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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUHQXk_eip7ImA9WhRbGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632</id><updated>2012-02-09T12:07:10.742-05:00</updated><category term="why I am" /><category term="striking" /><category term="I know her name is not Giardia" /><category term="I can quit any time I want" /><category term="why can't I find the right cereal?" /><category term="what they did at school" /><category term="and I encouraged Youngest to suck his thumb" /><category term="no dinner tonight as we are full of the Sum of Dim" /><category term="Plurk" /><category term="I was never fond of Curious George" /><category term="news" /><category term="UMA-OPRAH" /><category term="we couldn't be more excited" /><category term="the bataan death march" /><category term="life is a series of thousands of tiny miracles" /><category term="we'll save the essay part of the test for another time" /><category term="stuff" /><category term="my hair" /><category term="Fabio wins" /><category term="loving Pandora radio" /><category term="and on tuesday I told one of them" /><category term="done" /><category term="awesomeness" /><category term="feet first" /><category term="I thought I posted this YESTERDAY" /><category term="I never told the nurse I don't know her name" /><category term="cya" /><category term="skincare" /><category term="cool in the evenings" /><category term="and by later I probably mean Monday" /><category term="each sentence they breathe is about the other" /><category term="though we were married at high noon" /><category term="who wants to see toes in the office" /><category term="he was watching indymogul.com" /><category term="Uniqlo is next" /><category term="haven't bought anything" /><category term="12/7" /><category term="I have a cold" /><category term="stain removal" /><category term="I'm wasting time" /><category term="a RANT on swimwear" /><category term="food drive" /><category term="get the healing wherever you can" /><category term="but it's only Tuesday" /><category term="this has nothing to do with April Fool's Day" /><category term="I may have to have some chocolate NOW" /><category term="which is pretty high for here" /><category term="and K doesn't get in until six five oh" /><category term="hothothot" /><category term="and don't forget to moisturize" /><category term="all in a day" /><category term="*now with bold" /><category term="I'm a bit of a slob" /><category term="weather" /><category term="nothing to see here" /><category term="oh the features" /><category term="cobbler recipe" /><category term="love ya" /><category term="such a thing" /><category term="but I think Irene should buy the house next door" /><category term="that's all" /><category term="thursday" /><category term="Survivor goes to Africa next" /><category term="fresh paint" /><category term="fun in the sun" /><category term="a little tv" /><category term="summer family project" /><category term="so busy" /><category term="ooooooooh" /><category term="but if I brought them inside I would be allergy miserable" /><category term="with a high of 79" /><category term="I'm dying my hair red and buying blue foundation" /><category term="it's been a long day" /><category term="103 yesterday" /><category term="1979" /><category term="from our house to yours" /><category term="moop" /><category term="if wishes were horses" /><category term="apparently Britain's got all the talent" /><category term="I need to take a pill." /><category term="Friday. Night." /><category term="you will all want haramakis by the time I'm done writing about them" /><category term="with water" /><category term="I'm hoping she'll bring Wendy" /><category term="all was white" /><category term="church" /><category term="survivor/work/blouses/wine" /><category term="look for me at slow cook thursday next week" /><category term="my 2000th post" /><category term="delicious" /><category term="all favorites" /><category term="many of them" /><category term="the shoes are like butter" /><category term="lifted from Vanity Fair magazine" /><category term="it's Tuesday" /><category term="and it's only Tuesday" /><category term="if everyone in Tuvalu bought one we could fill one pool" /><category term="we'll do the chicken with tarragon cream" /><category term="or doing laundry or going to the bank or the library" /><category term="K says the hardest thing is getting things out of his jeans pockets with his scraped knuckles." /><category term="complicated commuting" /><category term="stay tuned" /><category term="it's finally thursday" /><category term="such as it is" /><category term="nessun dorma" /><category term="party deets later" /><category term="ahead of the trends at all times" /><category term="but it's monday now - 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not young" /><category term="time to put away the sweaters" /><category term="I yam" /><category term="I'm a little tired now" /><category term="I'm staying right HERE" /><category term="hmmm it sounds like I could have done a blogher session" /><category term="Jay-Z" /><category term="lots of rain" /><category term="it took a while to undo" /><category term="shoes" /><category term="hack" /><category term="followed by Pride and Joy by Stevie Ray Vaughan" /><category term="at church more later" /><category term="did you notice I've been posting in the evening" /><category term="two bags of assorted toiletries" /><category term="he makes fire with a damn lighter" /><category term="just like" /><category term="it's Acadamy Awards night" /><category term="photoshop" /><category term="weeeeeee" /><category term="still no spell check" /><category term="star wars uncut" /><category term="I might do an interview if someone ASKED" /><category term="ciao for now" /><category term="manolo" /><category term="love to you all" /><category term="home alone with a baby on a drizzly day" /><category term="Thanksgiving parade" /><category term="easy on the eyes" /><category term="spell check still not functioning" /><category term="sore throat" /><category term="nanoblow" /><category term="from sister L" /><category term="sexy mornings in Tuvalu" /><category term="the edge" /><category term="december birthdays" /><category term="happy problems" /><category term="it goes to show you never can tell" /><category term="she needs a shower" /><category term="and now I want to go there too" /><category term="I wonder where we can do this in Tuvalu" /><category term="flense is from the crossword last week" /><category term="only two of them were lost" /><category term="I only hurt because I care" /><category term="Youngest is working on the world domination thing" /><category term="I didn't even LOOK at the shoes" /><category term="shiny breasts" /><category term="my new attitude" /><category term="he needs to go to college" /><category term="posting soon" /><category term="still no Boden for me" /><category term="Survivor is on tonight" /><category term="K thought I should tell her that I had had breakfast with Oprah" /><category term="I'm not discussing the vacuuming" /><category term="because we wear Uggs outdoors here" /><category term="I have a call into his guidance counselor" /><category term="hungry" /><category term="there is no label for this post" /><category term="fuck it" /><category term="sheesh" /><category term="I  think this post covers me for two days" /><category term="how many days until it stops raining" /><category term="pictures" /><category term="thank you for your kind words yesterday" /><category term="made myself a little sad now" /><category term="I'm telling you - someone had better come up with a meme" /><category term="it's nearly here" /><category term="I'm going to have Middle take pictures of me holding cheese" /><category term="I am vague" /><category term="other reviews welcomed" /><category term="must remember to not talk so much when I meet the parents" /><category term="wonky internet" /><category term="how to" /><category term="talk to you later" /><category term="I was a little nervous" /><category term="that was then" /><category term="risotto with the freshest seafood" /><category term="he is asking for a camera" /><category term="maybe I'm wrong" /><category term="a long week I tell you" /><category term="there aren't enough tubas in Tuvalu" /><category term="the boys watch Lost" /><category term="Myth Busters" /><category term="yes I'm writing about the weather" /><category term="so much to see when I should be doing other things" /><category term="singing in the rain" /><category term="Arri" /><category term="back later" /><category term="xxx" /><category term="we're going mad" /><category term="look up more" /><category term="and it's only Tuesday night" /><category term="stay busy" /><category term="it's a Jeep Liberty" /><category term="I've been frequenting lots of design sites too" /><category term="I hope you can sleep" /><category term="merry and happy" /><category term="merry Christmas" /><category term="they played Highland Cathedral at K's request" /><category term="you think I'm kidding? YOU DEMON" /><category term="ho hum" /><category term="that should do you for a while" /><category term="give me a caption" /><category term="various artists" /><category term="You take the blue pill - the story ends" /><category term="fake blood after a long day's shoot" /><category term="from several sources" /><category term="and we might not come back" /><category term="she lights candles too" /><category term="he was 21 days late - HAVE I TOLD YOU THAT" /><category term="teaching old dogs" /><category term="pics" /><category term="that site meter is damn handy and so is my husband" /><category term="friday" /><category term="I haven't hit the wall YET." /><category term="I like me some Yeats read by Gabriel Byrne" /><category term="underpants" /><category term="whew this week was long" /><category term="what to do with all these ideas" /><category term="Sesame Street" /><category term="art school baby" /><category term="we're off" /><category term="xanax" /><category term="more pictures less writing about BACON" /><category term="I like to tag privately" /><category term="enjoy your holidays" /><category term="they ain't the freakin Von Trapps" /><category term="aren't I working hard enough with the titles? and the posts" /><category term="Kiosk" /><category term="than me" /><category term="knit wit" /><category term="Etsy" /><category term="do labels increase traffic" /><category term="meanwhile I watched the WRONG Capote movie" /><category term="making attempts at real labels" /><category term="I could never part with them" /><category term="tis a wonderous thing to feel such love for those we do not know" /><category term="10/31" /><category term="maybe YOU are voting for Middle" /><category term="I never had a problem with my Suburban" /><category term="my children only read and never play video games" /><category term="off to work I go" /><category term="I'll tell you about the beach tomorrow" /><category term="it's nearly October" /><category term="a big bunch of kids are going to the 7pm showing" /><category term="even baby tushy shots should be labelled private" /><category term="sometimes it's just about butter" /><category term="I don't know where we got this recipe" /><category term="she should listen to me" /><category term="nuff said" /><category term="tickets please" /><category term="a bicycle-riding Indian bride" /><category term="till then" /><category term="remind me to tell you about the bakery" /><category term="none of the above" /><category term="movie quotes" /><category term="much ice here in Tuvalu today" /><category term="your name here" /><category term="my relationship with fruit" /><category term="than I am" /><category term="vacances" /><category term="12/17/94 - 5/12/10" /><category term="it's a word cloud OKAY" /><category term="and happy new year" /><category term="go ahead and guess" /><category term="I miss the Nick Nolte blog" /><category term="bobsleding uniforms are funny looking" /><category term="NIN" /><category term="lunch out" /><category term="pink moon" /><category term="but it looks like it's healing pretty well" /><category term="I hate holidays" /><category term="Uncle B" /><category term="fun sunday evening" /><category term="nothing" /><category term="it was a great night" /><category term="burned out" /><category term="Jacques Pepin makes a slurpy noise sometimes" /><category term="I'm using Chrome is anyone else" /><category term="the water was 68 degrees" /><category term="my feet are pretty tired" /><category term="and then I cried a little" /><category term="the bathroom" /><category term="weekend activities" /><category term="hello Irene" /><category term="I cannot wait" /><category term="but don't say a novena or anything" /><category term="I know you never wash an espresso pot with soap" /><category term="oh leave me alone" /><category term="it took half an hour and who even cares" /><category term="he's a sight to behold" /><category term="I've been busy" /><category term="it's all apples all the time now" /><category term="I suppose I will be well versed in it when Middle goes to college" /><category term="see you Monday" /><category term="of course I cannot pronounce any of these" /><category term="lovely photos too" /><category term="not proofread" /><category term="we're always thinking" /><category term="wondering about the snowball as it rained all night" /><category term="I left one out" /><category term="I hope you'll be able to sleep" /><category term="watching teevee all week" /><category term="8 pilows" /><category term="posted on Tuesday night" /><category term="three weeks" /><category term="talk to you again soon" /><category term="we can see Jupiter" /><category term="hot flash" /><category term="perhaps Susie will call and give me a tutorial" /><category term="in which I resume working" /><category term="Uncle Marty" /><category term="balloon" /><category term="because b is my brother too" /><category term="it just doesn't seem that way" /><category term="we are so damn productive" /><category term="oh Heathcliffe" /><category term="it's been a long week" /><category term="friday night" /><category term="duck legs" /><category term="birdseye" /><category term="the sunblock on my hand smells so damn good" /><category term="I don't know when this will post." /><category term="it's a V12 so I don't suppose it's very efficient" /><category term="People Style Watch" /><category term="but I KNOW I've never had rice pudding" /><category term="Gabriel Byrne is nice to look at too" /><category term="thar she blows" /><category term="sometimes it's the small picture" /><category term="I'm glad it's friday" /><category term="saturday" /><category term="all work and no play" /><category term="star wars and syrup" /><category term="hobo signs" /><category term="I love Ted" /><category term="I'm all bird" /><category term="grams of fat" /><category term="her ride is here" /><category term="shopping on Sunday" /><category term="Youngest" /><category term="but no one complained" /><category term="thrilling" /><category term="page after page of meat delights" /><category term="that's it" /><category term="jitterbug" /><category term="I was tired of looking at her" /><category term="he was putting candy corn on his teeth" /><category term="AND I have a cold." /><category term="sometimes at our house film crews do run the world" /><category term="but not dirty like gas-station dirty" /><category term="fromt the 37th floor to 37 thousand feet" /><category term="we won't discuss the bathrooms" /><category term="and a snowstorm" /><category term="luxury linens" /><category term="storm front coming in" /><category term="I listen to the radio when I'm cleaning the kitchen" /><category term="not fond of Halloween" /><category term="I guess we'll paint it" /><category term="tomorrow should be quite exciting" /><category term="it's Friday and that's more than you need re cold sores" /><category term="I'm off to the mall - Resto has sent a duplicate order of bathroom hooks which I must return" /><category term="he's a photography/video student" /><category term="I wonder if he ever changed his clothes" /><category term="House" /><category term="because my Volvo leaks and blows its circuits in the rain" /><category term="I'd have to shave my head" /><category term="2509" /><category term="enjoying google" /><category term="we both had sunblock with us" /><category term="next x-ray in two weeks" /><category term="an exciting plan" /><category term="okay" /><category term="army training sir" /><category term="It's Complicated" /><category term="going to the supermarket is as exciting as thinking of a label" /><category term="e.g. scooters" /><category term="style blogs" /><category term="memes" /><category term="don't get me started" /><category term="Fidelity by Regina Spektor" /><category term="perhaps I'll bring them some Cascade dishwasher tablets" /><category term="genius" /><category term="I will return to regular blogging on 10/10" /><category term="Cool Ranch Doritos" /><category term="all over the place I tell you" /><category term="serendipity" /><category term="from brother B" /><category term="apple pie for breakfast" /><category term="you might think" /><category term="apples" /><category term="I'm telling myself he can't be too far off" /><category term="Saturday in the windy city" /><category term="huzzah" /><category term="Run Lola Run" /><category term="I'll have to go for some test drives" /><category term="grey" /><category term="eat pray love" /><category term="you might rabbit you might" /><category term="thank god it's Thursday" /><category term="filed under lovely things" /><category term="clip from ted.com" /><category term="farewell" /><category term="even though it sounds a little gruesome Youngest is going too" /><category term="a wonderful book" /><category term="crust colored with annotto and tumeric" /><category term="it's just a matter of time" /><category term="graduation is the 26th" /><category term="Survivor is on tomorrow" /><category term="the learning curve" /><category term="I'm always thinking" /><category term="I'll bet this has already happened to people" /><category term="old favorite" /><category term="all very wonderful here" /><category term="and it's snowing." /><category term="awesome though it may be this meme is a lot of work" /><category term="I'd take the slide" /><category term="bb says she is SO buying him that notebook" /><category term="it's damn cold here" /><category term="who is adorable" /><category term="that was a couple of hours ago and we're all fine" /><category term="it's wednesday" /><category term="wedding entrance" /><category term="more to do" /><category term="he's never called me Mama" /><category term="a handy list" /><category term="survivor" /><category term="for the Post Apocalyptic Literature class" /><category term="Italy and alcohol" /><category term="I have a lot of blog reading to do" /><category term="December 7" /><category term="a steal" /><category term="I'm Jeff Vadar" /><category term="how do you THINK I'm going to label this? TUVALUANS" /><category term="right?" /><category term="an odd mix of questions" /><category term="but can we make fire with cellphones and keys" /><category term="embellished by me" /><category term="every day Middle makes me proud" /><category term="because it's monday" /><category term="oh but it's Sunday" /><category term="I'm like a monkey climbing a coconut tree" /><category term="I really want to tag this Cloverfield but he asked me not to" /><category term="and I'm behind schedule" /><category term="someone wrote that to ME" /><category term="I hardly ever tag anyone though I love to be tagged" /><category term="via The Prairie Home Companion" /><category term="they were all out of badeggandcatpiss" /><category term="now watching badminton" /><category term="May Day" /><category term="my brain is a marble" /><category term="more pictures tomorrow" /><category term="12/17" /><category term="miners" /><category term="ow my back" /><category term="or skirts" /><category term="thank you" /><category term="because I'm at work" /><category term="and then I fed him spoiled tortellini" /><category term="I said Angry Birds" /><category term="a day out" /><category term="taking a couple of days off" /><category term="oh end this day show me the ocean" /><category term="Thursday night" /><category term="wet weather ahead" /><category term="Cloverfield" /><category term="Chicago" /><category term="I don't squeal very often" /><category term="put a wink in it" /><category term="let's talk about the weather" /><category term="I need some breakfast" /><category term="you can't use question marks in labels" /><category term="there was soap too of course" /><category term="it makes me misty" /><category term="I don't know which housewife makes me craziest" /><category term="Facebook" /><category term="sometimes I don't know EVERYTHING" /><category term="wednesday" /><category term="back to work" /><category term="muffins" /><category term="yeah I'm phoning it in cause I'm ADJUSTING" /><category term="we have wonderful plans to make" /><category term="there's a tall scowly one and a short ruddy one who smiles a lot" /><category term="I have Monday off" /><category term="clever" /><category term="I'm annoyed with the spellcheck" /><category term="special thanks to K for his height" /><category term="saturday morning" /><category term="air fresheners" /><category term="gourmet cooking 24/7" /><category term="because I totally lifted this from her..." /><category term="off to church" /><category term="doing some serious olympic viewing" /><category term="vote for him today and every day email if you need a link" /><category term="almost merry" /><category term="Middle was chosen as a staff pick in the contest" /><category term="Mythbusters" /><category term="Gap for spring" /><category term="not a bad list" /><category term="look at those outfits" /><category term="I bought Bean-o" /><category term="it may be time" /><category term="best movie lines" /><category term="autosave failed" /><category term="new favorite" /><category term="happy birthday to my pal M" /><category term="quiz" /><category term="army knives" /><category term="stand by" /><category term="don't you love that he has a lighter too" /><category term="nooneimportant" /><category term="what WAS she doing with all that spinach?" /><category term="fingers crossed that all is well while we are away" /><category term="ow" /><category term="we were nearly doomed" /><category term="leap day" /><category term="good night" /><category term="this post written by popular request AND FOR NO OTHER REASON" /><category term="Happy Birthday to my MOM" /><category term="later I'll talk about Crocs for fall" /><category term="I'm a little full" /><category term="what - I post SEVEN days a week" /><category term="Oldest" /><category term="all the boys love it" /><category term="why don't I just buy tiles from Home Depot" /><category term="how can he live with us and not eat cheese?" /><category term="my kids have never had any of these either" /><category term="many parenthetical statements" /><category term="comme ca" /><category term="he's good at keeping me from getting too heavy" /><category term="19 inches" /><category term="I do wonder if they really MEAN salient" /><category term="either coat would be FINE" /><category term="uploading photos asap" /><category term="it's next weekend anyway" /><category term="out of my emotional depth" /><category term="Beijing" /><category term="he's listening to Green Onions" /><category term="it's entirely too warm out" /><category term="back to Tuvalu" /><category term="it's the Target of the Netherlands" /><category term="the kindness" /><category term="another accomplishment" /><category term="it's Tuesday but feels like Thursday" /><category term="clamp" /><category term="home" /><category term="yep" /><category term="ye who want to add a modern design feature to ye's bathroom" /><category term="they made coffee ice cream today" /><category term="nice rig in the dining room" /><category term="that was two minutes" /><category term="I need leggings." /><category term="I like to clean with baking soda" /><category term="baby I don't care" /><category term="and a lovely website too" /><category term="eight times six" /><category term="as I might be too busy on my first day" /><category term="Tuvaluans doing their part for the earth" /><category term="tank shots" /><category term="I used a bird with a camera on its foot" /><category term="Canada" /><category term="damn" /><category term="certainly it has to help" /><category term="the White House" /><category term="another six things you don't know about me" /><category term="must remember to ask if he wants the teeth in a jar" /><category term="All Mixed Up" /><category term="pouring I tell you" /><category term="it's only money" /><category term="I was pretty sure today was thursday" /><category term="I have a weakness for Donald Sutherland" /><category term="I've got soul" /><category term="I'm eating an entire bag of potato chips" /><category term="blogs" /><category term="it's 46 degrees" /><category term="listening to Chopin" /><category term="fashion week" /><category term="my K is the best dad I know" /><category term="Suvivor" /><category term="buttons" /><category term="we thought we were dreaming but they were really tap dancing" /><category term="he's counting the hours" /><category term="Italy" /><category term="and boy are my arms tired" /><category term="bacon now no longer edgy" /><category term="we are like the X Men" /><category term="Italian eyewear" /><category term="and it could be a dealbreaker" /><category term="Youngest is my secret boyfriend" /><category term="the verve" /><category term="out to dinner tonight to Fabio's uncle's place" /><category term="everything means something" /><category term="three lunches in three days" /><category term="I like turkey and stuffing and gravy and..." /><category term="lucky us" /><category term="bb" /><category term="good god it's only wednesday" /><category term="fall" /><category term="the ballet" /><category term="school" /><category term="pumpkin fritters are amazing" /><category term="he spoke with my troll in the supermarket" /><category term="I could never really sell it" /><category term="shopping for babies" /><category term="bunnyshop is a fun site" /><category term="we'll see how it plays out" /><category term="Badger doesn't like to shower" /><category term="our kids know what's important" /><category term="and Middle is back in 5th and I CAN'T TAKE IT" /><category term="put your spaghetti in a zipper bag before you break it in half" /><category term="in the Blue Mountains" /><category term="beautiful cashmere armwarmers" /><category term="good neighbors" /><category term="DEAF I TELL YOU" /><category term="cans" /><category term="as you were" /><category term="elephants vs Burmese kings" /><category term="I'm taking a couple of days off - I think" /><category term="they loved Cary Grant" /><category term="and it is my father's birthday" /><category term="I don't think they'll have a baby" /><category term="it worked well on that exhaust fan too" /><category term="every day is new" /><category term="109 days" /><category term="spring time in blog land" /><category term="perhaps I am tense" /><category term="grey hair and breasts" /><category term="teachers make a very big difference" /><category term="now you know" /><category term="babies" /><category term="call me AUNT bb" /><category term="yrs truly" /><category term="still feeling victorious" /><category term="full" /><category term="girls in bikinis" /><category term="#blogher#mamapopparty#mommyneedsacocktail" /><category term="bagels" /><category term="I'm getting a little headache from all of this" /><category term="the story that stopped me this morning" /><category term="la dee dah" /><category term="renovation I love thee" /><category term="JR is gone but he'll be an evil jury member" /><category term="I probably will again" /><category term="not very good" /><category term="via Ali Edwards" /><category term="time's a wasting" /><category term="it's a pain but a first world pain" /><category term="I may take Monday off" /><category term="I CAN read of course" /><category term="browsing from my couch" /><category term="Thanksgiving and Halloween would fall on the same date" /><category term="ho ho ho" /><category term="dancing" /><category term="I guess it's because my kids are older" /><category term="what I think" /><category term="Brian Keith is fabulous too" /><category term="today was much better" /><category term="and I don't think it will come until tomorrow" /><category term="chores" /><category term="steak cooking" /><category term="right" /><category term="pet me and I come to life" /><category term="I considered closing the comments" /><category term="how could they NOT love them" /><category term="and then K comes home with the boys and groceries for me to unpack" /><category term="when does school start" /><category term="I have an issues with tenses - what of it" /><category term="26 incredible years" /><category term="Sunday noise" /><category term="go ahead - believe it" /><category term="the Holy Hand Grenade" /><category term="Dave Matthews" /><category term="Olympics" /><category term="Monday night" /><category term="tomorrow the pulmonary doctor" /><category term="I'm brilliant AND lazy" /><category term="artists in my home" /><category term="alone with my mother" /><category term="the women arrive on Wednesday" /><category term="Middle's friends drove Youngest home last night" /><category term="lots o'meat" /><category term="vacation" /><category term="congrats" /><category term="whew" /><category term="ain't I some writer" /><category term="not much skill and shakey hands" /><category term="but now I have things waiting in drafts" /><category term="all the forces of good and evil under one roof" /><category term="I'll never remember the nurse's name" /><category term="I rarely ask direct questions" /><category term="top hats and tails" /><category term="shoes in any form are good with me" /><category term="and there was only a half day of school on Tuesday" /><category term="that's alotta ink" /><category term="really? I still have to come up with a label?" /><category term="sincerely" /><category term="Larry King" /><category term="cracking good" /><category term="a band apart" /><category term="it's a mystery" /><category term="the monkey is relieved" /><category term="I think I change tenses a lot in this post" /><category term="today the orthodontist" /><category term="it's a rhetorical mineral question" /><category term="a happy meme" /><category term="they fixed spellcheck" /><category term="not Uncle Buck but close" /><category term="H20" /><category term="missing" /><category term="bravo" /><category term="can it get better question mark" /><category term="such a busy time" /><category term="happily for me we returned at 5 and I could have wine" /><category term="I smell like coppertone" /><category term="see you later" /><category term="it's friday evening" /><category term="you know HIM" /><category term="spice up my life/posts" /><category term="it ain't Ozzy and Harriet" /><category term="thanks jb" /><category term="thanks and giving" /><category term="snow" /><category term="I cannot come up with a label for this post" /><category term="make the most of this weekend" /><category term="it's Pi day at school" /><category term="may all your issues be so serious" /><category term="I'm probably too excited about this" /><category term="I hope the Bachman man felt triumphant" /><category term="with bacon" /><category term="and we got leftovers" /><category term="such a day" /><category term="I wrote this whole thing yesterday and firefox ate it" /><category term="we cannot be expected to lug all this equipment ourselves" /><category term="we put the lemon tree outside" /><category term="that ought to keep you busy" /><category term="but it's still only Thursday" /><category term="was born with the darkest brown eyes." /><category term="Tuvaluans measure wine the same way" /><category term="delayed until noon" /><category term="he's asked me 6 times how long it took" /><category term="the last show" /><category term="it's still the 17th" /><category term="closing in on fat" /><category term="it is" /><category term="I've come home to stop yearning" /><category term="September" /><category term="ask him if he can do a spit shine" /><category term="there is a virtual reality game thing surrounding this movie" /><category term="I'm going to drop you like 3rd period French" /><category term="taking tomorrow off" /><category term="I don't unpack the spring things until April" /><category term="oh so slow the internet oh so fast the time" /><category term="may god bless and keep him" /><category term="I've done that pose in the kitchen" /><category term="Happy New Year" /><category term="an award" /><category term="dreaming" /><category term="still blogging" /><category term="I guess I need to figure out how to tie that blouse." /><category term="Youngest requested no beans" /><category term="no" /><category term="I'll bet you wish I had posted a photo" /><category term="naps are good too" /><category term="you read the whole thing" /><category term="all things being equal" /><category term="my life revolves around my bathroom" /><category term="my laptop was returned today and crashed an hour later" /><category term="from K" /><category term="as promised" /><category term="I'd marry it but I'm married" /><category term="sweet home" /><category term="we are all superheroes" /><category term="dampness" /><category term="email" /><category term="the squirrels ate my crocus bulbs" /><category term="and I love it" /><category term="rust and twigs" /><category term="fogged in in more ways than one" /><category term="this was not as easy as it looks" /><category term="I like the play on the one string part" /><category term="yep big feet" /><category term="the rod and gun club" /><category term="not dashi" /><category term="life is a series..." /><category term="I'll tell you about the meteor showers tomorrow" /><category term="vote while I paint" /><category term="laundry and cleaning today" /><category term="it's only monday" /><category term="was cordial and cool" /><category term="thank you Paola dear" /><category term="party tonight" /><category term="labels at flickr" /><category term="sunday" /><category term="tights removed at 10:30 pm" /><category term="Christmas" /><category term="clean floor" /><category term="it's the exact color of our dining room" /><category term="blogher" /><category term="my hero" /><category term="he gets paid to buy fabric softener" /><category term="I'm honored" /><category term="damn you Resto" /><category term="I'm kind of ranty today" /><category term="stick a fork in me I'm done" /><category term="I'm not always negative" /><category term="if you aren't going to discuss nudity you may as well discuss shoes" /><category term="Need Supply" /><category term="I think it's laundry day" /><category term="he's well sun burned too" /><category term="proud" /><category term="two in the a.m." /><category term="he caught 14 trout" /><category term="a little rant" /><category term="not really a list" /><category term="wonders" /><category term="inside jokes" /><category term="itchy" /><category term="spellcheck is NOT working" /><category term="stavros flatley" /><category term="yes he should have a blog" /><category term="it's Thursday night" /><category term="black polish I think" /><category term="Eric Clapton" /><category term="a short list for sunday" /><category term="still no spellcheck" /><category term="where are all the sexy women this season" /><category term="Unda" /><category term="it's Thursday too" /><category term="we'll be at Nauset if you need us" /><category term="rat-a-tat-tat-tat" /><category term="Lewis Black" /><category term="oops" /><category term="Middle's first thought after the explosion was DO I NEED PANTS" /><category term="Stephanie and Christian Nielson" /><category term="I less than three each and every one of you" /><category term="do I really have to think of a label for each post?" /><category term="have a good weekend" /><category term="a meme to bail me out" /><category term="enjoy the museum Irene" /><category term="the commute" /><category term="all these things that I have done" /><category term="weekday" /><category term="in the pasture" /><category term="he sleeps with film equipment" /><category term="such a pretty wedding" /><category term="it makes me so happy" /><category term="snacks" /><category term="Newport News dot com" /><category term="July 2009" /><category term="via BB and Jenny" /><category term="HOLLA" /><category term="between this post and the last one we all sound like a bunch of saints" /><category term="the key word is melty" /><category term="December" /><category term="a lovely evening" /><category term="off surfing early" /><category term="as long as every one stays healthy" /><category term="I would love to plan the flowers for a wedding" /><category term="he started dancing" /><category term="amateur poetry" /><category term="Alexander Calder traveled the world with his circus" /><category term="I'm all excited" /><category term="a groovy coat" /><category term="we've been on a cupcake binge" /><category term="with jam" /><category term="from Middle" /><category term="I have a lot to do." /><category term="it's friday" /><category term="Vin Diesel" /><category term="happy birthday to my uncle" /><category term="Vida" /><category term="not strapless and not one shouldered either" /><category term="we have no plans for the weekend" /><category term="I'm not sure you realize how many colored pencils I have" /><category term="my punctuation has been slipping" /><category term="thanks" /><category term="with legs like that people don't look at your tights" /><category term="2 x 3" /><category term="I'm guessing it will take a week." /><category term="have I mentioned that the hallway hasn't been painted in 40 years" /><category term="there's nothing you can't put over pasta" /><category term="sleep tight" /><category term="very busy" /><category term="stuffed" /><category term="it's always fun to meet new people" /><category term="I knew Poppy would never move to LA" /><category term="did I mention work is a little crazy" /><category term="I do like to whine." /><category term="goodness it's Friday" /><category term="good eating" /><category term="from Oldest" /><category term="they aren't kidding" /><category term="angry birds" /><category term="I don't like me handbags to stare at me aaarrrrrrrgh" /><category term="Billie Holiday" /><category term="Sunday evening" /><category term="tell blogger that spellcheck is still broken" /><category term="and it's snowing" /><category term="what could be more fun than pretend milk?" /><category term="I know you don't believe it" /><category term="I don't think anyone took pictures of my synchronized swimming" /><category term="but Master M likes Powerbars I think" /><category term="fashion don'ts" /><category term="will he fly" /><category term="tra la" /><category term="melodious" /><category term="Anthropologie" /><category term="a long day" /><category term="not that outfit though" /><category term="an amazing child" /><category term="Positano" /><category term="bring one into your home today" /><category term="pickle ball" /><category term="I must be patient" /><category term="management" /><category term="am attempting to learn to embed video" /><category term="now I hate the word schmooze" /><category term="aye me" /><category term="lovely lurking" /><category term="I might need a trip to Sephora" /><category term="nothing from Anthro right now thank you" /><category term="what a day" /><category term="up too early" /><category term="make pudding CAKE" /><category term="and it's only Friday" /><category term="thanks to K for the edit" /><category term="not that I would mind buying all of it" /><category term="gray" /><category term="the episode we watched was directed by Fred Savage" /><category term="ear stuff" /><category term="so old it's funny again" /><category term="I said Survivor tonight" /><category term="audition/application/acceptance" /><category term="blech" /><category term="life at work" /><category term="I did. I said post-coital." /><category term="oh so wonderful the dancing" /><category term="it's the wine talking" /><category term="I work for the circus" /><category term="it's monday" /><category term="edited on the train" /><category term="at work" /><category term="yesterday our new bathroom tile was on apartment therapy" /><category term="no liver spots yet" /><category term="obviously shot in the theater" /><category term="be gentle with me if you have one and it's terrible" /><category term="stumble" /><category term="blogggherrr 08" /><category term="my bathroom" /><category term="the finger" /><category term="we miss Paola" /><category term="it could be my friend B" /><category term="tea and hotels" /><category term="unless your initials are LB" /><category term="love my jobs" /><category term="Hall might be my favorite" /><category term="compare and contrast" /><category term="what could The Colonel be thinking" /><category term="small things" /><category term="fashion post to come" /><category term="what about the damn posts?" /><category term="amy winehouse" /><category term="fascinating" /><category term="MUST PACK NOW" /><category term="that's all for now" /><category term="cool and crisp" /><category term="just like the real thing" /><category term="Tuvalu townsfolk" /><category term="google the 1967 Fiat 500" /><category term="K chatted with my troll yesterday" /><category term="it's catered and I'm looking forward to being with family and eating good food" /><category term="welcome to Monday" /><category term="50 things" /><category term="live blogged" /><category term="scurvy avoided or is that citrus related" /><category term="cozy" /><category term="from Emlyn" /><category term="too tired to link" /><category term="Smashing Pumpkins" /><category term="I am on vacation now" /><category term="always seventeen" /><category term="it makes us happy" /><category term="Frye Boots" /><category term="giftage" /><category term="I hate Lisi" /><category term="and I wore heels all day and they didn't bother me a bit" /><category term="the Dalai Lama" /><category term="and a Member's Only jacket" /><category term="K - feel free to comment" /><category term="Empire State Of Brussels" /><category term="Whitman's Sampler" /><category term="ta da" /><category term="it's two hours forty eight minutes of your life" /><category term="labeless" /><category term="B" /><category term="meeting Wendy tonight" /><category term="swim" /><category term="today I miss K" /><category term="I'm going to make K take me for a ride today so that I'm not scared" /><category term="sweets" /><category term="we didn't win the lottery that morning either" /><category term="my breath problem" /><category term="blogger reports that spellcheck is not working" /><category term="courtesy of Middle and the Make:Blog" /><category term="it's like 8 carats of pure forgiveness" /><category term="the boys think I look like Elliott Gould" /><category term="three beautiful things" /><category term="tiaras" /><category term="individual talents" /><category term="who's a lucky woman" /><category term="we don't decorate until after the 7th" /><category term="a stunning likeness" /><category term="and it's Friday" /><category term="slightly expired" /><category term="don't make pudding" /><category term="we made the biggest donation we could here http://www.rarediseases.org/helping/donate" /><category term="she watches court tv while I watch AMC" /><category term="I'm DEAF from this sinus infection" /><category term="right brain" /><category term="Twitter" /><category term="it looks like it could be a great season" /><category term="$16.00 for three fitted sheets" /><category term="writing the obvious" /><category term="hope you can see this as Firefox doesn't seem to support it" /><category term="I just don't feel like talking" /><category term="Commercial Street" /><category term="tomorrow I'll tell you about the shopping" /><category term="July is kicking my ass" /><category term="it's friday morning" /><category term="bad for the bones" /><category term="doing what we can" /><category term="peas" /><category term="indulgences" /><category term="via Uncle B" /><category term="aging" /><category term="shut up" /><category term="and maybe a sweater" /><category term="word out" /><category term="these will keep us busy for at least three days" /><category term="I promise to ease up on the nagging soon" /><category term="Middle" /><category term="nice blanket Wendy" /><category term="I always thought my 4th son would be his" /><category term="re Monday" /><category term="why so serious" /><category term="we've built a lot in 25 years" /><category term="it's all about food" /><category term="tonight we hear Youngest's band" /><category term="you may not want me to design your shower" /><category term="high school" /><category term="cultured" /><category term="can't wait to see what color my hair is" /><category term="and drinking" /><category term="Shakespeare" /><category term="what say ye" /><category term="I'll just sit over here alone" /><category term="I'm telling you those sconces are huge" /><category term="laa dee daa" /><category term="sexy" /><category term="not that there is anything wrong with chocolate and peppermint" /><category term="because they are working upstairs and in the back of the house that they are unobtrusive" /><category term="what day is it" /><category term="potatoes" /><category term="my flight leaves thursday at 10 am" /><category term="I need a bindi" /><category term="portraits by Stephan Ruiz" /><category term="it's Thursday" /><category term="and it was mild and raining and the town was quiet" /><category term="HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM" /><category term="wind and wet" /><category term="so you see why I like him" /><category term="with love" /><category term="we love Lewis Black" /><category term="random" /><category term="a good one" /><category term="go listen to Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa by Vampire Weekend" /><category term="and why I'm not saying anything about him trying to learn a song on guitar for the last hour" /><category term="feels like fall" /><category term="my feet are kinda sore too" /><category term="anxiety provoking" /><category term="sic" /><category term="Vida only uses tiny knives" /><category term="this place is a geographical oddity" /><category term="don't forget to vote" /><category term="feeling grateful" /><category term="I guess I'll stick to Jell-o instant pudding in the future" /><category term="it starts with the cleaning and ends with the thinking" /><category term="Toast" /><category term="Stridex" /><category term="Youngest is going as Dr. House today" /><category term="it's Thursday and the 17th" /><category term="so we start with my funny brother and then it all comes down to ironing" /><category term="I call random" /><category term="cranes" /><category term="what did I just say?" /><category term="pouring rain Saturday" /><category term="I'm no genius but I'm pretty smart" /><category term="for Poppy" /><category term="it could deliver monday" /><category term="amen" /><category term="sunday pm" /><category term="oh the sweetness of it" /><category term="stay tuned for tarte tatin" /><category term="Sandra Bullock - no kidding" /><category term="the soup was much better than the book" /><category term="it's sunday night" /><category term="having some fried chicken and waiting for the finale" /><category term="I'll see you later" /><category term="new bathing suits I TELL YOU" /><category term="I'm tired reading/writing it" /><category term="waiting for rain" /><category term="I will not be bested by a tarte" /><category term="a mighty wind" /><category term="if you are going to a noisy bar with bad food sit with the Australians" /><category term="weekends" /><category term="another movie crossed off my list" /><category term="for now" /><category term="the horse looks bored" /><category term="I love them" /><category term="shopping" /><category term="picking things but not letting others pick things" /><category term="my own meme" /><category term="illegal snaps from Anthro" /><category term="I don't spell-check these posts" /><category term="I don't even know the horsepower of my vehicle" /><category term="apply directly to the forehead" /><category term="but I don't have Marie" /><category term="great wings" /><category term="the Oscars" /><category term="things move slowly everywhere" /><category term="someone better get a meme going cause I'm blank" /><category term="snowing too" /><category term="always analyzing" /><category term="an ass I tell you" /><category term="pitch and delete" /><category term="monday lacks inspiration" /><category term="or you could buy a bottle" /><category term="it's sunday" /><category term="*I'm forever indebted to Kim for teaching me this phrase" /><category term="T-minus 24 hours" /><category term="he plays the saw" /><category term="we've already had apple crisp" /><category term="spam" /><category term="Jack Sparrow" /><category term="JW Black isn't half bad though" /><category term="let that be a warning to ye" /><category term="8/29" /><category term="paired with a crisp pinot" /><category term="and now I have a little piece of Positano around my neck" /><category term="special thanks to Jan from BeMused" /><category term="go and vote" /><category term="and she's brilliant" /><category term="kwippy" /><category term="my passion for grated apples" /><category term="work" /><category term="click the title for the hymn" /><category term="this could take weeks" /><category term="the other elements" /><category term="my hair is now &quot;light brown&quot;" /><category term="bounty" /><category term="Guy Fieri makes my skin crawl" /><category term="another good season" /><category term="all four of them" /><category term="spring hopes eternal" /><category term="quick thinking prevails" /><category term="lovely" /><category term="Middle likes it too" /><category term="no I don't know how to make the NaBloPoMo button work" /><category term="it was SO distracting in my house this morning" /><category term="Def Leppard" /><category term="drills I tell you" /><category term="ttyl" /><category term="tgif" /><category term="please vote" /><category term="calm before the storm" /><category term="I like doing housework" /><category term="found in every household" /><category term="happy weekend" /><category term="the major area hospital serves the major area prison as well" /><category term="see?" /><category term="Sunday mornin" /><category term="BlogHampton" /><category term="cold" /><category term="we watched Jacques Pepin afterwards" /><category term="Paola says I only need sarongs but I know better" /><category term="urp" /><category term="it's march" /><category term="Yau" /><category term="thank you Anonymous" /><category term="bad habits for ME" /><category term="send warm weather" /><category term="sweet and light" /><category term="notes from the commute" /><category term="epic" /><category term="I'll be back with fun stuff later" /><category term="this stuff scares the crap out of me" /><category term="love" /><category term="like I spend $300 per person on gifts" /><category term="Star Trek" /><category term="BlogHer Beauty Hacks fashion" /><category term="Rupert's Drop" /><category term="New Orleans" /><category term="they would time us with kitchen timers that clicked" /><category term="no thanks" /><category term="we're having vegetables tonight" /><category term="hell AND high water" /><category term="a surrey with the fringe on top" /><category term="I wish it was Thursday" /><category term="Pontius Pilot at the last supper" /><category term="via Oldest" /><category term="he knows all the good joints" /><category term="my thanks to Ingrid for thinking of good questions" /><category term="jeggings" /><category term="blogher 09" /><category term="still friday" /><category term="and full too" /><category term="lists" /><category term="unless you are over 30" /><category term="how old is Susan Lucci anyway" /><category term="and K is making fried chicken" /><category term="Thanksgiving" /><category term="I'd like to go the way Tibor Kalman did but not so young." /><category term="yawn" /><category term="taking tomorrow off from the blog" /><category term="Youngest brought cherry" /><category term="it's 4:32" /><category term="everyone goes home for lunch everywhere in Italy" /><category term="AllSaints" /><category term="bb is a thief" /><category term="B would have been helpful and embarrassed" /><category term="blue/white/orange" /><category term="my mom reads my blog" /><category term="music stirs my soul" /><category term="the team took 6th for steak" /><category term="she's lovely to look at too" /><category term="back to work tomorrow" /><category term="tricked by editing" /><category term="I enjoy being instructional" /><category term="I sat alone on the couch and watched" /><category term="but he will" /><category term="we started off well but it got a little dicey at the end" /><category term="it was K's idea" /><category term="we are petless" /><category term="Survivor finale Sunday" /><category term="I sent some of these" /><category term="five parts of Christmas done" /><category term="forgive me for no spellcheck" /><category term="TJ Maxx" /><category term="those baby chickens were scary" /><category term="$...My Dad Says" /><category term="but K really needs to return to work this week" /><category term="but I don't have high hopes" /><category term="traveling east with Youngest over night" /><category term="IM" /><category term="and I will be watching it" /><category term="73 and raining" /><category term="I told him I put hair in the dough" /><category term="protecting Youngest's privacy" /><category term="but you'd be wrong" /><category term="keep calm and carry on" /><category term="and it breaks my hahaha hahaha hahaha hearrrrt" /><category term="I think this movie is going to stay on the un-bolded list" /><category term="don't worry I'll remind you again and again" /><category term="tomorrow we can talk about shoes" /><category term="someday" /><category term="it's still light out in the evening now" /><category term="I don't think the guy jumped." /><category term="tuesday stretches before me" /><category term="still the weekend" /><category term="Ocean's 13" /><category term="I don't suppose the papers will say that she drank weed killer" /><category term="bunson burners" /><category term="coincidence? I think not" /><category term="a must-see" /><category term="he was a year old" /><category term="someone's in the kitchen with bb" /><category term="a sink" /><category term="fashion" /><category term="it's jasmine incense" /><category term="nice haircut" /><category term="I'd need a working wardrobe" /><category term="and I never watch Days Of Our Lives" /><category term="feels like Thursday" /><category term="Monday morning" /><category term="She Runs" /><category term="I need to tell you about Middle's job" /><category term="this post is dedicated to my friend Paula who should never feel bad about her neck" /><category term="nice cast" /><category term="the right one" /><category term="Love Actually" /><category term="sometimes a cigar is just a cigar" /><category term="my photos from the tv were very blurry" /><category term="he has no interest in driving" /><category term="K" /><category term="how many days" /><category term="I could have made him put shoes on but I didn't" /><category term="l love your hair like that" /><category term="I KNOW it's a lemon" /><category term="our 4th delay" /><category term="Chanel" /><category term="100 things" /><category term="because I like them both" /><category term="I might call Amex" /><category term="Wendy and Susie" /><category term="12/25/09" /><category term="feasting and frolicking" /><category term="I'd do it" /><category term="Epi-pen" /><category term="my favorite part is when she rolls the towel to grease the grill" /><category term="I'm usually the funny one" /><category term="surfing The Eddie" /><category term="with Hulk Hands scoring second" /><category term="I may be GLUED to my cell phone all day" /><category term="it's like gold snow out there" /><category term="I said brisket" /><category term="and I used to think she was cool" /><category term="vacation all I ever wanted" /><category term="Middle saw Cloverfield at 11:59 last night" /><category term="but I know full well that as a teen he may not be as easy" /><category term="on Friday" /><category term="Tuesday night" /><category term="George" /><category term="hanging up on telemarketers" /><category term="my first bechamel" /><category term="linkage" /><category term="friday at home now" /><category term="ACK" /><category term="stranger than fiction" /><category term="our turn to host" /><category term="it might be a boring life but it's our life" /><category term="I love McSweeney's" /><category term="stepping gently into the greeness" /><category term="Mr. Clean Magic Eraser Sponges" /><category term="words and pictures" /><category term="Dove CHOCOLATE is just FINE" /><category term="blogging most days" /><category term="but if you hold hands it's not as bad" /><category term="happy birthday B" /><category term="I'll see you Friday with the Survivor recap" /><category term="I don't care for punch" /><category term="I'll spit if Coach wins" /><category term="off to a party" /><category term="Daves for $500" /><category term="send more Austalian bloggers" /><category term="bed bath and way beyond" /><category term="one afternoon many angles most of an evening" /><category term="you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes." /><category term="I never post song lyrics but these fit me right now" /><category term="and a mirror" /><category term="two party opportunities to order scotch" /><category term="perhaps I should start labeling my posts correctly" /><category term="I love the spellcheck on the new blogger" /><category term="the race" /><category term="his video is the purple one" /><category term="too bad Fairplay is a jerk" /><category term="really it's Tuesday" /><category term="graduating" /><category term="the bowling ball toss" /><category term="if you think the glass is half empty" /><category term="what I would give for a large sock" /><category term="the office party" /><category term="now I wear mary-janes" /><category term="Moby Dick" /><category term="isn't it amazing what each day brings..." /><category term="waaaaaaaa" /><category term="she had sparkly eyes too" /><category term="read this like I said it" /><category term="you just never know" /><category term="only Ami voted for Erik" /><category term="wondering what the raccoons will do" /><category term="people" /><category term="tuesday" /><category term="lifted from Kilowatt hour" /><category term="recaps to follow" /><category term="thankyouthankyouthankyou" /><category term="which is all that matters" /><category term="voting and greeness" /><category term="Q  and A" /><category term="there are no rules or disclaimers for this contest" /><category term="what will I post tomorrow" /><category term="windy too" /><category term="you make us proud every day" /><category term="Youngest is fine" /><category term="or go buy a monkey" /><category term="no spellcheck" /><category term="I've lived out of a suitcase for weeks" /><category term="finale coverage Monday morning" /><category term="sometimes we see with the same eyes" /><category term="a request" /><category term="monday" /><category term="but I love being tagged" /><category term="he's better today and off at uni" /><category term="it's July 18th" /><category term="I am fine though" /><category term="Middle had the answer" /><category term="I'm a sucker for boys in the band" /><category term="vizmeme" /><category term="show and tell" /><category term="on to Wednesday" /><category term="Fluid Pudding" /><category term="pondering" /><category term="it's Friday night" /><category term="I have purchased tomatoes for her as treats" /><category term="platform wedge clogs" /><category term="gaffers" /><category term="the commentboxes are coming" /><category term="idyllic" /><category term="evolution" /><category term="French outtakes" /><category term="Tuvalu" /><category term="string" /><category term="all good" /><category term="one dinner party done" /><category term="I'll give the pirate show a chance" /><category term="pantless" /><category term="lucky" /><category term="we ARE all where we are supposed to be at this moment" /><category term="grout" /><category term="mwah" /><category term="not really about the Olympics at all" /><category term="off to the airport" /><category term="more later" /><category term="thirsty for more" /><category term="it's true my brother does look like some of them" /><category term="small but huge" /><category term="yes. blue." /><category term="the sweetest things" /><category term="I'm wearing them" /><category term="or more" /><category term="he should" /><category term="and it's only Monday" /><category term="hours of my life lost" /><category term="chowdah" /><category term="he was a vbac" /><category term="we'll watch the weather channel" /><category term="I watched Kathy Griffin too" /><category term="meme" /><category term="tech" /><category term="sort of" /><category term="one to go" /><category term="I hate making the lunches" /><category term="his haircut KILLS me (with a tray)" /><category term="thank god that's over with" /><category term="it is Friday though" /><category term="pork loin with roasted vegetables" /><category term="onward" /><category term="not as easy as it looks" /><category term="and they had a wonderful time" /><category term="all's well that ends well" /><category term="they ate like kings while I was gone" /><category term="presently killing us" /><category term="xo" /><category term="apple picking" /><category term="communication" /><category term="listening and seeing" /><category term="it's all a metaphor" /><category term="his pants are pulled up really high" /><category term="a clip for K" /><category term="my legs ache a little" /><category term="I'm not on vacation YET" /><category term="oh just wait until you hear about the prom clothes" /><category term="whew friday" /><category term="the perfect day" /><category term="get through the next week" /><category term="that Lost show freaks me out" /><category term="happy birthday dad." /><category term="considering our options" /><category term="oh my" /><category term="that last one would be memorable wouldn't it" /><category term="I have no punch line" /><category term="curious" /><category term="looking and eating and shining" /><category term="food" /><category term="home decor" /><category term="outed I tell you" /><category term="140 characters not just for tweets" /><category term="no comments" /><category term="vote" /><category term="get back to me on this" /><category term="snow shoot" /><category term="those airport posts don't write themselves you know" /><category term="I must remember to refer to them as the breakfast club from now on" /><category term="a good guy" /><category term="oh that Jenna" /><title>say la vee</title><subtitle type="html">Life in an urban town. 

Three great boys, one tall gorgeous husband, and a job in the big city.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/QVWB" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="blogspot/qvwb" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAEQX89fCp7ImA9WhRbF0U.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-2076648443553073064</id><published>2012-02-09T06:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T06:25:00.164-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-09T06:25:00.164-05:00</app:edited><title>(shut the) front door</title><summary>We have two doors in the front of our house.



This one goes into the living room. I don't especially like that feature and there are other homes with the same configuration on our block wherein the porch has been converted into an entry with a closet and a window. Sometimes we talk about doing that to our house but we like our porch. And where would we keep the firewood?



This other "front </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/2076648443553073064/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=2076648443553073064&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/2076648443553073064?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/2076648443553073064?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/shut-front-door.html" title="(shut the) front door" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMEQ3c9cSp7ImA9WhRbFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-5492705928896997130</id><published>2012-02-08T05:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T05:53:22.969-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-08T05:53:22.969-05:00</app:edited><title>with a bonus</title><summary>Here is the sunlight coming through the train next to mine, yesterday.




 Here is the moon, which just woke me.


   

 I am posting the February photo challenges.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/5492705928896997130/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=5492705928896997130&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5492705928896997130?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5492705928896997130?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/with-bonus.html" title="with a bonus" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYMQX4zeSp7ImA9WhRbFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-4135530118428456283</id><published>2012-02-07T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T08:43:00.081-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-07T08:43:00.081-05:00</app:edited><title>button</title><summary>I don't remember where they've all come from. 
I've snipped them out of new clothes - extras that will never be used.
I use them, from time to time, and there are some wonderful old ones in there too. Those are the ones that smell slightly mildewy. 
When did clothing companies become so obsessed with providing extra buttons? It is a coincidence that they provided extra buttons and, at the same </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/4135530118428456283/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=4135530118428456283&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4135530118428456283?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4135530118428456283?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/button.html" title="button" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8EQ3c9cSp7ImA9WhRbFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-7004074180203034836</id><published>2012-02-06T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T14:00:02.969-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-06T14:00:02.969-05:00</app:edited><title>dinner</title><summary>


 Fish and chips. 
So that would be: deep fried, batter-dipped cod and twice-fried french fries, with fresh tarragon mayonaise.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/7004074180203034836/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=7004074180203034836&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7004074180203034836?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7004074180203034836?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/dinner.html" title="dinner" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcHQXw6cCp7ImA9WhRbFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-6716369472041533695</id><published>2012-02-05T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T20:00:30.218-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-05T20:00:30.218-05:00</app:edited><title>watching Downton Abbey</title><summary>Sure, millions of people are watching the Superbowl, and I'm interested in seeing the commercials - I must admit.
But we'll be watching Downton Abbey (at 9:00 anyway).





My friend M sent this around the office last week. It's wonderfully interesting.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/6716369472041533695/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=6716369472041533695&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/6716369472041533695?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/6716369472041533695?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/watching-downton-abbey.html" title="watching Downton Abbey" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/9I3YNNI9bxQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMCRXc6eCp7ImA9WhRbFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-5749994427799818669</id><published>2012-02-05T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T12:54:24.910-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-05T12:54:24.910-05:00</app:edited><title>10:00</title><summary>



The scene: the living room
The players: Oldest, Middle, Youngest
The soundtrack: Disco Inferno

The boys dragged the Super Nintendo Entertainment System out of the basement and hooked it up to the big television.



I'm doing the photo-a-day February challenge.
</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/5749994427799818669/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=5749994427799818669&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5749994427799818669?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5749994427799818669?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/1000.html" title="10:00" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMNQnk-fyp7ImA9WhRbE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-7702143094553262244</id><published>2012-02-04T09:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T09:41:33.757-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-04T09:41:33.757-05:00</app:edited><title>a photo a day</title><summary>

 I'm up for it. God knows, I'm boring myself of late. Don't know a thing about hashtagging or instagram but I will endeavor to do a photo a day.

So, let's see...I'm four days behind, aren't I?


1. My view today - er, that day, 2/1.

 



Am I supposed to explain these things? I will.

On a whim, my boss asked if we might get one of these espresso machines - the ones with the pods?
I had a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/7702143094553262244/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=7702143094553262244&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7702143094553262244?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7702143094553262244?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/photo-day.html" title="a photo a day" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBQHYyfSp7ImA9WhRbE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-2209274346221309940</id><published>2012-02-03T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T15:35:51.895-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-02-03T15:35:51.895-05:00</app:edited><title>dried apples</title><summary>Ahoy!
Yeah. I don't know. Don't worry, I'm not about to get all nautical on you - though I am a sucker for those French sailor shirts. And I like those rope bracelets too.
Anyhow, I just took a look at my reader and read about the giveaway at Jen's blog and then I clicked on my stats seeing as how Jen mentioned me in her post and...AHOY! Hello, Jen readers!
I'll now bask in my afternoon of fame.
</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/2209274346221309940/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=2209274346221309940&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/2209274346221309940?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/2209274346221309940?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/02/dried-apples.html" title="dried apples" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/8IZKE2Hd6Ck/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QFR30-eyp7ImA9WhRbEEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-4945368034665696293</id><published>2012-01-31T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T20:21:56.353-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-31T20:21:56.353-05:00</app:edited><title>that was then, this is now</title><summary>Dear friends,
It's Tuesday already and I haven't said a word about my trip (sigh). Last night, K looked up from his laptop where he had clicked on to say la vee and then looked at me and said: waiting.
Shall I do a recap?
Happily.
With my incredibly inexpensive plane ticket, I sauntered off to the airport, hopped aboard the plane I take twice a year, hooked up my headphones and read Esquire </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/4945368034665696293/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=4945368034665696293&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4945368034665696293?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4945368034665696293?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/that-was-then-this-is-now.html" title="that was then, this is now" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBSHs-eSp7ImA9WhRUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-1202207730181972915</id><published>2012-01-27T16:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T16:55:59.551-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-27T16:55:59.551-05:00</app:edited><title>the cat's away</title><summary>I'm in Chicago.
Do you know what that means?
It means the Bird Boys will be eating all of the things I don't care for.
Case in point:


 






 Youngest caresses a rather large salmon.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/1202207730181972915/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=1202207730181972915&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/1202207730181972915?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/1202207730181972915?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/cats-away.html" title="the cat's away" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUCR386fCp7ImA9WhRUFUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-5398305804239962305</id><published>2012-01-26T12:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T12:17:46.114-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-26T12:17:46.114-05:00</app:edited><title>it had to happen</title><summary /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/5398305804239962305/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=5398305804239962305&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5398305804239962305?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5398305804239962305?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-had-to-happen.html" title="it had to happen" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/f-x8t0JOnVw/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQNRXk5fyp7ImA9WhRUFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-5680848183076706103</id><published>2012-01-25T16:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:19:54.727-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-25T16:19:54.727-05:00</app:edited><title /><summary>Okay, okay...maybe you don't want to watch two hours of sweded Star Wars.
That's fine.

What else is going on? Well, that bacon cooked in bacon with bacon was pretty damned good, I'll tell you. I could only eat a tiny corner of it (VERY rich) but it was just fine.

I am so looking forward to running away this weekend.


My breakfast:




a French roll with butter. With butter so good one </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/5680848183076706103/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=5680848183076706103&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5680848183076706103?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5680848183076706103?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/okay-okay.html" title="" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUAMQH0yeSp7ImA9WhRUFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-4491239917666216705</id><published>2012-01-24T20:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:16:21.391-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T21:16:21.391-05:00</app:edited><title>Star Wars Uncut, Director's Cut</title><summary>

It is two hours, three minutes, and fifty three seconds long. It is 473 fifteen second clips.
We are proud to have had our four clips chosen for the final cut.

The sheer variety of storytelling modes showcased in Pugh's cut-rate epic is a show in itself. Star Wars Uncut includes countless examples of live-action "drama" (scare quotes mine), some of it staged on elaborately decorated sets, the </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/4491239917666216705/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=4491239917666216705&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4491239917666216705?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4491239917666216705?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/star-wars-uncut-directors-cut.html" title="Star Wars Uncut, Director's Cut" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/7ezeYJUz-84/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IGSXoyeSp7ImA9WhRUFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-7941755468312562342</id><published>2012-01-24T06:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T06:45:28.491-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-24T06:45:28.491-05:00</app:edited><title>it has been pointed out to me -</title><summary>...that the bacon chills in the hot fat in which it was cooked then is removed from the fat and thrown in a hot skillet to sear the outside. THEN you can eat it.
That's how confit works.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/7941755468312562342/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=7941755468312562342&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7941755468312562342?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7941755468312562342?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-has-been-pointed-out-to-me.html" title="it has been pointed out to me -" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QMRX05cSp7ImA9WhRUE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-229901759329232113</id><published>2012-01-23T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:36:24.329-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T19:36:24.329-05:00</app:edited><title>it's bacon, cooking in bacon fat</title><summary>The team the boys have been traveling with (Orlando before Christmas, Minnesota last week) are chow-hounds. I wouldn't exactly call these guys foodies - it's more that they enjoy big food, food on a grand scale, king-sized food.
At the same time, you may remember, we gave K a smoker for Christmas. So, he's been busy practicing with pork and we've been the beneficiaries of ribs and homemade bacon </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/229901759329232113/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=229901759329232113&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/229901759329232113?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/229901759329232113?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-bacon-cooking-in-bacon-fat.html" title="it's bacon, cooking in bacon fat" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEDRnk8eCp7ImA9WhRUE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-7941983840319938983</id><published>2012-01-23T07:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:51:17.770-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-23T08:51:17.770-05:00</app:edited><title /><summary>


Via Veuve.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/7941983840319938983/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=7941983840319938983&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7941983840319938983?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/7941983840319938983?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/via-veuve.html" title="" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/44oEpvch4AQ/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AGRXg8fip7ImA9WhRUEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-579558981320962094</id><published>2012-01-21T21:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T21:35:24.676-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-21T21:35:24.676-05:00</app:edited><title>from our friend, Scot</title><summary /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/579558981320962094/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=579558981320962094&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/579558981320962094?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/579558981320962094?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/from-our-friend-scot.html" title="from our friend, Scot" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/1IzpM1qBLio/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkMNSX8-eSp7ImA9WhRUEUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-5753392782442800937</id><published>2012-01-21T14:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T16:14:58.151-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-21T16:14:58.151-05:00</app:edited><title>weekend update</title><summary>Middle and K are on their way home from a trip to Minnesota. It was cold.
We've got a few inches of snow, I am happy to report. I was hoping for snow.
I ran out this morning and got some fresh bread and a couple of wedges of cheese for our late dinner.
I also bought some cranberry, hazelnut raisin bread...




and since my sweetheart wasn't here to bring me coffee in bed, I had some for breakfast</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/5753392782442800937/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=5753392782442800937&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5753392782442800937?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5753392782442800937?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-update.html" title="weekend update" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkABRXk6cCp7ImA9WhRUEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-4586295145122545478</id><published>2012-01-19T14:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:19:14.718-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-19T14:19:14.718-05:00</app:edited><title>random interesting internet linkage</title><summary>Some familiar faces at Prada...and, to whoever tried to convince me, last week, that Gary Oldman is hot, you may be right!

I like looking at the people at museums nearly as much as I like looking at the exhibits.

The end of an era? I broke the Star Wars Burger King glass. Thank heavens for ebay.

I saw a commercial for a new asthma medication which led me to this site. What's with the monkey?!
</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/4586295145122545478/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=4586295145122545478&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4586295145122545478?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4586295145122545478?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/random-interesting-internet-linkage.html" title="random interesting internet linkage" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/yRvJylbSg7o/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0MFQX88cCp7ImA9WhRVF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-5270649976604638765</id><published>2012-01-16T08:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:43:30.178-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T08:43:30.178-05:00</app:edited><title>Monday</title><summary>I'm off work today but I'm busy.
K is actually, now, working on two jobs: one for which he is traveling on Wednesday and another for which he was hired over the weekend.
It is highly unusual for him to do two gigs at the same time but the second one was with a former colleague who, by Sunday, was desperate to find someone to help with a small but important project.
We were in Target (oh, yes, we </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/5270649976604638765/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=5270649976604638765&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5270649976604638765?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/5270649976604638765?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/monday.html" title="Monday" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcCRHk8eCp7ImA9WhRVFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-8981011496614898703</id><published>2012-01-14T09:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T09:07:45.770-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-14T09:07:45.770-05:00</app:edited><title>the future</title><summary>So, that, below, is the second movie I really want to see "in the future."
Wes Anderson! Roman Coppola! I luff it.
Bill Murray looks wonderful, and Tilda...well, I have a huge girl-crush on her.

What's going on?
Plenty.
Twenty dollar bills flying through the air, can you believe it?

So, I'm supposed to be making a list of my accomplishments and write about my goals for the year at work, as part</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/8981011496614898703/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=8981011496614898703&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/8981011496614898703?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/8981011496614898703?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/future.html" title="the future" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oCAfLvq2B3I/TxGLwo9GnlI/AAAAAAAAAaE/3zHlfUKOJZ4/s72-c/subway.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MBQHk4eSp7ImA9WhRVFU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-3043597795017808264</id><published>2012-01-13T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T20:44:11.731-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T20:44:11.731-05:00</app:edited><title /><summary>Still a little crazy. Watch this one too...


 

</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/3043597795017808264/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=3043597795017808264&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/3043597795017808264?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/3043597795017808264?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-little-crazy.html" title="" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/eP0QJ_Ba1Bs/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4FR3w8eyp7ImA9WhRVFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-3068256185749642191</id><published>2012-01-13T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T11:58:36.273-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-13T11:58:36.273-05:00</app:edited><title /><summary>



Here.
Have a look at this!
I'm swamped but will be in touch later (I am famous for emailing this at work...will be in touch shortly...)</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/3068256185749642191/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=3068256185749642191&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/3068256185749642191?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/3068256185749642191?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/here.html" title="" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IERnk6cCp7ImA9WhRVE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-8254086687546185033</id><published>2012-01-11T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:31:47.718-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-11T21:31:47.718-05:00</app:edited><title>ten things you should know</title><summary>1. Wine on weekends (only) is my mantra for the moment.

2. I brought my new iPad to a meeting today for the first time and forgot that it plays a long and complicated tune when it receives email.

3. Those new boots are undeniably warm. It isn't cold enough to wear them.

4. I ordered a pair of leggings with a control-top panel thinking who could it hurt. Me. It could hurt me. back they go.

5. </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/8254086687546185033/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=8254086687546185033&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/8254086687546185033?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/8254086687546185033?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/ten-things-you-should-know.html" title="ten things you should know" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QNRHY5eyp7ImA9WhRVEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8660632.post-4952885319325147489</id><published>2012-01-10T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T12:09:55.823-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-10T12:09:55.823-05:00</app:edited><title>screen shots and Jenna's "picks"</title><summary>JCrew sends me emails, Anthro sends me emails, I might unsubscribe from the Gap emails. I don't think I've bought anything from the Gap in years, have I? (But you might do well to, it's always 30% off, it seems.)
Today, I've been treated to Jenna's picks at JCrew.
 
And, while I'm not feeling the brightly colored denim (don't be so shocked) I have a mild interest in the bracelets (my wrist is too</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/feeds/4952885319325147489/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8660632&amp;postID=4952885319325147489&amp;isPopup=true" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4952885319325147489?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8660632/posts/default/4952885319325147489?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://blackbird17.blogspot.com/2012/01/screen-shots-and-jennas-picks.html" title="screen shots and Jenna's &quot;picks&quot;" /><author><name>blackbird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05474831322702380602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="19" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JcPZ8EAtgOE/S-bf_Wvi6nI/AAAAAAAAANs/W7NgMsuTz4o/S220/Screen+shot+2010-05-09+at+12.16.36+PM.png" /></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>

