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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2012 17:32:11 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>CSA</category><category>on making a home</category><category>resolutions</category><category>memories</category><category>road trip</category><category>photographs</category><category>B4B</category><category>book review</category><category>Kansas Author</category><category>Dodge City</category><category>procrastinations</category><category>current doings</category><category>on writing</category><category>38x365</category><category>life with kiddos</category><category>another silly quiz</category><category>here my mind wanders</category><category>love my 4-legged kiddos</category><category>nothing in particular</category><title>Inside My Head</title><description /><link>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1104</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/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/bTIS" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/btis" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-620034409754331139</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Feb 2012 15:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-25T09:59:38.855-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">here my mind wanders</category><title>Inside My Head, I Must be Longing for a Trip to Western Kansas</title><atom:summary type="text">And yet another week gone by... this one has not felt as leisurely, however. It's been rather full... and it's not over yet. I'm taking my sharpshooting kid to a match in Holton today. I plan to make a stop in Topeka. We'll call it a bit of mother/daughter time. I'm looking forward to the road trip with one. Anytime there is an opportunity to spend time with one as apposed to three, I learn all </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/dF2l5vM1CWg/inside-my-head-i-must-be-longing-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/dF2l5vM1CWg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/inside-my-head-i-must-be-longing-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-4474490538184066663</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 01:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-19T19:35:55.426-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>I had a lighter schedule this week...</title><atom:summary type="text">That's the only explanation I can come up with. I had more time, so I did not blog or do much writing of any kind this week. I don't know why it works that way, but that seems to be the way it often goes with me. I guess leisure time just leaves my mind wandering elsewhere.

Since I've shared this far, here's the update on eating raw vegan. My cheats: I cooked two vegan meals this week. I added a</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/7KGO8HlcP9M/i-had-lighter-schedule-this-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/O7ijukNzlUg/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/7KGO8HlcP9M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-had-lighter-schedule-this-week.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-2677302122037768449</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2012 00:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-11T18:16:20.796-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>Changing the Rules or, Raw Vegan - Part II</title><atom:summary type="text">I am on Day 16 of eating raw fruits/vegetables/nuts... plus three hard-boiled eggs, one tortilla and one slice of pepper jack cheese. Oh, and one morning I have to confess I tossed my veggies into the skillet. I just had to knock the edge off of some green onions I had added to a celery/spinach/tomato salad. I've had a few days this past week where the task of chewing all that fiber was more than</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/K8bHL4-Rxwo/changing-rules-or-raw-vegan-part-ii.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/K8bHL4-Rxwo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/changing-rules-or-raw-vegan-part-ii.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-8844107033060632096</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 03:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-09T21:33:56.966-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>Thursday Thoughts and Thankfulness</title><atom:summary type="text">Posting a Wordless Wednesday entry was difficult. I really wanted to add words. I wanted to tell how we've been making an effort to capture Nancy (our big German Shepherd) during some of her best moments on camera or on video. She's such a sweet dog most of the time. Unfortunately, nobody outside of our family sees that side of her because she's got her issues. She's an enormous, gentle girl, who</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/7K77Pm1AvDU/thursday-thoughts-and-thankfulness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/7K77Pm1AvDU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/thursday-thoughts-and-thankfulness.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-2810804089341093202</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 02:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-08T20:54:46.283-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photographs</category><title>Wordless Wednesday</title><atom:summary type="text">

</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/ACJAsIEJpYM/wordless-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nfo8hdXqwbk/TzM1W6tR55I/AAAAAAAACoI/XLtHvAS1aRc/s72-c/002.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/ACJAsIEJpYM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/wordless-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-4637565123566506102</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 02:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-07T20:02:55.073-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">memories</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">photographs</category><title>Timeless Tuesday: Grandma Skaggs</title><atom:summary type="text">





Grandma with my cousin Chantell.




My brother Barry, my sister Diane, Me, and Grandma Skaggs.





I was
just reviewing old Timeless Tuesday entries and I was thinking about why I
started these in the first place. Once we were visiting western Kansas, my
sister and I with the kids, and we were on a little family road trip. Big Sis
and I were just yacking away as we often do, and I heard </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/Qv8Foonq4Ps/timeless-tuesday-grandma-skaggs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n7n9iFMQ8g/TzHWrQRRGzI/AAAAAAAACnw/CFyobXJkdGs/s72-c/044.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/Qv8Foonq4Ps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/timeless-tuesday-grandma-skaggs.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-3567128814812741888</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 01:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-06T17:31:41.742-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas Author</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book review</category><title>Sunday Book Review: Making It Home</title><atom:summary type="text">




Making
It Home: My year as a middle-aged runaway, by Liz Moore



I’m not even sure how to begin to say just how much I
enjoyed this book. Let’s call it an adventure story for women approaching
middle age. It’s a book about that thing we’ve often imagined ourselves doing.
At least, I have always loved the idea of living elsewhere, getting to know new
places and people by becoming a part of </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/vYeB8_RyKCE/sunday-book-review-making-it-home.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/vYeB8_RyKCE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/sunday-book-review-making-it-home.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-6263390880178142717</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 03:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-04T21:33:14.879-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>Dreaming of a Bacon Cheeseburger</title><atom:summary type="text">

I'm not a dieting kind of girl. I've never seen any sense in
trying to eat any way other than the way I normally eat. If there is a goal
that my normal eating gets in the way of, or if the results of my eating are
causing problems, my philosophy has always been that I simply need to change
the way I eat.

I consider myself fortunate--on the food front--that I come from a rural
background. My </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/jcs67vnYICI/dreaming-of-bacon-cheeseburger.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/jcs67vnYICI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/dreaming-of-bacon-cheeseburger.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-5694563200197668592</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2012 03:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-03T21:29:05.924-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with kiddos</category><title>Wireless Once Again</title><atom:summary type="text">In spite of my last post, I am once again wireless. Therefore, perhaps, ruined as a writer...



--insert grin here--



At least I have an excuse again should I decide I need it.



Munchkin Boy has apparently missed having a wireless connection to his Wii more than I knew. He ran errands with me today and one of our stops was the office supply store. He requested that we swing by the wireless </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/UDul0PYC6xE/wireless-once-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/UDul0PYC6xE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/02/wireless-once-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-999811196379999637</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-31T19:01:31.708-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>Two Goals not Fitting Together</title><atom:summary type="text">So I didn't make resolutions this year, but I did give myself a couple of goals (for the time being) to spend more time writing and to get back to blogging. The problem is that I have found much success getting back to writing by removing myself entirely from reach of the internet. I'm writing at my kitchen table again, sometimes on paper, sometimes on my new laptop, but without wireless in the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/duSx45kT61k/two-goals-not-fitting-together.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/duSx45kT61k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-goals-not-fitting-together.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-211272415964293388</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 02:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T20:51:56.491-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">on writing</category><title>How about Words on Wednesday?</title><atom:summary type="text">

Today's Mailbox Candy: A real letter from my Big Sis.
It's lovely inside and out... even the envelope is a keeper. 




Several blogs I read post Wordless Wednesday entries. I was thinking about doing something more of a Writers' Workshop on Wednesday. Or What I'm Writing Wednesday. Or maybe What I'm Not Writing would provide more fodder. &lt;g&gt;



Today I got a good old fashioned paper letter in </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/-ZK8gmbLZjs/how-about-words-on-wednesday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TqMO-JBicYI/TyCwOtI7p5I/AAAAAAAACnY/toOk1uCU1jw/s72-c/january2012+023.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/-ZK8gmbLZjs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/how-about-words-on-wednesday.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-4246150175228019070</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-25T20:53:38.956-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with kiddos</category><title>Timeless Tuesday: Still Growing</title><atom:summary type="text">




Sometimes when I think about my family, about who I am and who they are, this is where my head goes. I first remember these little people. I think of this adventure into motherhood as a new thing, something I am just starting and learning and figuring out. Then I take a moment to blink, to look around, to pull myself from the sleepy dream-state I am in and I remember that this picture is the</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/MwLx4qIDqwA/timeless-tuesday-still-growing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRYNo4lIBc8/Tx9YZMgj83I/AAAAAAAACnQ/NxTGofG-lqI/s72-c/family.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/MwLx4qIDqwA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/timeless-tuesday-still-growing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-7413576113113806892</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 13:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-22T07:36:00.872-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas Author</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book review</category><title>Sunday Book Review: The Jenny Cain Mystery Series</title><atom:summary type="text">

As my current work-in-progress is a mystery (my first), I’ve found a lot of my leisure reading leaning in that direction, as well. My grandmother and my aunt were big fans of the mystery genre. I remember staying overnight with Grandma and flipping through the pages, at night, of the dozens of Ellery Queen’s that were stacked neatly on her headboard.

I’ve found myself less-than-satisfied, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/gxSoil87DdI/sunday-book-review-jenny-cain-mystery.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/gxSoil87DdI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-book-review-jenny-cain-mystery.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-8159254417583285717</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 03:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-19T21:14:38.164-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">here my mind wanders</category><title>Empty Bookstore</title><atom:summary type="text">







A couple of weeks ago when the hubs and I were celebrating our anniversary, we walked into the Barnes &amp; Noble store in Wichita. Big bookstores have always been something of a treat for us. All book stores are a treat, actually, but we have long had a tradition of browsing for hours on end at the biggest stores we can find whenever we are on vacation or just needing a date night. The B&amp;N </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/VJ_IQNKjasw/empty-bookstore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qAjidM2rgGM/TxjbuJaYS4I/AAAAAAAACnI/bMnyc6yuWcg/s72-c/dec+2011+154.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/VJ_IQNKjasw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/empty-bookstore.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-2005486940813493168</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2012 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-15T14:02:35.111-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kansas Author</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book review</category><title>Sunday Book Review: The Rocking Horse</title><atom:summary type="text">





Every year at the Kansas Authors Club convention, I make a point of meeting and getting to know someone I’ve never met before. In Coffeyville this year, I was able to share a table at breakfast with new Kansas Authors Club member and new author, Gloria Zachgo, and her husband Ron. Bonus! A new member to add to my writing friend collection and an autographed book.

Gloria's first novel, The </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/-BnAB1BdnC0/sunday-book-review-rocking-horse.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eH0jpZqdSMw/TxMw1MerweI/AAAAAAAACm8/Z0SnDw0Tkxg/s72-c/rockinghorse.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/-BnAB1BdnC0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-book-review-rocking-horse.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-6768338238219505991</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 18:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-13T12:57:02.030-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">here my mind wanders</category><title>I used to be a Cowgirl</title><atom:summary type="text">




Lousy picture, but this is me -- several lifetimes ago -- on my horse, Peggy (short for Pegasus). I don't know why I've been thinking about horses lately. It's been ages since I've been on a horse. The last time I had the opportunity to ride a horse, I didn't even take it. I stayed on the ground with my camera and watched the kids ride, instead.



It's weird how perspective changes. There </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/Xtwh-85yElM/i-used-to-be-cowgirl.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XfXLlpZsN_k/TxB37zcBOGI/AAAAAAAACm0/mZ3-RwQhkJc/s72-c/tracyandpeggy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/Xtwh-85yElM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-used-to-be-cowgirl.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-3811467515263523898</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 03:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-10T21:25:50.255-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">here my mind wanders</category><title>Status Update</title><atom:summary type="text">

“Happy Monday, folks! It’s going to be another good week,” I wrote on my Facebook wall yesterday. Already that morning I’d gone from a less-than-stellar gym visit to fighting with incomprehensible new accounting software and tax return mis-figuring. 

I needed the break to visit my friends online.

I caught up on other’s musings, posted my new status, and returned to my mission of having a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/vVSa8WByjuY/status-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/vVSa8WByjuY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/status-update.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-8439796020139183288</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2012 03:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-08T21:06:59.426-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">book review</category><title>Sunday Book Review – 11 from 2011</title><atom:summary type="text">

Since I didn’t blog about books at all in 2011, but I did keep my faithful journal detailing everything I’ve read, I thought it would be fun to go back and select the eleven reads I consider most worthy from 2011. These aren’t necessarily books that were published in the last year, just books I managed to get read in 2011. As well, they are in the order I read them, rather than ranked by </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/uXThN0BNsVA/sunday-book-review-11-from-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/uXThN0BNsVA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-book-review-11-from-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-4175557111600178441</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 19:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-03T21:00:18.588-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>There are Dirty Dishes in My Bathtub</title><atom:summary type="text">When I was a kid, I picked up a thin paperback book at a scholastic book fair titled, The Man Who Didn't Wash His Dishes. Our school librarian read us the book when I was in the first or second grade and something about it really captured me, so I jumped at the chance to get my own copy when the book fair came around.

My mother was also in love with this book. It was a lesson she liked to remind</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/hJQz6ect6dk/there-are-dirty-dishes-in-my-bathtub.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/hJQz6ect6dk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2012/01/there-are-dirty-dishes-in-my-bathtub.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-235202090633360734</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T20:05:01.821-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">resolutions</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>An Anniversary, A Museum, and the End of 2011</title><atom:summary type="text">
Please don't think that the flurry of blog entries this past week mean anything more than a greater amount of free time than usual. No resolutions on my agenda this year. Last year I worked myself up for a few, but I guess my heart really wasn't in them. I still can't play Hungarian Rhapsody, but I have played the piano more this year than I have in... many years put together. I may have to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/-E8_RkGIHqU/anniversary-museum-and-end-of-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5CoghYboTk/Tv3fyouHQAI/AAAAAAAACmc/PrnEcpuxsLE/s72-c/dec+2011+135.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/-E8_RkGIHqU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2011/12/anniversary-museum-and-end-of-2011.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-817063230884835829</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2011 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-29T19:42:03.615-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>I should invent a coffee cup made of chocolate...</title><atom:summary type="text">Oh wait! Someone beat me to it!!




Decadent dessert for anniversary celebration... This chocolate cup (dark chocolate on the top, milk chocolate on the bottom, was filled with a wonderful devil's food cupcake and topped with a chocolate/coffee flavored cream. 

Twenty-one years and the hubby still knows how to thrill me.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/iuZSBE6cCBY/i-should-invent-coffee-cup-made-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZenjpqeQyIg/Tv0V1foq2xI/AAAAAAAACmQ/hzsrNykoq8U/s72-c/dec+2011+163.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/iuZSBE6cCBY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-invent-coffee-cup-made-of.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-7716687597550057073</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 23:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-28T17:52:32.835-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">current doings</category><title>The Accountant Poet</title><atom:summary type="text">I've dedicated most of the last three days to numbers. Spent a day wrapping up year-end numbers for the farmers market (more days needed, but I got a great start). Spent part of a day wrapping up year-end numbers for home stuff. Then spent another day wrapping up year-end numbers for the hubby's law practice. First year on his own; I've been keeping the books, but have been looking forward to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/vllTJtOucxc/accountant-poet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/vllTJtOucxc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2011/12/accountant-poet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-3155043578927910450</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2011 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-25T07:09:18.752-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">here my mind wanders</category><title>The Anti Anti-Holiday-Letter Rant</title><atom:summary type="text">

Dear Friend, 

As someone who has been sending them for nearly 20 years, I’ve earned the right to speak up in support of those who take the time to share their family happenings and yearly highlights each holiday season – via email or snail mail – matters not to me.

I want you to know that when your letter comes to my mailbox, I am always delighted with the contents. Please don’t apologize for</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/Ey6wNUfZV24/anti-anti-holiday-letter-rant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/Ey6wNUfZV24" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2011/12/anti-anti-holiday-letter-rant.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-2070470072325629600</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 17:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-17T23:12:34.801-06:00</atom:updated><title>Tethers</title><atom:summary type="text">I was embracing this wonderful weather and free weekend with a long walk this morning -- up around the University (because it's got a pretty great, steep hill) and back home again -- and I found myself thinking about the things that tether me... the psychological places I return to again and again.

My life certainly has consistent themes.

I was thinking of those themes as tethers, the things </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/UGWtLjdPTKU/tethers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/UGWtLjdPTKU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2011/11/tethers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11052674.post-5177398181789196717</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2011 23:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-11T17:38:58.116-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life with kiddos</category><title>Belated Public Birthday Wishes</title><atom:summary type="text">Little Boy Munchkin turned 11 earlier this month. We still have some celebration plans upcoming, but the date has officially passed. He made a great strawberry cake with cream cheese frosting for the big event.

Obligatory photo slide show (with music) including his 11th birthday photo, which we took early, or at the same time as his sister's 13th birthday photo, which we took late this year. It </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~3/f27BUrtjJE0/belated-public-birthday-wishes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tracy)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPj33QQfCa8/Tr2xmnhk7CI/AAAAAAAAClg/Sf8mU12yYUM/s72-c/kaman11.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/bTIS/~4/f27BUrtjJE0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://goobmom23.blogspot.com/2011/11/belated-public-birthday-wishes.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

