvyaDXiOYTZsztqZqZ_6B-KTfz1sY71vMvfu7yvt1tusdpAyK9mEuX_Xgi0J3du-2D-MP-2u83HpqiULjKOBUMaeMA5q5Eg/s200/mugs_small.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; #9 - 11&lt;/strong&gt; Ceramic mug with roses and vines - I bought it with my very own money at a swanky gift store while in high school and felt very grown-up about it; funky multi-colored mug handpainted by my daughter - a recent present, it makes me feel very Alice in Wonderland; more pencils - the blue &amp;amp; white ones in the back are &lt;em&gt;vintage&lt;/em&gt;, one features the LA Rams and the other St. Louis Cardinals (for you non-football people, those are long gone NFL teams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgErwuuE30RM1_61_J_zesvr5cqiHY2tJ2GvpP6c7eSbXE-WQNzrNA51-wzjwu-B2lC044UuOVNovOtwuPHm5GoVahNwEoossSyIj9fqI4KyfqQ0e4vS1vtqaRgkYc8bjrwBc3kifGrPM3h/s1600-h/journal+and+coaster_small.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153694359138468322&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgErwuuE30RM1_61_J_zesvr5cqiHY2tJ2GvpP6c7eSbXE-WQNzrNA51-wzjwu-B2lC044UuOVNovOtwuPHm5GoVahNwEoossSyIj9fqI4KyfqQ0e4vS1vtqaRgkYc8bjrwBc3kifGrPM3h/s200/journal+and+coaster_small.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; #12 - 13&lt;/strong&gt; Handy (and humble) journal - spiral binding a must; coaster for my cup of tea (and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; glass of wine), from a set bought as a reminder of our whirlwind trip to London - they have cool drawings of pubs around the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;More Thursday Thirteen coolness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/01/thirteen-prized-possessions-in-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7IVAiJaDwoP_3Q4AcMHQt0j8oxWa0qDowolZcGXnKz5EVxc0nptfi0iH799T3HUEFJZSs1v6UX0LCIEnXZUPfRnLEncFx6bqQhrO1ZXSm7qOsiAgMzlsO_7qGfOGxyhzAtseKSo6J63t_/s72-c/white+board_small.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-3565941594567677788</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 08:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-02T22:22:59.319-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">delusions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><title>thirteen things i&#39;m looking forward to this year</title><description>&lt;em&gt;With pictures! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;1. Vegas, baby. Technically we&#39;re going for a friend&#39;s wedding, but I&#39;m cramming as much sinful citying as possible in a weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151119517654581538&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK9DY7gubmmme8mXJFnFvxKQHwhe2CLFrlO_R8yN4P_45T2GS3ScXJSGJrjodWnyRV0NrJgca-KTRACoBpciYGOfO-XqO46DrM0iKJtDxxwlASduSJ2DlGlQHQjEkBvW50nnsxqjteNMcU/s200/lasvegas.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;2. Loads of good books (beyond the scores I already have lying around the house &amp;amp; classroom). I am Legend-reader.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151115076658397314&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMhJ5XObP6elpna3toqTQWyOAFZ9Hu971IhtIB8Y47qV3IXzTZ5cjzEJMHGiQ931FEt49R1ZL7tgxhbVy25meD8WILym6HDWjTv_fiC-wGGQ19XWnZ8_pDtlso8EtkQuqUxJGk9beBGtaT/s200/stack_books.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;3. A clawfoot tub for reading all those books in bubbly luxury. Look! It comes with a magazine rack! And it&#39;s clean...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151115128198004882&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizI6ev-VO9UbuUXkwrmOnRopDobDk1wDa8H9ownRLr7hcaNvI5vdSvmAgnkS7oXKUY4xL0uEc-UhPatvhfOrlDc8eabgeY5osohu4YpYtAwbn_jMxKvtlM5tmjf_Zp2EV-eNffoSDT-UPp/s200/claw1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;4. &lt;em&gt;And the award goes to...&lt;/em&gt;My Oscar party! I love the movies, the dresses, the hype, the Jon Stewart and I celebrate it all with my indulgent friends. I even have a red carpet &amp;amp; SWAG. You should come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151116124630417602&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj09mGoal6M6H3SPbGgfCjV4_A67j3KjQkhL8g9gJA3iUOWhTd7wVUH0li500KumHt_HIITjTl31ckV7bukguwfSNjN6aM0VYwHjTkttJO_lW61qa8WgGeFAwzOEyM8nLLHgZDdRTODWApA/s200/oscars1.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;5. Wii will rock you. After thumbing my nose in its general video gamer direction, I played at my parents&#39; house and became infatuated. The fact that they&#39;re creating a fitness module that sounds like it could make exercise tolerable for me puts it on my must-have list. &lt;em&gt;(Don&#39;t tell my kids).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151116077385777330&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjusa16KHtOMgF3IxvAoJkAys6pqoRFIlrqJKcwIWSykP5OE2AQ_8rzW6hqkTdNRC8y6KkeL4cCKCe8kWJcN01MSVgIfstqWuP07lZqST0p00Fk3GHjbp4TwkEOXhzCS4gNbFKOX7LWVM7T/s200/nintendowii.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. My &lt;a href=&quot;http://gaelonline.com/&quot;&gt;Mexican boyfriend&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be coming out with a new movie soon...Ay, I miss him mucho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118160444915970&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEighQ22HvV9RLHJkg3bHjZvlnRJsKPK0gwjfzNcjaRd-xwIrCuIfan_YqENTr3zfnP3_pFab5t_ZqxK6qh1AW1LXn6AkYRlhRD4f1c-WSvaNdQaloAUqXBTk8S1SDaO2nwOJQBZuoIRLHla/s200/gael.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogher.com/blogher-2008-reach&quot;&gt;BlogHer conference&lt;/a&gt; in San Francisco! I&#39;ve registered and booked a room and almost booked my flight! I can almost talk about going without using exclamation points! So exciting. &lt;em&gt;(Does my desperation for a girls&#39; weekend getaway after school is out show?) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151118753150402834&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje53ja9jhkROlMGE964UTgzX0J_CIZschn3rOg_Fi9SOzchcFHW07qj4VF2Bq3ZuverNdVMwFWJ9r66xoKcHj4mFCDfyoTACsu4pJTB-GObJ0YRjfouw20-IBZoEc_LkWiwxol3jW8jGzv/s200/BlogHer08_logo.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Speaking of BlogHer - THIS is where we&#39;re staying! (More exclamations, sorry). When I say &quot;we,&quot; I mean whomever I beg &amp;amp; badger enough to attend with me. So far my cyber bff &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.katydidnot.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Kate&lt;/a&gt; and real life bff &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mamamilton.com/&quot;&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt; are *thisclose* to saying yes; &lt;a href=&quot;http://derfwadmanor.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Mrs. G.&lt;/a&gt; has expressed interest but I think I&#39;ve scared her a tad with my enthusiasm...But &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.westinstfrancis.com/accommodations/&quot;&gt;this hotel has HEAVENLY BEDS&lt;/a&gt; it says! Even Heavenly &lt;em&gt;DOG&lt;/em&gt; beds; I kind of want to adopt a pet for that weekend. (But does it have a Heavenly poop scooper?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151115196917481634&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6h0MNQ5xjv5ah4WLkyql6Kc3JuBDxIzjuEv88JBJD2m5WwHKSzZfv4-plWu3_h-BS2ZUV0aN3tuchnXfz8VBWgStSKmOk8cq_3i82DGwAW_GB-W4DNRrtwdYjw43LpJ_jorpi6UbaB8nz/s200/westin_st_francis.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. And speaking of scaring with enthusiasm. I keep &lt;strike&gt;stalking &lt;/strike&gt;checking the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fountainsofwayne.com/&quot;&gt;Fountains of Wayne&lt;/a&gt; website to see if they&#39;ve added any Portland or Seattle shows for 2008. I have to look online because they still haven&#39;t answered any of &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/08/vague-sense-of-dissatisfaction-its-not.html&quot;&gt;my e-mails&lt;/a&gt;. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_kc88NbDWYqqBY1XUzi7njPueFbDZ10q9DHqdZ__GHvNlynjqxLDiE2JY9PwnQn9JR_P9m_nFYXr37bnduoRMN2XFcfTM05At4f8g6FmSM4NiGAmdtGUWjbQKfJXRSSVMnDbHqg-FLDis/s1600-h/fountains-of-wayne-2007-2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151117413120606450&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_kc88NbDWYqqBY1XUzi7njPueFbDZ10q9DHqdZ__GHvNlynjqxLDiE2JY9PwnQn9JR_P9m_nFYXr37bnduoRMN2XFcfTM05At4f8g6FmSM4NiGAmdtGUWjbQKfJXRSSVMnDbHqg-FLDis/s200/fountains-of-wayne-2007-2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.treehouses.com/treehouse/treesort/home.html&quot;&gt;Treehouse family vacation&lt;/a&gt; - I&#39;m totally serious. These babies are in southern Oregon, and my kids will love me forever for agreeing to go sleep forty feet in the air. But &lt;a href=&quot;http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-things-i-wanted-to-spend-my-first.html&quot;&gt;someone else is driving&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg040g8a6uG1QmeWBYK9Lncd6bhx3xjJMJfDod5bck5sRa6YYBdOfuNpUhyphenhyphen627h5BGObzDNxxBYM1s6bAjxOJCGD_xKWxMuUnWyHlMNGkhb6XsvW9_GARieE1ujFwLvDQSFuvELp-jFGnBB/s1600-h/200304_fam_treehouses160.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151117146832634082&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg040g8a6uG1QmeWBYK9Lncd6bhx3xjJMJfDod5bck5sRa6YYBdOfuNpUhyphenhyphen627h5BGObzDNxxBYM1s6bAjxOJCGD_xKWxMuUnWyHlMNGkhb6XsvW9_GARieE1ujFwLvDQSFuvELp-jFGnBB/s200/200304_fam_treehouses160.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. James McAvoy, doing anything I can watch. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151116395213357266&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjier0nOynXC9SULFT55aSvDAx7WmM2CTr7dAQ_Og-AYtEPSFpBpLoyl_ebfibvj4E2wa3OXVOlvD3a_RGyhNw3RB6MKX378LfRcAwUqkc3RVPigHepkjRWIOgKeWpsWLWmaG0RJuRCZGuS/s200/jamesmcavoy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. And whatever he does, too. &lt;em&gt;Hi, Paul. You look tired, &lt;del&gt;we&lt;/del&gt;you should lie down...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151127961560285490&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx3Jlspo19Ry8l1_a8w7YUHphjz4-1dKlgLdhOW3ud23b6gFWV6hhfOTFW0w2fe-oT7oY-NjPkIyiFYBvlWpEBsg2nlFJcOsOQ6t1t-tdSxTh6i5VfMyY8VOLCeGL_I_Hjr587ln_URuT4/s200/paul_rudd.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href=&quot;http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/resolutions-resolutions-reso-lu-hu.html&quot;&gt;A kindler, gentler me&lt;/a&gt; in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://thursdaythirteen.com/2008/01/02/thursday-thirteen-126th-edition/&quot;&gt;More Thursday Thirteen goodness here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/01/thirteen-things-im-looking-forward-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK9DY7gubmmme8mXJFnFvxKQHwhe2CLFrlO_R8yN4P_45T2GS3ScXJSGJrjodWnyRV0NrJgca-KTRACoBpciYGOfO-XqO46DrM0iKJtDxxwlASduSJ2DlGlQHQjEkBvW50nnsxqjteNMcU/s72-c/lasvegas.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-1542065987890528938</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-01T21:13:54.409-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wordless wednesday</category><title>&#39;twas a good year</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmkuNcNhhXqIKPDumebgyXb8ZGQdhVrl7oSndTURATX8rLpbIJSuewAz2bo2zEw5HEZfLG-axYqawm61F9GKT9oD_ZdIuJiG6QZhodGRGY7dB6rz22sKc9ZQnLCbUo1hbHUJDY0XABtrut/s1600-h/xmas2007.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150591279626846290&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmkuNcNhhXqIKPDumebgyXb8ZGQdhVrl7oSndTURATX8rLpbIJSuewAz2bo2zEw5HEZfLG-axYqawm61F9GKT9oD_ZdIuJiG6QZhodGRGY7dB6rz22sKc9ZQnLCbUo1hbHUJDY0XABtrut/s320/xmas2007.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; More good stuff at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wordless Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2008/01/twas-good-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmkuNcNhhXqIKPDumebgyXb8ZGQdhVrl7oSndTURATX8rLpbIJSuewAz2bo2zEw5HEZfLG-axYqawm61F9GKT9oD_ZdIuJiG6QZhodGRGY7dB6rz22sKc9ZQnLCbUo1hbHUJDY0XABtrut/s72-c/xmas2007.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-4083666089354466253</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2007 03:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-30T21:02:16.369-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">delusions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">seasons</category><title>resolutions, resolutions, reso LU HU tionnnnns (think &quot;hallelujah chorus&quot;)</title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Drumroll, please]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wake &amp;amp; go to bed at regular, reasonable times (i.e. more than an hour before school starts and well ahead of midnight, respectively)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://blog365.ning.com/&quot;&gt;Post something pithy and/or meaningful daily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read a new blog each day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat a decent breakfast every morning &lt;em&gt;(falling under the &quot;Lead by example&quot; heading)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delight in my candles more often (hopefully while in a dreamy clawfoot tub...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a clawfoot tub&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Establish joyful a.m./p.m. tea rituals &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Figure out some form of exercise that I can do before my heart initiates a mutiny&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Schedule &amp;amp; maintain regular rendezvous with my man, this hottie here at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.acehotel.com/seattle/&quot;&gt;Ace Hotel&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149995589137727426&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-I-vKIVGpo7hMYY8WKc_iGL-rPVRJzvG_aZjj_Fc6OiqNbQ7OW6C4_1-4Gtm1wTSw0dYuOLwwgRoANGqAJ0iLoKHTqGZ2l_M6CGCEQsaK8t62YFU-1qA51qp-9ZRPknHSV1ZI0O72dLB2/s200/stu+ace+hotel_small.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;10. Print my photos and make cards for every occasion, for everyone I know, in a timely manner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;11. Breathe deeply &amp;amp; be mindful of the moments. Except the ones that make me say &lt;em&gt;F*ck&lt;/em&gt;, I&#39;ll let them fade. After I blog about them.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/resolutions-resolutions-reso-lu-hu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-I-vKIVGpo7hMYY8WKc_iGL-rPVRJzvG_aZjj_Fc6OiqNbQ7OW6C4_1-4Gtm1wTSw0dYuOLwwgRoANGqAJ0iLoKHTqGZ2l_M6CGCEQsaK8t62YFU-1qA51qp-9ZRPknHSV1ZI0O72dLB2/s72-c/stu+ace+hotel_small.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-1327846081267712073</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 08:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-20T23:33:50.500-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friday fill-ins</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><title>it&#39;s winter break! tra la la!</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Friday Fill-In&lt;/a&gt; time ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Snow &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;snow snow snow &lt;/em&gt;(it&#39;s my mantra for the next few days...)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I&#39;m looking forward to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;sleeping in (!!!) and spending time with my kids in their classrooms&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;My man&lt;/span&gt; is the best &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;husband&lt;/span&gt; ever! &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;(Sappy, I know, but it&#39;s the holidays. And I want a back rub).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One of my favorite old tv shows is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;The Dick VanDyke Show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;I watched reruns every morning during the summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I&#39;m done with &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;feeling guilty (and perpetuating guilty feelings in others)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The most enjoyable thing around the holidays is &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;egg nog &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;Christmas lights at night&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I&#39;m looking forward to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;dressing up &amp;amp; going out with my man&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;a haircut (possibly something new - I&#39;ve got some time to work with it before going back to school)&lt;/span&gt;, and Sunday, I want to &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ccccff;&quot;&gt;enjoy the Christmas service at church&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffffff;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-winter-break-tra-la-la.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-5437067179102431697</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 08:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-20T00:19:10.932-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">holidays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">insanity</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><title>thirteen blessings in a ridiculous half-week</title><description>I was &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/may-i-be-frank.html&quot;&gt;Woman on the Verge&lt;/a&gt; this week, but I have successfully &lt;em&gt;(read: sans criminal record/with teaching job)&lt;/em&gt; made it to Vacation Day #1! And there are many blessings that got me here relatively unscathed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A best friend, whose Monday was comparably horrible, ready to share tea, tears, and stories right after school &lt;em&gt;(Thanks, Jen!), &lt;/em&gt;plus all the great reader friends who propped me up, too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoying a junior high orchestra concert (wherein some of the tunes sounded like the somber string quartet in &lt;em&gt;Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;/em&gt;, yet it was just what the psychiatrist would have ordered)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Inspired poems by teenagers styled after &quot;Stopping By the Woods On A Snowy Evening&quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Witnessing the usually checked-out students in my speech class rising to participate in an assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to the lovely (or at least earnest) voices of a local girls&#39; choir singing carols&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching my best friend&#39;s frequently squirrelly first grader sitting rapt during the choir performance&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My 7-year old daughter coming down the stairs in her black velvet pants and black t-shirt (decorated with a heart made of bones) announcing &quot;I feel like a shadow today.&quot;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My son calmly &amp;amp; coolly completing his Moon Base model after the initial &quot;IDON&#39;TKNOWHOWTOPUTONTHEFOIL!&quot; freakout&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Digging out the jeans I decorated with my faux-edgy quotes and pictures during my freshman year of college - &lt;em&gt;and fitting into them!&lt;/em&gt; It&#39;s a &lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-safe-to-come-out-now.html&quot;&gt;CHRISTMAS MIRACLE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two classes (20+ kids each) totally excited about playing &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.boardgameratings.com/game/45/&quot;&gt;Taboo&lt;/a&gt; for the entire hour &amp;amp; a half periods &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Receiving an official &quot;Welcome to the school family&quot; present from my principal (a stained glass star in our school colors; I will hang it in my office window with utter pride)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cards, chocolates, cookies, and an ornament from students&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;The train &amp;amp; trestle my Advocacy class created from granola bars, pretzel sticks, marshmallows, frosting and gummi bears, complete with a jumper on the top bridge beam &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;Merry Morbid Christmas, everyone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah. Life is good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Visit more &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;Thursday Thirteen&lt;/a&gt; listers.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/thirteen-blessings-in-ridiculous-half.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-4081212957954397347</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 08:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-12T23:18:26.622-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">badness</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">thursday thirteen</category><title>thursday thirteen ~ the naughty mom playlist</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Here are 13 favorite &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.1badmom.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; songs from my iPod. Rock on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back in Black&lt;/em&gt; AC/DC (how could I not?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Body is A Wonderland &lt;/em&gt;John Mayer (sigh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://play.rhapsody.com/billysquier/absolutehits/shegoesdown&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;She Goes Down&lt;/em&gt; Billy Squier&lt;/a&gt; (I have no idea what it&#39;s about...Someone cleaning floors?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aPvGp7QZmPQ&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shake That&lt;/em&gt; Eminem&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Only with headphones. Or an empty house. Never at school.) &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;warning: link is the expliiiicit version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gvUHJs36afg&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Get Excited&lt;/em&gt; Rick Springfield&lt;/a&gt; (Though next to Eminem, it&#39;s like listening to Barney)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Surrender&lt;/em&gt; Sammy Hagar (I can&#39;t resist doing anything Sammy says)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IDn09uCm-sk&amp;amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah!&lt;/em&gt; Usher, with Ludacris&lt;/a&gt; (double sigh)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ifilm.com/video/2677778&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Doorbell&lt;/em&gt; White Stripes&lt;/a&gt; (I&#39;m guessing, but I think there&#39;s a double meaning here)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;You&#39;re the One That I Want&lt;/em&gt; Olivia Newton-John &amp;amp; John Travolta (I realize it borders on ridiculous to include this song in the same sentence as &quot;naughty&quot; but it&#39;s fun)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poundcake&lt;/em&gt; VanHalen (Sammy again, and the drill on the guitar...MmmMmm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hWx6kStNFjE&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take Me, I&#39;m Yours&lt;/em&gt; Squeeze&lt;/a&gt; (These guys are the nerdy unexpectedly sexy boys in class)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bRgtofyvUIA&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hot in Herre&lt;/em&gt; Nelly&lt;/a&gt; (I will forgive the misspelling and the bandage because he &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; hot. In here.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5V_rXTp1yBU&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stacy&#39;s Mom&lt;/em&gt; Fountains of Wayne&lt;/a&gt; (Overplayed, sure, but still fun. &lt;em&gt;And naughty.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.thursdaythirteen.com/&quot;&gt;More Thursday Thirteen hijinks here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/thursday-thirteen-naughty-mom-playlist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1635224633056497658.post-5548196010541592360</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 03:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-11T21:55:59.387-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">general living</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meme-o-rama</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">music</category><title>eight maids a&#39;milking</title><description>Okay, not really but I particularly like that part of the song. This is, however, a meme about &lt;em&gt;8 things&lt;/em&gt;. Read on for maximum enjoyment. (Oh, and thanks to my bff &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mamamilton.com/&quot;&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt; for the tag - visit her!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I&#39;m passionate about:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God &amp;amp; all his mysterious godly parts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Teaching&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Writing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the Cowboys (but chocolate really needed two spots)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I want to do before I die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Live - too vague? Fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit with grandchildren&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Witness my sister&#39;s contentment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Attend the Academy Awards (no idea how I can do this rationally)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ride dozens of awesomely terrifying rollercoasters with Stu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;See various parts of all the continents (my plans, they are outrageously specific, no?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know the successes of former students&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend a wintery week in NYC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things I say often:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Puh-lease.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put a spring in your step. &lt;/em&gt;(These phrases seem to paint a picture of impatience...).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;That&#39;s a bummer.&lt;/em&gt; (The standard &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loveandlogic.com/&quot;&gt;Love &amp;amp; Logic&lt;/a&gt; response to all excuses, complaints, and pleas).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, he/she/you is/are left-handed!&lt;/em&gt; (I don&#39;t know why I get so giddy; it&#39;s like we must band together for solidarity in an oppressive right-handed world).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-all-about-meme.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me smell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;(There may be something very wrong with me).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can we please watch something stupid?&lt;/em&gt; (When I&#39;ve had a long day and just want to go brain dead in front of the TV and my man is involved in cerebral Discovery channel stuff).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love you to pieces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 books I&#39;ve read recently&lt;/strong&gt; (can &quot;recently&quot; reach back to January, when I was actually reading regularly? I say yes.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blindness&lt;/em&gt; by Jose Saramago&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith&lt;/em&gt; by Anne Lamott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/em&gt; by J. K. Rowling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1badmom.blogspot.com/2007/08/smart-girl-in-charge-snappy-dialogue.html&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maximum Ride #3: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports&lt;/em&gt; by James Patterson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuba Diaries: An American Housewife in Havana&lt;/em&gt; by Isadora Tattlin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Memory Keeper&#39;s Daughter&lt;/em&gt; by Kim Edwards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Corrections&lt;/em&gt; by Jonathan Franzen (in progress)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.librarything.com/catalog/truesally&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Redwall&lt;/em&gt; by Brian Jacques (in progress)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 songs I could listen to over &amp;amp; over again:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h_m-BjrxmgI&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey There Delilah&lt;/em&gt; Plain White Ts&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.soundflavor.com/track.php?trackId=5365632&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Heart &amp;amp; Soul&lt;/em&gt; The Cleftones &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3958464005235966693&amp;amp;q=everyday+i+write+the+book&amp;amp;total=216&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;num=10&amp;amp;so=0&amp;amp;type=search&amp;amp;plindex=7&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyday I Write the Book&lt;/em&gt; Elvis Costello&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mistkristjans.imeem.com/music/TEROUMa5/the_smithereens_strangers_when_we_meet/&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strangers When We Meet&lt;/em&gt; The Smithereens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pEfPxUF4OQ8&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;State of the Heart&lt;/em&gt; Rick Springfield&lt;/a&gt; (Remember when I said there might be something wrong with me? Exhibit B. I am totally sweaty over this video.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://play.rhapsody.com/fountainsofwayne/trafficandweather/thisbetterbegood?didAutoplayBounce=true&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;This Better Be Good&lt;/em&gt; Fountains of Wayne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uNgt7U9QrFQ&amp;amp;feature=related&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;American Girl&lt;/em&gt; Tom Petty &amp;amp; the Heartbreakers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://play.rhapsody.com/everythingbutthegirl/acoustic/apronstringslive&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apron Strings&lt;/em&gt; Everything But the Girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 things that attract me to my best friends:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;sense of humor (well-developed &amp;amp; healthy)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;intelligence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;honesty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kind-hearted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;joyful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;do not pressure me to exercise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;freely give chocolate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;indulge my OCD tendencies without [much] mockery &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You guys rock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People who would also do this meme:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Um. Whoever wants to, jump in &amp;amp; leave a comment saying you&#39;re on board. Please. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://a-lister.blogspot.com/2007/12/eight-maids-amilking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (stephanie)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item></channel></rss>