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By this point, we were in a little bay all alone, just the two of us and 3 barking pugs. We put the pugs in the tent trailer, set them up on the beds so they can watch us, and went 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sgmbfcgyYdnreoKFF35oYz_i6iQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/sgmbfcgyYdnreoKFF35oYz_i6iQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/iBRSiOw_A3w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-part-2.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8EQn09fip7ImA9WhdSEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-7730238917677561027</id><published>2011-07-19T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T11:06:43.366-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-07-19T11:06:43.366-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Justin" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pugs" /><title>Camping Part 1</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/7730238917677561027/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=7730238917677561027" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/7730238917677561027?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/7730238917677561027?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/OHtJ-EX-m6I/camping-part-1.html" title="Camping Part 1" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Justin and I have a tent trailer. We bought this tent trailer for $50 about 6 years ago. Justin made that happen. There was a guy on Craigslist that needed a laptop. We had just been given a laptop through a friend because the screen did not work. Justin was able to have it fixed for $50. So he traded the laptop for the tent trailer. It's a decent tent trailer. It is from the 1970s and it shows. 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WiJdeFjVBjcw1qfFn2yj0vJFYPo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WiJdeFjVBjcw1qfFn2yj0vJFYPo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/OHtJ-EX-m6I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2011/07/camping-part-1.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEAASHY4fSp7ImA9WxBaFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-6283303001959463965</id><published>2010-03-26T10:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T11:05:49.835-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-26T11:05:49.835-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>Time to celebrate</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6283303001959463965/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=6283303001959463965" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/6283303001959463965?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/6283303001959463965?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/alaldoTxh5A/time-to-celebrate.html" title="Time to celebrate" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">It's funny. Justin and I stopped blogging around the same time last year. I couldn't think of a good reason why we both stopped until I had the urge again to blog this morning and Justin actually did blog...we are both finally feeling liberated. We are one of those couples who bought a house at the height of the market and were in an adjustable mortgage. We wanted to pay the money we owe, we 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aHxzwzxAcIcLPf9W_0LrYmNkXM4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aHxzwzxAcIcLPf9W_0LrYmNkXM4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/-PuJRW8ilxw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/05/reasons-why-i-havent-blogged-in-month.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8GQHs5cCp7ImA9WxBaFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-3988666552333759111</id><published>2009-04-29T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T06:07:01.528-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-03-26T06:07:01.528-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>The past couple of weeks</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/3988666552333759111/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=3988666552333759111" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/3988666552333759111?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/3988666552333759111?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/59t2OM8uzwQ/past-couple-of-weeks.html" title="The past couple of weeks" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_bo49KbS59vw/SfhLlb1-rmI/AAAAAAAAEks/tiRQ7ABFwxk/s72-c/DSC04185.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I haven't been posting the past couple of weeks because I just don't feel like I have much to say. I've been in a funk, not sure really why. I'm still trying to pinpoint it.  Thanks to Camille, I'm going to update my blog with pictures and explain what excitement happened over the past few weeks, thanks Cammie!First was Easter dinner at my Mom's house, the Saturday following Easter - since the 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vV8mi3ht5NEaWSZ1yYnG94P6nFs/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/vV8mi3ht5NEaWSZ1yYnG94P6nFs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/59t2OM8uzwQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/04/past-couple-of-weeks.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQMQX4-fip7ImA9WxJTE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-1387619251089841875</id><published>2009-04-21T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:19:40.056-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-21T05:19:40.056-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>Sleep, what sleep?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/1387619251089841875/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=1387619251089841875" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/1387619251089841875?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/1387619251089841875?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/ELpPbthfG08/sleep-what-sleep.html" title="Sleep, what sleep?" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Oh how I miss sleep. I've been sleeping an average of 4 hours per night. About a week and a half ago, I slept for 5 hours over 2 nights. I think I'm worried about stuff. "Stuff" meaning life in general. I wish there was a sure fire way for me to sleep through the night short of drugging myself.I'm even too tired to finish this blog...
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NgW5WuUD1Ifsv4VqZa8rGasEWu8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NgW5WuUD1Ifsv4VqZa8rGasEWu8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/ELpPbthfG08" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/04/sleep-what-sleep.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUEEQXs-fCp7ImA9WxVaFk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-2168582738930245340</id><published>2009-04-13T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T06:00:00.554-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-13T06:00:00.554-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>Dear Dad</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2168582738930245340/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=2168582738930245340" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/2168582738930245340?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/2168582738930245340?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/08uuP8rKRsg/dear-dad.html" title="Dear Dad" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">There is something on my blog that I rarely talk about: my Dad. More specifically, my Dad's suicide. I don't talk about it for several reasons, but mainly because I don't want to open up that wound. Who am I kidding? The wound that is still there. I'm sure it will always be open a little at times, maybe festering at other times, hopefully one day just a scar. But the wound is not at that point of
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r1a5F77ZTy0SAQsXgbnNTF9svEg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r1a5F77ZTy0SAQsXgbnNTF9svEg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/08uuP8rKRsg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-dad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEcCSX0-eip7ImA9WxVaFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-2423632869040505091</id><published>2009-04-11T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:34:28.352-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-11T13:34:28.352-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><title>Gifts from Dad</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2423632869040505091/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=2423632869040505091" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/2423632869040505091?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/2423632869040505091?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/NGh0ZfKqp2U/gifts-from-dad.html" title="Gifts from Dad" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_bo49KbS59vw/SeD6u25vGhI/AAAAAAAAEjw/3yufVsTdbxo/s72-c/scan0002.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><content type="html">On Monday will be the 5 year anniversary of my Dad's death. I decided to write a letter to my Dad a few weeks ago, it is set to publish on Monday. Something has happened that I need to post today, so Monday's post may seem a little out of order...but I just need to tell you all about this.There have been a few times in the past where when I have really missed my Dad or something big has happened 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZEg8W4Yrfn5QpfLzqQJeWagTPzE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZEg8W4Yrfn5QpfLzqQJeWagTPzE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/NGh0ZfKqp2U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/04/gifts-from-dad.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MGQ3c6fip7ImA9WxVaEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-8017081176925314214</id><published>2009-04-08T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T07:03:42.916-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-08T07:03:42.916-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Plinky" /><title>Plinky: 3 songs I'd put on my road-trip mix tape</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8017081176925314214/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=8017081176925314214" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/8017081176925314214?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/8017081176925314214?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/tGydsejxe_s/my-road-trip-mix-tape.html" title="Plinky: 3 songs I'd put on my road-trip mix tape" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">There are good songs and then there are great songs. Then there are the great songs that are fun to sing either in the car by yourself or on a road trip with loved ones and friends. These are the three that I would make sure that were on my Ipod road trip mix.Mary Jane's Last Dance by Tom Petty because of the "Oh my my, oh hell yes, Honey put on that party dress" This is by far the best Tom Petty
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j1ug3wgaUiUlPW5mFIkCN1tVwR0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j1ug3wgaUiUlPW5mFIkCN1tVwR0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/Mi5tDmkt_iI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/03/pierogi.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EEQXk_fip7ImA9WxVbE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-4630534369881940592</id><published>2009-03-29T06:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:00:00.746-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-29T06:00:00.746-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Plinky" /><title>The Monster at the End of This Book brings me back</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/4630534369881940592/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=4630534369881940592" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/4630534369881940592?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/4630534369881940592?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/ZcdTAQYoEfM/monster-at-end-of-this-book-brings-me_29.html" title="The Monster at the End of This Book brings me back" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_bo49KbS59vw/Sc5IDm4c08I/AAAAAAAAEg0/8gIHV_yKZVw/s72-c/619CZT7BGPL._BO2%2C204%2C203%2C200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click%2CTopRight%2C35%2C-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">  The Monster at the End of the End of this Book was my favorite children's book. I loved Monster because I remember it made me laugh a lot. I thought Gover was so funny, his limbs flailing about, asking me not to turn the next page...and me still turning it. I read that book so much that I memorized it. I remember specifically sitting on the floor next to my Dad's easy chair and reading it to 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4xK828DRfSmdf3PwI0VBdO2mudg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4xK828DRfSmdf3PwI0VBdO2mudg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/ZcdTAQYoEfM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/03/monster-at-end-of-this-book-brings-me_29.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UEQXsyeSp7ImA9WxVbEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-5360708780077882287</id><published>2009-03-28T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:00:00.591-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-28T06:00:00.591-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Plinky" /><title>My first Plinky</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5360708780077882287/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=5360708780077882287" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/5360708780077882287?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/5360708780077882287?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/prFVDUip5wI/my-first-plinky.html" title="My first Plinky" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_bo49KbS59vw/SczZce7yEgI/AAAAAAAAEgU/3qcM_UL_TV8/s72-c/00ee_013.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">This is an answer from my first Plinky. I kind of like the whole purpose of Plinky and gives everyone a kick in the pants to write something on their blog. What a great idea! The following is my answer to: What was your first job?  My first job was at the Truck Stop my parents managed. My sister and I donned our dual pony tails, short-shorts, tank tops and smiles. We sat in front of the store and
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-mbcLSMhR-6QUk48xj2BrbrgZo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/R-mbcLSMhR-6QUk48xj2BrbrgZo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/prFVDUip5wI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-first-plinky.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cCRn0zeSp7ImA9WxVbEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-5105368781217303145</id><published>2009-03-27T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:37:47.381-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-27T06:37:47.381-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>Whole house fan</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/5105368781217303145/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=5105368781217303145" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/5105368781217303145?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/5105368781217303145?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/Nv_jk6skMZk/whole-house-fan.html" title="Whole house fan" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_bo49KbS59vw/SczTxDBVjNI/AAAAAAAAEgM/w5cl31p8QIE/s72-c/DSC04144.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Justin and I bought a whole house fan sometime last summer. He explained to me that if we put in the whole house fan in the ceiling in the hallway and open up at least one window, the fan will suck in air from outside, create a breeze in the house, and bring the air up in the attic, forcing the hot air in the attic out and cooling off the entire house to whatever the outside temperature is.Our AC
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bH4v8eqUecEMtYAuMrrfbv2hgZo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bH4v8eqUecEMtYAuMrrfbv2hgZo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/Nv_jk6skMZk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/03/whole-house-fan.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkcFSH4-cSp7ImA9WxVUFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-6460064262895805630</id><published>2009-03-20T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:26:59.059-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-20T10:26:59.059-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>Kindle vs. Ken Doll</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/6460064262895805630/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=6460064262895805630" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/6460064262895805630?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/6460064262895805630?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/uYFliVqO_Gg/kindle-vs-ken-doll.html" title="Kindle vs. Ken Doll" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_bo49KbS59vw/ScPRbrctXRI/AAAAAAAAEfA/GZ0foWuhkh4/s72-c/photo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I just received this email from my Mother-in-Law...seriously funny!"So, before my Kindle2 arrived, I would talk about it. My grown kids thought that when I said Kindle, I was actually saying "Ken Doll". My daughter thought I was getting some vintage collector's item Ken Doll. No joke. So, they thought I was really going Coo-Coo, when I said I was online shopping for accessories for my "Ken Doll",
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6PyFE9hlsl1WtxKu95PsboAeeI8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6PyFE9hlsl1WtxKu95PsboAeeI8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/LSEq1Pa18x4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/03/travel-suggestion.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08EQXs4fSp7ImA9WxVVGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-2654987242941954805</id><published>2009-03-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:03:20.535-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-12T14:03:20.535-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>Ugh...the terror!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/2654987242941954805/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=2654987242941954805" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/2654987242941954805?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/2654987242941954805?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/a6dB6fWdDKI/ughthe-terror.html" title="Ugh...the terror!" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">I was catching up with an old friend from Jr. High and High School (goodness, I LOVE Facebook) and he asked me about an incident I had COMPLETELY blocked from my memory.He reminded me of the microwaved egg incident.Back Story: When I was in Jr. High, we had some hard boiled eggs in the refrigerator and I had peeled it but I wanted the chill taken off, so I decided to put it in the microwave, for 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MzBXJjaPBmz7Il90dWEgr5i5D_M/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/MzBXJjaPBmz7Il90dWEgr5i5D_M/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/a6dB6fWdDKI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/03/ughthe-terror.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08EQXw6fSp7ImA9WxVVFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-8282253248250053441</id><published>2009-03-09T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:30:00.215-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-09T05:30:00.215-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><title>Things I can't help but imagine</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8282253248250053441/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=8282253248250053441" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/8282253248250053441?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/8282253248250053441?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/N55D9PHyDtI/things-i-cant-help-but-imagine.html" title="Things I can't help but imagine" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><content type="html">Mighty Girl is a blog I read. She made this list after she took the idea from someone else, so I'm following suit.Blood coming out of the shower spoutSeeing a ghost in a mirror in the dark (much like Bloody Mary  - thanks Catholic school days)Somebody coming to kill me when I'm in our Haunted House by myselfHaving Justin to tell me to hide in the closet in the middle of the night and not come out
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GUkQERCWOWilrqJLpvrnyiSglX8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GUkQERCWOWilrqJLpvrnyiSglX8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~4/Uho_RbBbnS0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MCRnwyeyp7ImA9WxVXGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8010091637106218576.post-8972523157229725865</id><published>2009-02-17T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:31:07.293-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-17T10:31:07.293-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="yadda" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Recognized out in public</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://themerrydrizzle.blogspot.com/feeds/8972523157229725865/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8010091637106218576&amp;postID=8972523157229725865" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/8972523157229725865?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8010091637106218576/posts/default/8972523157229725865?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/aSmiu/~3/3geqvsEVle0/recognized-out-in-public.html" title="Recognized out in public" /><author><name>Melanie:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15745292198195913738</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><content type="html">Justin's family came up this weekend to ski at Mt. Rose (a hidden gem in the Reno/Tahoe area). We all went to Sushimoto's here in Fernley for dinner on Sunday night, then after that, we headed to Steve's Homemade Ice Cream (the best ice cream I've ever had) to take back to our house.That is when it happened...I was recognized. Now, a lot of people know me and Justin here in Fernley because of our
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