<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520</id><updated>2024-08-28T20:21:39.635-04:00</updated><category term="important stuff"/><category term="memories"/><category term="faith"/><category term="the right word"/><category term="cookies"/><category term="fun with kids"/><category term="procrastinating"/><category term="Saturdays"/><category term="baking"/><category term="Sabbath"/><category term="mornings"/><category term="vacation"/><category term="Christmas"/><category term="Mondays"/><category term="Monty Python"/><category term="beginnings"/><category term="blogging"/><category term="friends"/><category term="house"/><category term="joy"/><category term="socks"/><category term="technology"/><category term="writers&#39; block"/><category term="Claudette"/><category term="babies"/><category term="coffee"/><category term="completely random]"/><category term="fall"/><category term="gallery"/><category term="hope"/><category term="news"/><category term="peace"/><category term="soup"/><category term="wonder"/><title type='text'>Shiny Things</title><subtitle type='html'>Wrandom eruptions from my noisy head</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>312</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-7527657092941701449</id><published>2019-10-13T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-02-15T18:13:47.524-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Up My Brand New Life</title><summary type="text">
Well, I did it.

I.
Did.
It.

I just wrapped up Week #2 of My Brand New Life and am still pinching myself every single day.

What is this life, you ask? Well ... just like my first 53 years, I&#39;m figuring it out as I go but instead of just imagining and totally seat-of-pants-ing, I&#39;ve made the first real step toward intentionally designing the life I want to live for the next 53 years. More or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/7527657092941701449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2019/10/baking-up-my-brand-new-life.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7527657092941701449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7527657092941701449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2019/10/baking-up-my-brand-new-life.html' title='Baking Up My Brand New Life'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Edp7VbqbHwFR82V2JqOCkwhEvlNg__g2Y2JFIJ20MsN_qvcwiNtMEaeA5s1KOtWYYXSeuYHZmsaRqTW7-2-aVQL0aGJ-6kCWwdcQ-ybVubIK3-KS6f3nK5zBMvCJ6Urvu8l50ET-813n/s72-c/IMG_8277.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-259374631340170516</id><published>2016-11-12T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2019-10-13T09:50:14.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sound bites, safety pins and silver linings</title><summary type="text">What a week this has been.

From the dark night of 11/9 (the entire day, that is), to the dismal, nearly debilitating, disgust, despair and despondency of the next day, to all of the other &quot;D words&quot; and stages of grief those of us of like mind and heart have been working through the past few days ...

Some of us talk in hushed voices - in offices and hallways and on street corners. In coffee </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/259374631340170516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2016/11/sound-bites-safety-pins-and-silver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/259374631340170516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/259374631340170516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2016/11/sound-bites-safety-pins-and-silver.html' title='Sound bites, safety pins and silver linings'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvt8IV_Q9Nllpv8xfkujjnj3zyfWyVIKD5Doaj7RyHsZs2aD-uHU9_uEA4DPwGb6CARrytUqZmUTBmoF65uEopFWTLS5kx1hJkYCIBRyw1FNC62su-1dm-oJGIUhhyphenhyphenyfzCF2-F2l9CbFtI/s72-c/safetypin.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-7956369570213852527</id><published>2016-06-20T20:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2016-06-20T21:04:01.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was (not) a dark and stormy night</title><summary type="text">


My 2010 Pontiac Vibe
(at towing lot)
showing main points of impact

It was a dark and stormy night ...

No, that&#39;s not right. It was, in fact, a sunny, clear, gorgeous summer evening. A Monday, which meant rowing night. And on my way from work to rowing, I got in a car accident. The kind that gives you shivers when you imagine it happening. And miraculously, the kind that included me emerging </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/7956369570213852527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2016/06/it-was-not-dark-and-stormy-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7956369570213852527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7956369570213852527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2016/06/it-was-not-dark-and-stormy-night.html' title='It was (not) a dark and stormy night'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3hfmVT5wGYYKvPjuN2-bdbFu9qjZ-lMS7v0Zn0586IaXb8SZTLjKVENq9Th7-FiEPBug13o71hGDQxXyR1dOapdi_V7tl2VYPuemSTw234OFy2RyP7ovYIVEULcqPr6oXpG0KBkn99Ok/s72-c/DriverFront.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-2083529455417942221</id><published>2016-06-01T22:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2016-06-01T23:08:29.611-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phun with werdz</title><summary type="text">

Best. Birthday cake. Ever.

I promised a friend I would join her in blogging every day in June. Yikes. It has officially been more than two years since I have posted a few words in this here space.

My brain is a bit frazzled so I do not have many things to say. Now. At this moment. So I will share a few of my most recent word nerd thoughts. (Like: Why not werd nerd? Why is word not pronounced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/2083529455417942221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2016/06/fun-with-werdz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2083529455417942221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2083529455417942221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2016/06/fun-with-werdz.html' title='Phun with werdz'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoDLJjT3M5FCBFW4ojGNtns74vT87FqW9YeJpYN5LCRoquN6zHvzzfQuJ9fT4DSfhP3to-f7KtDZTkZ-yPrVS6s3TQmph70wYj1GHUY6zyDKaOy_ZZBkf0Zt639h2VsXXYbP_zUy9fSCGU/s72-c/50isonly14.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-1860766953947033204</id><published>2014-04-12T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2014-04-12T23:22:26.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Of mermaids and goats and geriatric cats</title><summary type="text">

MerLois of the sea.&amp;nbsp;

Recent happenings have had me thinking about life. How it&#39;s a blend of raucously good and happy times. And unremarkable, mundane bits. Sweet and silly moments. Curious bits. And sad parts.

Last weekend was filled with the happy, fun sorts of things. On Friday I went to my first book club gathering (at which we discussed The Happiness Project) and had a delightful </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/1860766953947033204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2014/04/of-mermaids-and-goats-and-geriatric-cats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/1860766953947033204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/1860766953947033204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2014/04/of-mermaids-and-goats-and-geriatric-cats.html' title='Of mermaids and goats and geriatric cats'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaXBtqSeGD0KjCqOJL21eee83C-kZepXkJtKgFW7B57PmWa9zYyy4C1G5VVgo3ePqYpUiYt3PErHfBeuelQxHt3vk2tB-Pr4JqFnV-Zsy0JNv9EXObA88kLZiw3wcYqXHNTpSgpEyPYb-n/s72-c/merlois.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-8423416384665266749</id><published>2014-04-08T23:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2014-04-08T23:35:40.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew. Sure is dusty up in here.</title><summary type="text">It&#39;s been such a long time since I&#39;ve posted that I don&#39;t know where to start. It&#39;s not that I&#39;ve had nothing to write about over the past 15+ months ... I just haven&#39;t taken the time to sit down and let the words flow out of my brain onto the keyboard. Here.

But I&#39;d better start letting some of it out. 

I must warn you. It will likely not be in an orderly fashion. But so many sweet, happy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/8423416384665266749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2014/04/phew-sure-is-dusty-up-in-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/8423416384665266749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/8423416384665266749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2014/04/phew-sure-is-dusty-up-in-here.html' title='Phew. Sure is dusty up in here.'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy03SkeME2KRJl8JX5v9VzzjEtxKVCeogniluCSPbUkyNCmRonatl0yMo7B9zekAXnh3NO4RKqFgwdVLpGsPlDupf3IWlgzQPMHA8XXqoMnTnx-wo1jH589TZyeOW4whUh53r5bTqyelyh/s72-c/poem2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-342177795243977493</id><published>2012-12-29T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-12-29T11:34:11.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I shoulda taken a picture</title><summary type="text">






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Wonderful, whimsical and a wee bit wacky --hand-torched beads from Fire Goddess&amp;nbsp;Bead Studio.

I may not have written all 31 days this month, but I did write 31 posts. Technically. Since I created two new pages up there - for the Nicaragua journal and FOOD. Right up there at the top. Did you notice? Does that count?

This month did not go quite as planned - blog-wise and otherwise. I still </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/3365417696851056462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/thirtyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/3365417696851056462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/3365417696851056462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/thirtyone.html' title='thirtyONE'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9q4ztW5Ga17_MgKoPlO8593EuWblwKwxwAXoT9M8Y3K2repuDDmaxnBP9Ep7f_zOrpXD6pAkcZf6kRhmhfUzDIP41j_9TZZi7FJfrKelJza8FzqtBzabZzbirsdLqePvkaG1vZc1VFIIh/s72-c/firegoddess.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-4252633004434252020</id><published>2012-07-30T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-30T23:57:23.012-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It&#39;s just a flesh wound</title><summary type="text">

You can get your own Black Knight action figureat thinkgeek.com

It&#39;s all Deb&#39;s fault. After reading her post tonight, I spent the last 45 minutes watching Monty Python clips on YouTube.

The Black Knight is one of my favorite segments in Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I remember when Lizz (then still Lizzie around age 9 or so) had not quite graduated from cartoon movies ... and I convinced </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/4252633004434252020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/its-just-flesh-wound.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/4252633004434252020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/4252633004434252020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/its-just-flesh-wound.html' title='It&#39;s just a flesh wound'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPIHv1wA9U9uZTRuvyHffQQ_p2Sn4B_i47JdM_LsCpl_HgaGlM-gCcFECbK0ncuoX103M1XWsXHuVkkK4fHyC7hSV6NikzTwWEZngTvS5RIbxz_kgzGAQxNm3p1TjSiBSIxuIoEfsKHaF/s72-c/black_knight.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-5062430753824143557</id><published>2012-07-29T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-30T23:10:35.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensalada de repollo</title><summary type="text">

This is a salad we enjoyed several of the evenings we ate dinner at La Quinta Havilah in Nicaragua. And no, &quot;repollo&quot; does not mean recycled chicken. It&#39;s cabbage! Who knew?! I loved that it was such a simple, crisp and refreshing counterpoint to the ubiquitous (but differently prepared) chicken and savory beans that comprised most of our dinners - and it even went well with macaroni and cheese</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/5062430753824143557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/ensalada-de-repollo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/5062430753824143557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/5062430753824143557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/ensalada-de-repollo.html' title='Ensalada de repollo'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgF5JRv7m56TjwhTEimnmSU9EAxLlSnhD6B0Wx7X6hzOLiYHayDmmyezjiJv6VHS-h2CEbHCbu2v_eFdlKxrHLDgeag1fm7ONgv26uK3mUcnFTk-gfdi_JjKQO6FYC4B2Q5Udri0rRUQMsK/s72-c/blogger-image--1652660809.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-7883909542706589374</id><published>2012-07-29T11:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-29T11:19:38.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oceans of prayers</title><summary type="text">


Yesterday morning I decided I needed to knit a prayer shawl. I was going to try to purchase something of that nature (wanted to send a loving hug to someone dear who lives far away) and then started reading up on prayer shawl ministries and learned about the significance of actually knitting or crocheting it oneself.&amp;nbsp;The point is to pray for the individual who will receive the shawl as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/7883909542706589374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/oceans-of-prayers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7883909542706589374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7883909542706589374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/oceans-of-prayers.html' title='Oceans of prayers'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWLeD5qQypaxLrEbWY7CtiQifauUCvq4xhItagYs9aqJp7JLDpJdMjMNE2RE8BB2zOA5khq8N-DbWyRk9aTEJgGvriVBMxgwb7hVwgzNi_okGJDAiXmz86PQErOxc-tdPVQQGSr1bC5erR/s72-c/blogger-image--311716378.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-2953389258876859827</id><published>2012-07-27T22:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-27T22:33:43.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Triage</title><summary type="text">



The certified arborist told me this Colorado Spruce was acting likea big baby. Outgrown its space. Trimming would have beenalmost as much as removing it and would only delay theinevitable.



Get it? TREEage?&amp;nbsp;



Even before this thing with the trees happened a couple of weeks ago, that&#39;s been my strategy for managing stuff. Like on M*A*S*H (I loved that show - was in love with Hawkeye </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/2953389258876859827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/triage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2953389258876859827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2953389258876859827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/triage.html' title='Triage'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNxjGZK1GkDS7DQfmUlp41v1Bzhd0CVYG4eGuitiNLqjdwWZlfhKjHTOsL8hDIcHgk3UGEWhVyFmcBThShDQEcrnbf_bS8A-3HTvHqqFtPROMm-c1-RTY-3p-8VGxNsa-N8hs0jYiWFjoX/s72-c/blogger-image--1844549823.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-8856041327378979774</id><published>2012-07-26T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-26T22:53:04.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new page</title><summary type="text">I just learned a new skill! Created a separate page on Shiny Things! See - it&#39;s right up there underneath the Shiny Things header: Nicaragua Journal. All of my Nicaragua posts are gathered there. Oh my. That is just too spiffy.

Well, I think that is all the excitement I can handle for today. I&#39;m very sleepy and the tree man is coming tomorrow to significantly change the landscape over here. I&#39;ll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/8856041327378979774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-new-page.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/8856041327378979774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/8856041327378979774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-new-page.html' title='A new page'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-7174985011332599652</id><published>2012-07-25T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-25T22:49:05.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you go ¿qué?</title><summary type="text">


This whimsical little figure riding on a tiny origami - what is that? - &amp;nbsp;and clinging to a palm tree was on a little shelf in the courtyard of the café where we lunched in Granada our last full day in Nicaragua.



Phew.&amp;nbsp;



He amused me. He still does. I think he&#39;s smiling at someone over his left shoulder there. Funny because he must have an awful wedgie.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/7174985011332599652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/things-that-make-you-go-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7174985011332599652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7174985011332599652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/things-that-make-you-go-que.html' title='Things that make you go ¿qué?'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6zQ3OYoT549WK2d4NO4EptE9Y9Df7CsvOPYP3WGsGXMoTSDbKaQjp1FQOWOck1bplBPtgQw5FScpk7iro59jTtwVjNWB7eFtsNEa_KMFY8L6YKxdSzU-B9yvke6irAFIcQHUOu9bfcNTZ/s72-c/DSC00502.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-445840029386216227</id><published>2012-07-25T07:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-25T22:27:17.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>El pelota ... BOOM!</title><summary type="text">Each day, on our way to the school in La Chureca, we stopped to get ice. One day, we stopped at a convenience store with this lovely tile design in front.










Jordan - just before giving his hat to Tito outside the school.


I jumped out of the van to take a photo and then went in with a couple of others to look around. It wasn&#39;t our usual ice stop. The first thing I noticed was a bin with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/445840029386216227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/el-pelota-boom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/445840029386216227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/445840029386216227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/el-pelota-boom.html' title='El pelota ... BOOM!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLINBTOZk_xM0oIFAXZndm9hm8SsGZingdoUCkTcjgPZdfNPOOS6WxbZuj3Qad8Z1BqVC5oYHFyoQczwZc09xzmfurAqhyphenhyphen_K-SDyOGgG18nXfwzneoA_43ZnMO6xno-xlkRvPEMXoVgyKE/s72-c/DSC00411.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-7113198395604652747</id><published>2012-07-21T23:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-22T09:47:14.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Putt. Putt. Pfftt.</title><summary type="text">Two boys, full of energy. Two rounds of putt putt. One pizza. Three ice cream cones. A dip in the pool. Two snacks  A few rounds of catch in the yard. Two baths. Two more snacks. Stories and prayers and back scratching and finally... two sleepy boys. An infinity of priceless moments.&amp;nbsp;One pooped aunty.




</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/7113198395604652747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/putt-putt-pfftt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7113198395604652747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/7113198395604652747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/putt-putt-pfftt.html' title='Putt. Putt. Pfftt.'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNPao93bifRiDN6-tQrYrMASPKI6a-HMhCPAzqViQ2MINbJMdThpkwCf9UjiA08RZ_HJZG_RWOoZAS0uBZSzaHLYxU9BB5xKfFFwIdPYVqZ7L57YciNPI9QMA_LDyrRZSK9sdxdqfQkQpq/s72-c/blogger-image--127179950.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-3780460026428570113</id><published>2012-07-20T22:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-20T22:16:17.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>who needs punctuation</title><summary type="text">left work at 7 on a sunshiny Friday in time to enjoy a few minutes catching up with my daughter on the drive home before putting on some hot pink nail polish and going for peppermint ice cream with my big sister and molly pants in silly glasses and settling in with a glass of chilled wine and a furry purry cat and a book in my pjs because i dont have to go back to work for another 58 ish hours </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/3780460026428570113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/who-needs-punctuation.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/3780460026428570113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/3780460026428570113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/who-needs-punctuation.html' title='who needs punctuation'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvvx-LqZmXG8bycIyGGZ-4lOocTkp2TUAhuXKiBT_iTmzUqkiz-r1X545NuFMJzeyn9TPahIos4wwPBMFXUg9iRE1IT9GD0CfiDAfNfEYoHw4YGK0kY9poXn27f3uO0E9Fr-RoADVJlalQ/s72-c/enhanced-buzz-18204-1319658619-0.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-3717204654545413908</id><published>2012-07-19T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-19T22:38:46.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you lemons...</title><summary type="text">

Lemons from Kelly&#39;s lemon tree all the way in California. A refreshing treat!




I&#39;ve been having those I&#39;m-not-really-a-writer thoughts a lot lately. Those &quot;wouldn&#39;t it be nice to be outside trimming trees instead of sitting at this desk&quot; thoughts. Of course that could be because of all of the tree people I met with yesterday. The first one I met with is a certified arborist. He seemed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/3717204654545413908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/3717204654545413908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/3717204654545413908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/when-life-gives-you-lemons.html' title='When life gives you lemons...'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglfz8GCwx5SmqEEmeUiQQyk_o4T40TO1ZX3IWRY_phv4kRg6NAs4nsJu-ntgJg7fpB7rPPUtYMOIpI5pU8BpP0LMao5cVs1rgivX2rVuR89iT0o4ck3N5PdlGyxGewB2qvPx_ePYabdt82/s72-c/blogger-image--1203393015.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-674896492040930497</id><published>2012-07-18T22:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-18T22:36:56.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Junio</title><summary type="text">




9 Junio (June 9). 5:30 a.m. My last full day in Nicaragua. I awoke to the er er&amp;nbsp;ér er of the roosters. After lying there for a few moments, I pulled on my shorts, brushed my teeth and headed up to the third floor. Even though I awakened most days around the same time, I had made it up here only&amp;nbsp;few early mornings during my 10 days. It was a much-coveted and sacred space - for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/674896492040930497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/9-junio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/674896492040930497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/674896492040930497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/9-junio.html' title='9 Junio'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd-m3G7C3TI1rst1sFxOqgTJPQpl-mjD5EBMTBoTD-BLfaqIHgyrfbkz7g0f-5utnCv80AmCauEHESbqOyhFyOZAPLRG-Y6dCO72o-MVEH0Mr2AwgS4al97fvW1vsTcwqU_BAqszPi44R9/s72-c/DSC00276.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-2735632408837847441</id><published>2012-07-18T08:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-18T08:43:25.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tree People</title><summary type="text">

I&#39;m meeting with tree people this morning. No, not that kind.&amp;nbsp;




Tree man on Las Ramblas, Barcelona 2005.




Not this kind, either.




Tree lady in&amp;nbsp;Parc Güell, Barcelona 2005.




The kind that remove trees that have fallen on houses. I wish they were one of these other kinds, though. That would be cool. And less expensive.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/2735632408837847441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/tree-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2735632408837847441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2735632408837847441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/tree-people.html' title='Tree People'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVifhyphenhyphenzBQFeOKTWnJD1uaYQDOUaNg1G73nyre_m7HmW6U_PwvMgqdz5YaLy6y1ij_bq4DqXfppnqyuQ26f3Tn_-gs6_EHpf4XDApu2BQboESOYJM5sNhCK-y5j45ZVhillY63HmEnvVvB7/s72-c/IMG_0049.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-1963440230384773278</id><published>2012-07-16T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-16T22:53:16.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bountiful harvest</title><summary type="text">The haul from Saturday&#39;s trip to the market was pretty awesome: cabbage, wax beans, tomatoes, blueberries, strawberries, cukes, corn, blackberries, basil and peaches. The peaches were from Georgia ... and I normally stick to locally grown at the market ... but these were the perfect ripeness at The Potato Man&#39;s stand. I didn&#39;t need potatoes or onions, which he also sells. Plus melons and other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/1963440230384773278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/bountiful-harvest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/1963440230384773278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/1963440230384773278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/bountiful-harvest.html' title='Bountiful harvest'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4k6OAWM21WXYJBC8Ery-_fvCFYwixGJSomEpkHoShfEBmzlv7BS7tAVd2LZE57AX6hr3t__5nrXFsVAKNULOAqp6Fz6gkWE3tNuW5Tlau4k4uzL2X2PtjArIo4gPjQ2wOc8TQbSFTB7zA/s72-c/blogger-image-335632222.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-5642682225855179120</id><published>2012-07-15T23:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-15T23:59:01.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ergonomique</title><summary type="text">I worked on painting the back of the garage today. My neighbor came out and commented that it was nice that Walter  had installed that coffee mug holder for my convenience. 






It&#39;s also kind of awesome for holding my paint can at just the right height.



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/5642682225855179120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/ergonomique.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/5642682225855179120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/5642682225855179120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/ergonomique.html' title='Ergonomique'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrjd04vlJPTeIaFX2D3RwMLfo38Hvwpj5xbSYIlC7WS8pjF-pv5p1943pYhx3eQRNTFvSMluRZQqlIDIfII_cgHi9hZxXjnjB9G5ohptA4VoSRRAtfiaMTLhM2W69o_mLWCiDcsUhZX5I-/s72-c/blogger-image-37934143.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-2985965989785272958</id><published>2012-07-14T23:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-14T23:26:29.765-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little tarts</title><summary type="text">




I made these strawberry rhubarb tartlets on July 4 as part of my contribution to the gourmet picnic I had with Deb and Al on Ojibway Island before watching the fireworks. I followed - mostly - the recipe I found on bites out of life, a truly delightful blog I happened upon that morning.&amp;nbsp;



I decided to bake mine two ways - half of the batch with the &quot;free form&quot; method and half on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/2985965989785272958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/little-tarts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2985965989785272958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/2985965989785272958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/little-tarts.html' title='Little tarts'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHl7_CVRnU9wBwMk0eD7dKHFqJEiiOeMWn_ODuRBPgLLLE4PWE1IQhI93nAeMKrw9Srjxux3v_zvRtIxx1lfLIUCIbCR2hYYQEc-Lu6kqgnmeKHNCD7PEMW0kbZiMgZQq127RtKaTIATEp/s72-c/blogger-image--2049011735.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-6928074210688812043</id><published>2012-07-13T23:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-13T23:14:01.557-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping out</title><summary type="text">One of my co-worker writer friends took her kids to camp earlier this week. On Tuesday I think, she sent them each a postcard - each from a different vacation destination: NYC, San Francisco and London. (She had also mailed out &quot;normal&quot; letters to them the day before.). &quot;Dad and I got a deal we couldn&#39;t pass up on a flight to _________,&quot; she said - a slightly different message to each kid. She </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/6928074210688812043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/camping-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/6928074210688812043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/6928074210688812043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/camping-out.html' title='Camping out'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXvZa6W_LMGRTBUguANfbEauZaEJ75uqzDQaUqijoT4awDT-LUK1VLc3xwiYsFaMxFk87SB1IvK-WIKITO_5bbY5tr57je6BZew8YSvrXkVh2FbncIhw0c7Yc3yYGajLqMfOtiGAhfm_Y7/s72-c/blogger-image-2043365115.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3634953085136304520.post-1976126784456323394</id><published>2012-07-12T22:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-07-12T22:42:56.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Limb-OH!</title><summary type="text">(Doh!)

I meant to write my post over here tonight and I forgot to change the settings back on phone after yesterday&#39;s post. So today&#39;s entry is over on Tuna on Wheatley again. Oops!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/feeds/1976126784456323394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/limb-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/1976126784456323394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3634953085136304520/posts/default/1976126784456323394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://javamama42.blogspot.com/2012/07/limb-oh.html' title='Limb-OH!'/><author><name>Nancy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01125078045273736451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnL-Ybx0ijqHFY-n8R37A0yNYtYL0nsiyX9LvWrTn0uBXB_tlmgoWfZAPQaOwQVMEsZqsoeQ55iMBVfsNMIrc-y0moDaOt60uvnCO-fzU7AvOA4qceIhQ8pod3As-AEg/s113/IMG_0351.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>