<?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: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-4052921586224770836</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:47:07.059-05:00</updated><category term='diet'/><category term='You Capture'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Pool table'/><category term='Desserts'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Fjord'/><category term='Job Hunt'/><category term='I Heart Faces'/><category term='House'/><category term='Unsolicited Advise'/><category term='Dagny'/><category term='Job'/><title type='text'>The Howells</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6105760880617640291</id><published>2010-06-13T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:02:21.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><title type='text'>It's Diet Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;that when I am trying on my in-laws wet suite tops and my husband comfortably fits in my mother-in-laws top and I fit in my father-in-laws, it is time for me to lose a substantial amount of weight. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I am focusing on mostly vegetarian without carbs, while maintaining my restricted sugar/eggs diet that I've been doing for the past year or so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;1 week in? Gained a pound.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;(I say this after having gone to a grad party and ate a piece of cake, had some ice-cream, and a pop. I think is classifies today as a "loss")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Current weight: 159.6 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Goal: 140 lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'll be following the flat belly diet plan with some modifications. I will be exercising (rock climbing) so I don't plan on doing this with diet alone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm posting so I make myself have accountability. It's discouraging being the largest one by a substantial amount of weight (I just don't have the killer fast metabolism, ridiculous amounts of self-control, and the vanity of needing to be thin).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;Healthy and curvy? Yes. Love it. What I don't love is having most of my pants so tight it hurts the fat around my stomach before 9:15 am hits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6105760880617640291?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6105760880617640291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-diet-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6105760880617640291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6105760880617640291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-diet-time.html' title='It&apos;s Diet Time...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-2488120629719582740</id><published>2010-04-13T14:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:48:52.742-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desserts'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Desserts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why yes, I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;heart desserts... This was one of the more delicious things I have had recently: Banana Pudding Cake. Yum. Double Yum. Made for my dad and husband's birthdays, we all enjoyed it immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S8TKGGDdieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2iFY2VL4xHQ/s1600/iheartfacesdesserts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S8TKGGDdieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2iFY2VL4xHQ/s640/iheartfacesdesserts.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S8TKGGDdieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2iFY2VL4xHQ/s1600/iheartfacesdesserts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help you continue to salivate all over your keyboard, check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I ♥ Faces&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-2488120629719582740?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2488120629719582740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-desserts.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2488120629719582740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2488120629719582740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-heart-faces-challenge-desserts.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Desserts'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S8TKGGDdieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/2iFY2VL4xHQ/s72-c/iheartfacesdesserts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-3345758933969074791</id><published>2010-04-08T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T16:11:06.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dagny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Dagny... it's spring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S75GKTF5W8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/3RT7ALaju8E/s1600/20100408_kittieseaster_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S75GKTF5W8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/3RT7ALaju8E/s640/20100408_kittieseaster_0022.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-3345758933969074791?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/3345758933969074791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/04/dagny-its-spring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3345758933969074791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3345758933969074791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/04/dagny-its-spring.html' title='Dagny... it&apos;s spring.'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S75GKTF5W8I/AAAAAAAAAJw/3RT7ALaju8E/s72-c/20100408_kittieseaster_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6599412379343328440</id><published>2010-03-29T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:11:42.543-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Dramatic B&amp;W</title><content type='html'>So this week's challenge over at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I♥Faces&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is dramatic black and white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S7A2cyHPxTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SsdiI5vet3Q/s1600/IHeartFacesDramaticB%26W000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="410" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S7A2cyHPxTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SsdiI5vet3Q/s640/IHeartFacesDramaticB%26W000.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;amazing entries, check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6599412379343328440?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6599412379343328440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-dramatic-b.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6599412379343328440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6599412379343328440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-dramatic-b.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Dramatic B&amp;W'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S7A2cyHPxTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SsdiI5vet3Q/s72-c/IHeartFacesDramaticB%26W000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-2484814996651429435</id><published>2010-03-22T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:40:38.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Angles</title><content type='html'>This week at&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 11px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; the challenge is angles. In an effort to enliven my photography, I attempted to take a picture while looking down on the subject (who happens to be my darling niece).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S6fVtslZdzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XpJiEFYyI1Y/s1600-h/AnglesQuoththeRaven.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S6fVtslZdzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XpJiEFYyI1Y/s640/AnglesQuoththeRaven.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For even more amazing entries, check out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I♥Faces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-2484814996651429435?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2484814996651429435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-angles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2484814996651429435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2484814996651429435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-angles.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Angles'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S6fVtslZdzI/AAAAAAAAAJU/XpJiEFYyI1Y/s72-c/AnglesQuoththeRaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-110746548841361432</id><published>2010-03-16T20:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:50:43.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love Craigslist...</title><content type='html'>I have this thing with Craigslist. I really love trolling the random things that people are selling... generally my favorite category to browse is the "Free" section. This little gem, however, was found in the "Antique" section.&lt;br /&gt;Please note the title: My hubs missed what was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S6A02aTfqVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/31ZqAnsk2Gg/s1600-h/Picture+8.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S6A02aTfqVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/31ZqAnsk2Gg/s640/Picture+8.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you got a laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-110746548841361432?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/110746548841361432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-i-love-craigslist.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/110746548841361432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/110746548841361432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/why-i-love-craigslist.html' title='Why I Love Craigslist...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S6A02aTfqVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/31ZqAnsk2Gg/s72-c/Picture+8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-1175928508164830866</id><published>2010-03-09T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:01:22.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Jump for Joy</title><content type='html'>This is part of a weekly photo challenge hosted by I Heart Faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S5Z-VP_V1eI/AAAAAAAAAJE/L8dEWZy1A8U/s1600-h/20081226_Hawaii_122.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S5Z-VP_V1eI/AAAAAAAAAJE/L8dEWZy1A8U/s640/20081226_Hawaii_122.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite jumping pictures because Mackenzie looks like a super hero and the dog (that little black thing under her) is totally oblivious to what is going on. Not to mention this is on the beautiful island of Kauai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-1175928508164830866?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/1175928508164830866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-jump-for-joy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/1175928508164830866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/1175928508164830866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-heart-faces-challenge-jump-for-joy.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Jump for Joy'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S5Z-VP_V1eI/AAAAAAAAAJE/L8dEWZy1A8U/s72-c/20081226_Hawaii_122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-1220170998942796428</id><published>2010-03-04T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T21:02:56.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Hopes...</title><content type='html'>In hopes of hearing positive news on the job front (come March 16!), my sister and I got together today to start cooking our "freezer meals" to be stored and eaten on tired nights. We made (for three families): chimichangas, meatloaf, waikiki meatballs, and sloppy joes. Last night I made homemade chicken stock from a chicken carcass leftover from our rotisserie binge on tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;While creating our tasty little meals, I was yukking it up with my sister. Wonderful observant chef that I am, I manage to hack off the side/tip of my middle finger on my left hand. That's what I get for not paying better attention to the proximity of the knife to my fingers. Whoopsie. Took 15 minutes to get the bleeding to stop. Thankfully sister E. is an ER nurse and told me I would be fine without stitches (despite being able to see my fat in the chunked off part). 7 band-aids later, I am now bloodied band-aid free. And yes, it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; band-aid brand. &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm eating a steak with a reduced red wine sauce. First it was undercooked (thanks guys!) and now I overcooked it. Lame. But it is still delicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also was informed tonight that the student I tutor is "a good writer" (via his mother from parent/teacher conferences). Score one for the home team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S. birthday is sunday, so tomorrow S., J., and I are going out to eat at Fogo de Chao. Yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise this will be the longest gap of posting. Because I do understand that &lt;a href="http://theflippingcouple.com"&gt;some people&lt;/a&gt; like to read this blog as their evening entertainment. Or something like that? Break from work? Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, did I mention that I am officially off dish duty due to my klutziness? Because I am. I am eating my steak and watching S. and J. clean the kitchen. I LOVE it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-1220170998942796428?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/1220170998942796428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-hopes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/1220170998942796428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/1220170998942796428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-hopes.html' title='In Hopes...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-8072742333256139136</id><published>2010-02-09T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:35:05.717-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Kisses</title><content type='html'>So this week's challenge on &lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; is: KISSES! (in honour of Valentine's day, of course). I snapped this picture of my sister and her husband when we were at the beach. I love how happy she looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3Hw_1ZE8sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NA-3hRHZ9ZI/s1600-h/IHFKisses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3Hw_1ZE8sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NA-3hRHZ9ZI/s640/IHFKisses.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-8072742333256139136?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/8072742333256139136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-heart-faces-challenge-kisses.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/8072742333256139136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/8072742333256139136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-heart-faces-challenge-kisses.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Kisses'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3Hw_1ZE8sI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NA-3hRHZ9ZI/s72-c/IHFKisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-5447407553783399557</id><published>2010-02-08T15:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:46:05.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>So on the wild off chance someone reading this is:&lt;br /&gt;a) having a bad day&lt;br /&gt;b) needing some ice-creamy goodness&lt;br /&gt;c) has an ice cream maker&lt;br /&gt;d) either has ingredients on hand OR is willing to go to the store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or:&lt;br /&gt;a) really likes ice cream&lt;br /&gt;b) really likes cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;c) has an ice cream maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or:&lt;br /&gt;a) likes ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have I got a deal for you!&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously some of the most delicious ice cream I have made in a while. Let's please ignore the fact that I got the ice cream maker for Christmas in 2008 and just a month ago busted it out for the first time. I blame it on our renter, J., for inspiring me to once again load my stomach with homemade frozen goodness. I think it worked out pretty darn well though. Mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;J. had been raving about this cream cheese ice cream he had made a few summers ago, so I decided to give it a whirl in my unused ice cream bowl maker attachment thing for the kitchenaid. And it was oh so good. I personally recommend crumbling a graham cracker on top of it. It really caps off the cheese-cakey-ness. If you were REALLY feeling exotic you could also top it with some fresh fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adapted from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Cream-Cheese-Ice-Cream-107998"&gt;epicurious.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. softened cream cheese (you can use neufchatel cheese if you prefer)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. milk (I used whole milk)&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbsp. fresh squeezed lime juice (lemon works too, but if you use REAL lemon use at least 2 Tbsp.)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp. salt (or a couple shakes)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. Half-and-Half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix cream cheese, milk, lime juice, sugar, and salt in a blender. It should get frothy and smooth - make sure there are no chunks of cream cheese. Manually stir in the cream. Pour into ice cream maker per manufacturer's instructions (for the KitchenAid this means pour it in after the paddle is stirring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CFnAGCTpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g3CcmdS4gqU/s1600-h/20100208_Hawaii_129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CFnAGCTpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g3CcmdS4gqU/s640/20100208_Hawaii_129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the ice cream maker is "done" freezing the mixture, transfer the ice cream to an airtight freezer-safe container. Freeze for a minimum of 2 hours. Scoop and serve topped with graham cracker crumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CF1VLY12I/AAAAAAAAAIs/MVIEYSEGVdY/s1600-h/cheesecakeicecream1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CF1VLY12I/AAAAAAAAAIs/MVIEYSEGVdY/s640/cheesecakeicecream1.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CF_GCvRVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_AEz2Lg-hrI/s1600-h/20100119_0242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CF_GCvRVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/_AEz2Lg-hrI/s640/20100119_0242.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul id="ingredientsList" style="list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-5447407553783399557?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5447407553783399557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheesecake-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5447407553783399557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5447407553783399557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/02/cheesecake-ice-cream.html' title='Cheesecake Ice Cream'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S3CFnAGCTpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/g3CcmdS4gqU/s72-c/20100208_Hawaii_129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-7555711570447153114</id><published>2010-01-25T23:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:08:17.633-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Texture</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another week, another challenge from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I Heart Faces&lt;/a&gt;. This week was that texture had to be somehow incorporated into the photograph. Here is my take on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S153qvzsXlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9aYy_hnP0WQ/s1600-h/iheartfacestexture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S153qvzsXlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9aYy_hnP0WQ/s640/iheartfacestexture.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure that I love this picture (can I say that?). Look at that darling little face! And those chub cheeks. Anyway, this past week has been an experiment in texture for me. I am fairly pleased with how this turned out. It takes some finagling to get texture looking a-o-k, but I like it. I plan on experimenting more. And taking pictures with texturizing in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-7555711570447153114?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/7555711570447153114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-faces-challenge-texture.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/7555711570447153114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/7555711570447153114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-faces-challenge-texture.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Texture'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S153qvzsXlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9aYy_hnP0WQ/s72-c/iheartfacestexture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-4293687659990448832</id><published>2010-01-21T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:50:43.321-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pool table'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fjord'/><title type='text'>Discouraged</title><content type='html'>Ah... the problem for many people: The Job Hunt.&lt;br /&gt;I am totally discouraged after today. I searched and searched and searched for jobs. Many looked interesting. Many would I have applied for but for the small fact that I am not qualified. For anything. Other than nannying. Well at least according to everyone who is hiring/writing the descriptions of jobs and requirements. 3-5 years minimum experience. The age old problem of: how do you get that experience when you need experience to get a job? And the kicker is: I know that I could do a phenomenal job at almost any of the jobs posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, I took the afternoon off (well from like 4:00 on) to putz around with photoshop and textures and brushes. Brushes? I haven't figured that out AT ALL. I know a cheat-y way of putting texture in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little kitties have been meowing today a lot. Last night I discovered Fjord had EATEN tin foil. From the cream cheese wrapper. Trust me when I tell you that you don't want to know how I found this out. Let's just say it had to do with the fact that he also had eaten some of my hair from the shower (which I swear I clean out after every shower). He seems fine today. Such an odd little cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pool table is ordered and will be here tomorrow. Set up/installation is on Tuesday. Then I can become the pool shark and make money that way. Or something like that. Until then, I'm praying that God will direct me. And I'm waiting to hear back from a temp agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. And I'm listening to Celine Dion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-4293687659990448832?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4293687659990448832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/discouraged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4293687659990448832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4293687659990448832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/discouraged.html' title='Discouraged'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-2332046165988272090</id><published>2010-01-18T20:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:25:58.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Heart Faces'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>I Heart Faces Challenge: Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_Photography_125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's challenge on &lt;a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/"&gt;I♥Faces&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is "Family." It took me a bit of perusing to find this shot which is from right before Christmas. The ladies of my family have a tradition of baking Christmas cookies. This year, my dad (aka Grandpa Bill) came to watch the grandkids (when they weren't busy 'helping' cook and decorate).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times; font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;Grandpa with two of his grandkids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S1UUJKdXxaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3CHYfYOmag4/s1600-h/Family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S1UUJKdXxaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3CHYfYOmag4/s640/Family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-2332046165988272090?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2332046165988272090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-faces-challenge-family.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2332046165988272090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2332046165988272090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-heart-faces-challenge-family.html' title='I Heart Faces Challenge: Family'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S1UUJKdXxaI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3CHYfYOmag4/s72-c/Family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-9083925275268727095</id><published>2010-01-15T21:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:26:34.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Ballerina</title><content type='html'>I love hanging out with my niece. I think every year she is so wonderfully and fun and possibly couldn't get any more fun or adorable. But she does. Tell me this isn't the sweetest little princess ballerina face you ever did see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S1EvOcD11kI/AAAAAAAAAII/aSIPd-KK3co/s1600-h/20100115_princesscatherine_0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S1EvOcD11kI/AAAAAAAAAII/aSIPd-KK3co/s640/20100115_princesscatherine_0006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think you could tell me otherwise. Oh. And please note that the tutu (that you really can't see) and leotard she is wearing was made by yours truly for her for last Christmas. Also please note that the tutu used to be really puffy and has been loved into smushed-ness.&lt;br /&gt;We danced to princess music (&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h74EQ7b_ZNg"&gt;Every Girl Can Be A Princess&lt;/a&gt;) and played with play-doh. It was really nice to spend some time just with her because her brothers and mommy were sleeping. We had a great time. I really wish I could have convinced her to since some opera. I was warbling with the best of them as I attempted to imitate (halfheartedly) Andrea Bocelli singing in Italian(?). C. merely thought I was crazy and was laughing at me as I held my stomach and belted out some syllabic mess, since I'm not fluent in Italian. She then told me to be quieter so I didn't wake anyone up. I think that was her way of tactfully telling me to be quiet and go back to stamping play-doh shapes that she described as "snazzy." Guess I can't win it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-9083925275268727095?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/9083925275268727095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/princess-ballerina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/9083925275268727095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/9083925275268727095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/princess-ballerina.html' title='Princess Ballerina'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S1EvOcD11kI/AAAAAAAAAII/aSIPd-KK3co/s72-c/20100115_princesscatherine_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-8358303942025443030</id><published>2010-01-14T13:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:20:59.476-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Capture'/><title type='text'>You Capture: Winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like this a lot of winter: stuck inside, wanting to go out, but everything has a bluish tint to it. And it is &lt;i&gt;cold. &lt;/i&gt;This is Sylvia, the cat of the family I have been babysitting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S09tl2W322I/AAAAAAAAAH4/mYtqEp0WPzs/s1600-h/Sylvia1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S09tl2W322I/AAAAAAAAAH4/mYtqEp0WPzs/s640/Sylvia1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Want to be a part of You Capture? Go to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ishouldbefoldinglaundry.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;wonderful blog to read more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-8358303942025443030?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/8358303942025443030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-capture-winter.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/8358303942025443030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/8358303942025443030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-capture-winter.html' title='You Capture: Winter'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S09tl2W322I/AAAAAAAAAH4/mYtqEp0WPzs/s72-c/Sylvia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-5235594573815922573</id><published>2010-01-13T21:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:53:58.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Creamy Rice Pudding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The first weekend of 2010, S. and I spent time "Up North" at a ski retreat for the high school team he helps coach. I would like to say that I skied wonderfully well and enjoyed myself thoroughly, however I didn't ski. Not for a lack of preparation, but for a lack of cooperation on the part of the weather. The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;warmest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;it was that weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;(without windchill)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;was a whopping -28 degrees. I refuse to ski in such inhumane conditions. This didn't stop the team, however, and they still needed to be fed. Enter: Operation Feed Ski Team. I assisted my dear MIL and two other mothers of skiers with meal preparation for upwards of forty people. Yes, forty. Having never cooked for a huge crowd, we had some issues with quantity. Enter: three packed-to-the-gills-with-leftover-rice gallon ziploc bags. My MIL was going to throw them away. I thought it was wasteful, so I quickly volunteered to take home the leftovers. The only question once I got them to my house was: What the heck do I do with three gallons of cooked rice? I froze some of it, we have been eating asian and tex-mex, but I decided to venture into the world of rice pudding. Very exotic world out there. It seems the recipes for rice pudding involve nothing more than the daring flavors of plump raisins and vanilla. Mexican vanilla if you are feeling really adventurous. Not wanting to be all "Plane Jane" with my rice pudding, I decided to hop into exotic rice pudding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coconut Almond Rice Pudding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Adapted from&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Creamy-Rice-Pudding/Detail.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Creamy-Rice-Pudding/Detail.aspx"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Creamy-Rice-Pudding/Detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; cups cooked white rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4 cups milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2/3 cup white sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 egg, beaten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1/3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; cups coconut flakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 16.0pt; margin-left: .5in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; mso-pagination: none; mso-text-indent-alt: -.5in; tab-stops: 11.0pt .5in; text-autospace: none; text-indent: -.5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2 tablespoons butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;3/4&lt;/span&gt; teaspoon almond extract*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;1. In a medium saucepan, combine R&lt;span style="font-family: Times; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;ice, &lt;b&gt;3 c. Milk&lt;/b&gt;, sugar and salt. (Note it is only 3 c. not all 4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;2. Cook over medium heat, stirring constantly to prevent scorching, until thick and creamy, 15-20 minutes. (Easiest way to tell if it is "thick and creamy" is if the rice mixture begins to have little "glurping" bubbles).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;3. Stir in remaining 1 c. milk, beat eggs, and coconut flakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;4. Cook mixture 2 minutes more, stirring constantly (to prevent the eggs for curdling/cooking like a scrambled egg).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;5. Remove from heat, and stir in butter and almond extract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;6. Serve warm topped with shredded coconut. Mmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;*Make sure to use the almond extract sparingly - my almond extract decided to pour out rapidly, thus ensuring a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;almond-y flavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RW5H8NLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/T1_gXzz-AUA/s1600-h/20100113_RicePudding_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RW5H8NLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/T1_gXzz-AUA/s640/20100113_RicePudding_0005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RfkvmoAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gFBB8DuPm70/s1600-h/20100113_RicePudding_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RfkvmoAI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gFBB8DuPm70/s640/20100113_RicePudding_0004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RruRhV_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Hrl3EpErefQ/s1600-h/20100112_RicePudding_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RruRhV_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Hrl3EpErefQ/s640/20100112_RicePudding_0014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RruRhV_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Hrl3EpErefQ/s1600-h/20100112_RicePudding_0014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mom can I have some?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee; font-family: Times; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-5235594573815922573?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5235594573815922573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/creamy-rice-pudding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5235594573815922573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5235594573815922573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/creamy-rice-pudding.html' title='Creamy Rice Pudding'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S06RW5H8NLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/T1_gXzz-AUA/s72-c/20100113_RicePudding_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-2024262997607991532</id><published>2010-01-12T23:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:54:47.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Today I babysat for my husband's first cousins once removed. I got some pretty cute pictures of the little girl, L. My favorite from today is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S01WNaYA1rI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Yn62lr1x4-8/s1600-h/Lucia1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S01WNaYA1rI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Yn62lr1x4-8/s640/Lucia1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will post about the most &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;rice pudding ever. And I don't even &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;rice pudding. Mmmmmm. Bedtime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-2024262997607991532?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2024262997607991532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2024262997607991532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2024262997607991532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/S01WNaYA1rI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Yn62lr1x4-8/s72-c/Lucia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6362911552390455895</id><published>2010-01-10T22:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:55:25.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Water?</title><content type='html'>So &lt;i&gt;apparently &lt;/i&gt;the problem with the Taurus was quite simple. Idiotic but simple. It took our wonderful mechanic two days to figure it out, but by golly he did! Some &lt;i style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;moron&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;wonderfully skilled person (I won't name company names) who changed my oil about a month ago decided it would be a great idea to fill my car up with water instead of anti-freeze. Let me say that again: Instead of &lt;b&gt;anti-freeze&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;my car was filled with&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;water&lt;/b&gt;. Panic of having a totaled car has now passed. Oh, and for those of you complaining/grumbling/cursing the wretchedly cold winters here in this great state... thanks to the sub-zero temperatures my engine didn't explode/burn out/die while I was driving it to the mechanics. Had it been even five degrees warmer, it would have died on me. And then this would be a R.I.P. Taurus post. But it isn't. Instead, it is dedicated to the wonderfully skilled mechanic who realized that an unflavored slushie was making its way through my engine. Thanks, K! You rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6362911552390455895?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6362911552390455895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6362911552390455895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6362911552390455895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/water.html' title='Water?'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-4550265334931659081</id><published>2010-01-07T13:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:55:36.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobs and Cats and Cars. Did I mention typhoid? Oh My!</title><content type='html'>So remember that job I briefly mentioned on here? Yeah, didn't materialize into anything other than the most standardized of all standardizations of form rejection letters. I was apparently the second choice candidate, which I think makes it even worse. What did the guy they hired have over me? Certainly not the 'ins' with the company. My father-in-law is their longest tenured sales rep (and quite successful if I may add). I really wish people could get past the "I-had-an-internship-for-writing-but-really-the-only-thin-my-resume-tells-you-is-that-I-can-raise-children" part of my resume. And I forgot to mention the "I-have-a-stereotypical-liberal-arts-degree-that-taught-me-how-to-think-but-you-can't-get-past-where-it-says-english-writing-major-because-it-doesn't-say-business-despite-the-fact-that-all-the-skills-you-need-for-a-job-you-learn-on-site-so-really-college-degrees-are-meaningless-unless-you-are-in-medicine-and-then-you-learned-it-on-site-during-your-practicum." Not that I'm bitter about being smart and unemployed. So I'm back on the hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cats are really entertaining little creatures. Since I am at home most of the time (see previous paragraph for explanation of why I now call my job title as "homemaker" on a product warranty card) I have really gotten to know my little kitties better. Dagny is so full of mischief and playful. Always willing to snuggle. Loud purr and cute trill noises after being left by herself. Fjord? Different story there. Affectionate and snuggly(after we were gone this past weekend skiing up north in -30* with the ski team S. coaches). Favorite place is perched in the front window watching the world and snowflakes and cars drift by. Can often be found where he isn't supposed to be (read: counters) licking the pan I haven't gotten around to washing (which was only from lunch, less than an hour ago... I'm not a slob. My house is immaculate because I am a homemaker!... ) He really likes macaroni and cheese. Or ham. Or rice. Or onions (despite toxicity to cats). Or bread. Or ______. He eats anything and everything. Then he gets sick. Not that he would ever have any access to food snivels because my house is immaculate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So our 2000 Ford Taurus has been acting up for a month or two. It has no heat. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Which makes for some long cold drives. Especially the whole -20* thing. Without windchill. And then you have to scrape ice off of the &lt;i&gt;inside &lt;/i&gt;of the windshield. While you are driving. Needless to say, this has made transportation difficult. It got sent to the mechanic yesterday and I am awaiting the "your car will cost five million dollars to repair" phone call. Oh did I mention the part about the engine temperature gauge constantly fluctuating and the permanently residing the the "your engine is dangerously hot" area of the temperature range? Yeah. It tries to tell me that it is really hot. But I know better. And so do my purple/red chapped hands that feel colder than dry ice and Oksana Bauel (Blades of Glory? Eh? Eh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are renting out our basement to one of our friends. J. is going to China in a few weeks and has thus been taking the live typhoid vaccine. He has gotten quite ill with this vaccine, so pray that his body will fight off the infection and he won't be any worse for the wear. He has one more pill left to take (tomorrow night). So here's to hoping that his stomach will stop cramping tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i745.photobucket.com/albums/xx100/marjorielynn/Picture3.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-4550265334931659081?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4550265334931659081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/jobs-and-cats-and-cars-did-i-mention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4550265334931659081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4550265334931659081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2010/01/jobs-and-cats-and-cars-did-i-mention.html' title='Jobs and Cats and Cars. Did I mention typhoid? Oh My!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-5965501006068951623</id><published>2009-12-18T10:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T10:38:32.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates Galore! (and a chance to win Lightroom or Photoshop!)</title><content type='html'>1. I went and came back from a week long all-girls vacation in Hawaii (Maui).&lt;br /&gt;2. I have been setting up our house for Christmas, despite having two furry helpers (one of which I found sitting &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;the Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;3. I have my Christmas shopping done!&lt;br /&gt;4. I have had three interviews for a job that I would &lt;i&gt;really really &lt;/i&gt;like to get. I find out on monday.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am resolving to write on this more frequently. Whether that be recipes, random thoughts, complaints etc.&lt;br /&gt;6. If you want a chance to win a copy of Lightroom 2 go&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=187700179"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. If you want a chance to win a copy of Photoshop Elements go&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://grammiemommy.blogspot.com/2009/12/power-of-two.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Watch for a shortbread post coming soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-5965501006068951623?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5965501006068951623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates-galore-and-chance-to-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5965501006068951623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5965501006068951623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates-galore-and-chance-to-win.html' title='Updates Galore! (and a chance to win Lightroom or Photoshop!)'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6600574939951879361</id><published>2009-11-06T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.258-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Capture'/><title type='text'>You Capture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I decided to try this whole thing out... I found this initially through my friend/fellow blogger, &lt;a href="http://www.omyfamily.com/"&gt;Allison&lt;/a&gt; (if you don't read her, you should. She is hilarious. And has an adorable baby).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... Here is my first You Capture post brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.ishouldbefoldinglaundry.com/2009/11/you-capture-photographers-choice-2.html"&gt;I Should Be Folding Laundry&lt;/a&gt;. (Which, incidentally, I should be doing, but instead I am watching my little nanny boy who has been home sick from daycare this week with the swine flu. Pardon. H1N1.) I figure trying this out when I have a free choice is a nice and easy way to ease into this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These couple pictures are from a little session that my &lt;a href="http://bakedbybecky.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister-in-law&lt;/a&gt; and I did for a friend of hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6_7CbgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NZcfFUunkpY/s1600-h/20091009_VanHeelKids_0520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6_7CbgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NZcfFUunkpY/s320/20091009_VanHeelKids_0520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401045121296920066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6tpN55I/AAAAAAAAAFA/F-c-eegPAEo/s1600-h/20091009_VanHeelKids_0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6tpN55I/AAAAAAAAAFA/F-c-eegPAEo/s320/20091009_VanHeelKids_0332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401045116390336402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6GA_-iI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DEiaZa54UDY/s1600-h/20091009_VanHeelKids_0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6GA_-iI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DEiaZa54UDY/s320/20091009_VanHeelKids_0259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401045105752668706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd50Ea5hI/AAAAAAAAAEw/A5nbdtn1C_g/s1600-h/20091009_VanHeelKids_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd50Ea5hI/AAAAAAAAAEw/A5nbdtn1C_g/s320/20091009_VanHeelKids_0082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401045100935177746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6600574939951879361?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6600574939951879361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-capture.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6600574939951879361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6600574939951879361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-capture.html' title='You Capture'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SvRd6_7CbgI/AAAAAAAAAFI/NZcfFUunkpY/s72-c/20091009_VanHeelKids_0520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-9028508213315163635</id><published>2009-10-23T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.241-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unsolicited Advise'/><title type='text'>Anyone who has Children...</title><content type='html'>http://resolved2worship.xanga.com/715041187/about-boys-and-other-things/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;go read that. It is AMAZING. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-9028508213315163635?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/9028508213315163635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/10/anyone-who-has-children.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/9028508213315163635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/9028508213315163635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/10/anyone-who-has-children.html' title='Anyone who has Children...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6217975409674424986</id><published>2009-10-02T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.249-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dagny'/><title type='text'>addition to our house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;no, not a pregnancy... we got another cat! Meet Miss Taggart aka Dagny aka Micro Cat aka Peanut aka Meowenator. ;l...................... (that was courtesy of our first cat, Fjord - not too bad for feline typing skills). &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SsYbKwXCb9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0x3goGcq2t8/s320/Photo+222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388023875789549522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is 2.2 pounds of fearless kitten. She thinks she can take Fjord on. Sometimes she is right (typed as Fjord skitters spastically from her door out to the living room). She loves people and love Fjord. She would play all day if we let her. Fjord groomed her this morning for about three minutes. That was all she could take before batting him in the face and taking off like a bullet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is my sister's birthday party. At our house. My house is messy. Thus, I need to go clean it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6217975409674424986?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6217975409674424986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/10/addition-to-our-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6217975409674424986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6217975409674424986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/10/addition-to-our-house.html' title='addition to our house!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SsYbKwXCb9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/0x3goGcq2t8/s72-c/Photo+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-2522187894698658230</id><published>2009-09-27T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>hot damn</title><content type='html'>Brett Favre is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-2522187894698658230?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2522187894698658230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-damn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2522187894698658230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2522187894698658230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/09/hot-damn.html' title='hot damn'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-571137673441601307</id><published>2009-09-23T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Black Bean Feta Tacos and Photoshop...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Delicious, delicious, delicious! Even my meat loving husband thought these were swell. And he hates feta. I found these at Smitten Kitchen and modified to suite my tastes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 cans black beans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tbsp. cumin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tsp. garlic salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;juice of 1 lime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;red pepper flakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cabbage, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 carrot, shredded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 green onions, chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fresh cilantro, washed and chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feta cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Franks Lime/Chili hot sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flour tortillas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rinse and drain the black beans. Place beans in bowl. Mix in cumin and garlic salt while slightly mashing the beans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a separate bowl, mix lime juice and oil oil until it emulsifies. Stir in a couple shakes of dried red pepper flakes. Add cabbage, carrot, green onions, and cilantro. Mix. Set aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat a skillet on medium heat with a little oil (I use coconut oil... whole other post on that). Place desired amount of bean mixture in tortilla. Fold. Cook tortilla on both sides until crunchy and beans heated through (approx 1-2 min/side). Remove from skillet. Add the cabbage mixture, feta, and hot sauce. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise these are tasty... my husband made fun of me until he ate one. Then he proclaimed (although not too loudly - he thinks vegetarians are a little odd) that they were 'pretty good and filling.' That would be a resounding 'Yes HONEY! These are delicious.' At least the way I read it. Low fat, cheap, and delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now he is hanging our artwork in our living room as we wait for our friend to arrive. He had to work late. Very late. And talk on the phone for 5 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the shots from yesterday's endeavor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFwZWv_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Q-l-5RjYxRU/s320/20090922_HKids2_0194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384833739705548178" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrHYH4zUcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ffBziLwB5OA/s1600-h/20090923_Hawaii_128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrHYH4zUcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ffBziLwB5OA/s320/20090923_Hawaii_128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384835521722929602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFvxcjm_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JydQpY0wn3o/s1600-h/20090922_HKids2_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFvxcjm_I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JydQpY0wn3o/s320/20090922_HKids2_0201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384833728992484338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFu2CEkwI/AAAAAAAAAEA/vBANWZ7ygK4/s320/20090922_HKids2_0112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384833713043706626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFuojidoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1GVa1ZbKPgw/s1600-h/20090922_HKids2_0128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFuojidoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/1GVa1ZbKPgw/s320/20090922_HKids2_0128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384833709425981058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-571137673441601307?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/571137673441601307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/09/black-bean-feta-tacos-and-photoshop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/571137673441601307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/571137673441601307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/09/black-bean-feta-tacos-and-photoshop.html' title='Black Bean Feta Tacos and Photoshop...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SrrFwZWv_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Q-l-5RjYxRU/s72-c/20090922_HKids2_0194.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-3696502610598955533</id><published>2009-09-08T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend of Fun</title><content type='html'>So this weekend was very busy, but full of so much fun. Friday consisted of a coffee/house/banana bread/sandwich party with OBaby and Mrs. O. Then, my sister and I went and looked at paint chips. If you see her, tell her that the house won't look like sesame street if she uses bright colors. She is afraid of it always being a 'Sunny day.' I told her not to worry, but I don't think she is quite sold yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but this weekend was tremendously fun because we had GUESTS! My two girlfriends from wheaton came and visited me. I love my little Natalie (the manatee) and Jaime so much! We hit up the state fair - their first ever state fair - complete with cheese curds, malts from the dairy barn, mini donuts, and fresh french fries. Yum! After the fair, I introduced them to the gargantuan that is the Mall of America. Not too bad for a Saturday afternoon. It was a success. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was time for partying on Lake Minnetonka - courtesy of cousin Quinn turning NINE. Tubing, boating, fishing, swimming, and EATING (mmm zestar apples from the apple house!) lots of delicious things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday the girls took off, and we played dinner hosts to Jon and his girlfriend (whom we had met once before, at our wedding... didn't really remember her all that much). After a terribly difficult round of extreme croquet, we all pitched in to make tacos for dinner. An intense game of NERTS followed. The evening was topped off with Apple Cinnamon doughnuts from a local apple orchard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I would say the weekend was a smashing success - complete with dirty dishes and laundry that has accumulated. Now I need to get down to business about losing some weight... this weekend was a food hiatus. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-3696502610598955533?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/3696502610598955533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3696502610598955533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3696502610598955533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-of-fun.html' title='Weekend of Fun'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6026114747372264757</id><published>2009-08-28T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting with Mrs. O</title><content type='html'>So today I met with the wonderful &lt;a href="http://the.olfelts.com"&gt;Mrs. O&lt;/a&gt;. It was so delightful meeting her for the first time, despite having gone to Wheaton together. And her small baby is darling! The chubby cheeks on that little man are so cute. It was very refreshing to see/talk to someone who was down to earth. Hoorah for being 'fun-employed.' The chocolate hazelnut coffee was pretty delicious (if I can say that despite not being a coffee connoisseur) as was the scone (which I &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; speak with authority). Maybe a little dry, but very lemon-poppy-y. Mmmm... Now I am inspired to bake delicious tasting things. But then I think of how it will go straight to my thighs and stomach, and then it seems slightly less appealing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I started in on the unenviable task of weeding one of the weed patches - but I wondered if it was really worth it since we are thinking of putting in a patio. Or maybe a deck. How ambitious. But then I was thankful that Spencer dealt with the two carcasses that had been in our lawn (a dead squirrel in the front found when he mowed the lawn) and a dead bird that was in our weed patch. I found that one on wednesday. Normally you would think that the bird would die by running into a window. But there were no windows there - so I suppose that would be natural selection at its finest: a bird that runs into the side of a house (no reflection) should die. According to Darwin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am sitting in my first fantasy football draft. Ever. And I have money riding on it. &lt;i&gt;A lot&lt;/i&gt;. Could be interesting. I hope I win. Probably won't. It was pretty entertaining... Just finished. I think my brother thinks I'm an idiot. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, off to Monticello where we will spend in the night, then hang with the niece and nephews. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks, Mrs. O and OBaby for a wonderful morning! Can't wait until next friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6026114747372264757?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6026114747372264757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/08/meeting-with-mrs-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6026114747372264757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6026114747372264757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/08/meeting-with-mrs-o.html' title='Meeting with Mrs. O'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-7786363667530118306</id><published>2009-08-03T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.183-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Family and Photoshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPcZSK-LI/AAAAAAAAADw/rghs6Z6TDjY/s1600-h/Caleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPcZSK-LI/AAAAAAAAADw/rghs6Z6TDjY/s320/Caleb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365774461533092018"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPb6UXvQI/AAAAAAAAADo/9gCAMeytdCY/s1600-h/Samuel+Edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPb6UXvQI/AAAAAAAAADo/9gCAMeytdCY/s320/Samuel+Edit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365774453220818178"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPbgbZ52I/AAAAAAAAADg/_tuQm-6Qi0U/s1600-h/Catherine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPbgbZ52I/AAAAAAAAADg/_tuQm-6Qi0U/s320/Catherine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365774446270998370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPbJemxfI/AAAAAAAAADY/4p3p3gbTDGo/s1600-h/CatherineSamuelCorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPbJemxfI/AAAAAAAAADY/4p3p3gbTDGo/s320/CatherineSamuelCorn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365774440110409202"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was full of family and food - can there be a better combination? Saturday we hosted, and on Sunday, we went up to my brother's. Here are some darling photos from this weekend. I promise photos of our house will be up soon. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-7786363667530118306?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/7786363667530118306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-and-photoshop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/7786363667530118306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/7786363667530118306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-and-photoshop.html' title='Family and Photoshop'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/SncPcZSK-LI/AAAAAAAAADw/rghs6Z6TDjY/s72-c/Caleb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-4815527048893652716</id><published>2009-05-27T18:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>98% of the way there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3NfCIxsvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/giIH4OXo43I/s1600-h/Photo+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3NfCIxsvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/giIH4OXo43I/s320/Photo+200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340650666164597490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3NfB-IqdI/AAAAAAAAADI/91gQAtOwu0g/s1600-h/Photo+199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3NfB-IqdI/AAAAAAAAADI/91gQAtOwu0g/s320/Photo+199.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340650666119965138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3Ne98znMI/AAAAAAAAADA/4sWT9LInSks/s1600-h/Photo+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3Ne98znMI/AAAAAAAAADA/4sWT9LInSks/s320/Photo+198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340650665040649410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so close and yet so far... closing tomorrow. painting friday. moving saturday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-4815527048893652716?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4815527048893652716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/98-of-way-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4815527048893652716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4815527048893652716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/98-of-way-there.html' title='98% of the way there...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L39wNJ4vjos/Sh3NfCIxsvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/giIH4OXo43I/s72-c/Photo+200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-7422127839687361755</id><published>2009-05-19T22:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.166-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>baby!</title><content type='html'>my little nephew was born yesterday at between 10-11 am. Mom and baby are doing fine. 8 lbs 2 oz. Caleb Aaron!&lt;div&gt;I'm excited to see and meet my newest little one! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ditched the table today, the chairs for our table have been purchased and are in transit. ah.. packing, how i long to finish you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-7422127839687361755?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/7422127839687361755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/7422127839687361755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/7422127839687361755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby.html' title='baby!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-4122769228433309870</id><published>2009-05-12T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fjord'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so the packing commences... we close May 28th, my contract is up May 31, and we move in the weekend of June 6-8, with the wedding of one of my friends (and cousin!), Kara, on the 7. &lt;div&gt;Busy next few weeks preparing to have more 'major life changes.' I think they called it 'eustress' in 11th grade health class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to my friends who graduated this past weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to Lou, on the birth of her son, Gabriel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to Rachel, on the birth of her daughter, Micaela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to Danielle, on the birth of her daughter, Isabel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, I will be an aunt again... any day baby #3, Chuckers, will be born. Pray he has no food allergies and that the delivery will go well. Poor C. and S. will have some major adjustments coming - especially S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fjord is stalking around the apartment - I think he enjoys having boxes and piles of laundry out to hide/jump/play/sleep in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mmm also made this delicious orange chicken recipe - I'll try to post it soon, but I'm off to do some pack/sorting before bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- M&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-4122769228433309870?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/4122769228433309870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-so-packing-commences.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4122769228433309870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/4122769228433309870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-so-packing-commences.html' title=''/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6469784548170600846</id><published>2009-05-01T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>We bought a house! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That being said, it is contingent on a few things, but for the most part, we are homeowners. We close on June 30, and couldn't be more excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our home is 2.5 miles from Spencer's work, so for most of the year, he will commute by biking. We were a little disappointed after our first house hunting excursion because we found a beautiful house - but it was the very first house we looked at. We said that we really liked it, but continued on and saw about 20 more houses in the same day. We went back to the realtor's office, and were seriously considering putting in an offer, but the house was bought literally 5 minutes before we called. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that little bit, we were a bit nervous that we wouldn't be able to find a house in our price range with the things we wanted. We found one that we were going to make an offer on, but the website for doing comparable listings was down. (total God intervention). After sleeping on it for 24 hours, we were feeling very uncomfortable with moving forward, so we decided not to make an offer. As soon as we decided that, it was as if a huge weight was yanked off our shoulders.  (that house is still on the market... and had been for 200+ days when we were considering buying it, nice but 'half-assed' updated).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then came to 'the house' - cute little one story near the first home we had liked. We walked through it and decided we wanted to make an offer. We saw a few more houses before deciding to go back to the office and put together a deal. Our realtor called the seller's realtor to see if there was action on the house - there were 2 other couples thinking about putting in offers. We prayed that if it was God's will for us to be in the house that we would get it and at a price we could afford. After enlisting the parents as prayer partners, we sent off the offer. To complicate matters, our realtor was going to be at his son's play tonight, so everything (offer vs. counter offer etc.) would have to be done by text. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was worried about the hassle of all of that considering there would most likely be a bidding war among the three potential buyers - a sellers dream. We made the offer at 4:30 and heard from our realtor around 5:15 - they had countered by moving the selling date back to May 31 - thus ensuring 2 months of rent in our apartment w/o living in it, and an extra $3,000 on the house. Our realtor thought that was a decent counter offer, but wasn't satisfied with the closer closing date - we could do it, but why waste 1 month rent? He countered by keeping the extra $3,000 added on to the price of the house, but keep the closing at June 30. The seller accepted and at 5:30 we got the call saying that it had been accepted. So much for a headache! Everything was solved long before our realtor would have been doing everything by text, and none of the other potential buyers hopped in! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless something major happens, we will be moving in during the month of July! We are so excited that God has led us to this home and are looking forward to meeting our neighbors. We hope that we will be a light for him on our block. God has been so good and blessed us with so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2036518&amp;amp;id=187700179&amp;amp;l=1178acf771"&gt;Pictures found HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll actually try to link the pictures in when I have more time, but it is bedtime for me (especially since I am recovering from an unknown illness... swine flu? PANIC! no... probably not)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6469784548170600846?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6469784548170600846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6469784548170600846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6469784548170600846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-2230264472486658342</id><published>2009-04-08T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.394-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Let's try this Again...</title><content type='html'>So I am now job hunting due to the necessity of my contract ending in May. Initially I was told that my contract would be renewed, no changes, no problem. So Spencer and I proceeded to continue on the mortgage application (more on houses later). About 3 weeks later, I found out that I would have to take a $100 pay cut per week if I wanted to stay on. Well, financially I couldn't do that, so I was honest and said I couldn't do that. Basically I was told that I needed to find another job. So I applied to work through a nannying agency. Found out yesterday that I got an interview with the agency (after having my application less than 24 hours!) so things were looking up. Then, today my boss informed me that they were turning down one daycare option, and that they hadn't heard from the other option they wanted. So now I feel slightly guilted into staying with my current family because I don't want to leave them in the lurch. However, I also have this new opportunity (assuming my personal interview goes well) to get matched with families that pay 50-100% more than what I make now. If i get one of those jobs, all our school loans and car payment would be paid off in 1.5 years. That seems amazing to me. I'm torn because I know that it is better for my little baby if I stay with him since the first 2 years is when he establishes trust. But, I would potentially be with a new family until we decide to start a family some years from now (I'm looking at an infant job). Also, I think that the mom is a little jealous that her son is so close to me - but I spend substantially more time with him than she does. Yesterday when she got home from work, Baby couldn't have cared less. He waved "bye bye" to her. &lt;div&gt;Opinions are welcome as are prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now onto the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going house hunting with a fantastic realtor in two weeks. We were told not to even look at houses or anything due to the stress buying a house can induce. However, I have to research EVERYTHING and every little aspect of everything, so I of course had to look at houses. We found one that was absolutely PERFECT - beautiful kitchen, 1.5 mi. from S. work, 4 bed, 2 bath, attached garage (2 spots) and rehabbed inside and out. Not to mention across the street from a small lake, and .5 acres of land in the back. Our realtor tried to schedule a showing for today, but the house had sold after being on the market for less than 3 days. As I said, it was perfect. So now, we leave things up to the realtor and up to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to post more updates on our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-2230264472486658342?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/2230264472486658342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-try-this-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2230264472486658342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/2230264472486658342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-try-this-again.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s try this Again...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-3874439769767708283</id><published>2009-02-25T21:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>American idol round 2</title><content type='html'>Allison Iraheta #5: Alone&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Definitely will make it through. If she doesn't this will be a travesty. She has a phenomenal voice that is so powerful, yet very controlled. She was amazing and Heart isn't easy to sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam Lambert #12: Satisfaction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also will make it through - range is great, although I would agree that his performance was a little "manic." Stones songs/performances often seem manic though, as do musical theatre boys. A performer's performer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third slot will be a toss up... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Megan Corkrey #7: Girl Put Your Records On&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Good song choice, but seems extremely awkward and camera conscious. Pretty, but that can only get you so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesse Langseth #9: Bette Davis' Eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; have the 'bluesy' (to mimic Randy) voices... both single moms. I wish I could say I liked Jesse, seeing as she is from MN, but I couldn't understand half the things she sang other than "Bette Davis' eyes." Interesting voice but needs to work on her pronunciation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick Mitchell/Norman Gentle #4: Song?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;freaking hilarious, not a terrible singer, but shouldn't go on. Hopes he gets a job doing comedy somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mishavonna Henson #11: Drops of Jupiter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;she has a very good voice, but is a little restrained and "forgettable." I really like her voice and I like the fact that she actually took the time between AI seasons 7 and 8 to work on her vocals - it goes to show she really wants this. I hope she makes it through, but it will be tough. Maybe in the WC round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kris Allen #6: Man in the Mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was surprised he chose a MJ song to sing, but surprisingly he did very well. I would agree that this is the most personality he has had. He's likeable and sang well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt Breitzke #8: If You Could Only See&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Talk about a likeable guy. Both Breitzke and Michael Sarver (who got through last round) are just teddy bears. The problem I have with Matt is that this song sounded almost exactly like the Tonic version - impressive that he could do that, but last I checked, Tonic wasn't really in the market... ;) Also, I worry that he sounds a little too much like David Cook (winner AI 7) to win this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the third slot will go to either Kris Allen, Mishavonna Henson, or Megan Corkrey. Personally, I'll be cheering for Mishavonna to go through. I think she has the best voice of the three and is the most 'marketable.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the others... the performances were too heinous (Jasmine, Jeanine, and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; Matt Giraud... I was practically crying for Chris Martin.) or boring (Kai Kalama). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**edit** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband is telling me I'm a nerd for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) voting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) writing a blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) making that blog have an AI post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, we are feeling better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-3874439769767708283?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/3874439769767708283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/02/american-idol-round-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3874439769767708283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3874439769767708283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/02/american-idol-round-2.html' title='American idol round 2'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-5721597116270576125</id><published>2009-02-24T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing and Sickness</title><content type='html'>Considering my energy level is terribly low and the fact that I haven't updated in a long long time...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend (Th-Su) Spencer and I went to Colorado for some skiing in the mountains. It was a wonderful birthday present his parents gave us. While I did enjoy myself thoroughly, I must admit that skiing is a lot more work than people give it credit. It is not simply heading down a hill, letting gravity do the work for you, nor is it a matter of merely surviving the mountain. In the first part, if gravity is supposed to do the work, things don't go well. I speak from experience as I cracked my helmet going down the Mary Jane trail. Whiplash in the neck + broken helmet + overwhelming fear of death or disablement = a very terrible first day skiing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday things went better - I stuck to green runs and after skiing, I got a new helmet. (I noticed mine was broken in the morning so I wore Spencer's and he wore mine because, as he pointed out, "I'm not going to fall on a green run")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday I got slightly more adventurous - took a few blue runs for fun in addition to the lovely greens. I hit a tree two times on Saturday. First hit was due to a slight miscommunication/misinterpretation: Spencer said, "Follow me" and I took it a little too literally. He meant to *generally* follow him... aka don't follow me in the trees. I took it literally and by the time I realized the grove of trees he went through was unfriendly, it was too late and my head (protected by a lovely new helmet that didn't crack) and a large tree branch collided. The second hit occurred as we were trying to take a picture on the top of the mountain. Trying to balance on skis while on the edge of the start of a trail is not very easy. I tried to regain my balance and stop skiing backwards, but it didn't work. My skis found some soft powder that had been clustered underneath a pine and I fell backwards underneath the tree. The guy who was trying to take our picture was laughing so hard. Spencer started laughing, and then I started laughing. 2 trees in one day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we skied some, I conquered my fear of Jane trail by forcing myself to go down it again. I didn't fall at all going down, but it was far from a fun experience. After skiing half a day, we loaded up the car and drove back to Denver. I slept the whole way. The flight back was pretty uneventful - mild turbulence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Spencer and I waited for our bags, his dad (who had taken the trip with us) went to get his car. The car wouldn't start, (who knew it had been below zero while we were enjoying warm temperatures in CO?), he cut his hand, and then picked us up. We picked up the Mazda from the body shop (had some cosmetic repairs... don't ever ask me to back into a 1 car garage while there is another car parked close in the driveway and the garage is made of brick...) and got home around 11:15. Bedtime came after midnight, and work started Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday at work I felt very tired and sore. Got home from work and felt even more ill. Turns out I picked up a bug while on 'vacation' - most likely from the recirculated airplane air. Last night I was feverish, achey and slept in until after 1 today. Spencer called me to let me know he wasn't feeling well either and was coming home from work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are now a very pathetic couple, both sick and lying in bed... hopefully tomorrow will be better for both of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-5721597116270576125?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/5721597116270576125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/02/skiing-and-sickness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5721597116270576125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/5721597116270576125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/02/skiing-and-sickness.html' title='Skiing and Sickness'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-3710188933442726430</id><published>2009-02-01T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bad jokes...</title><content type='html'>so don't ask me what a cat's banana is, but what do you call a cat's banana?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happens when a rodent gets her menses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-3710188933442726430?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/3710188933442726430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3710188933442726430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3710188933442726430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-jokes.html' title='bad jokes...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-6363848319796241419</id><published>2009-01-29T18:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>so far...</title><content type='html'>For the past two days, Caleb has been refusing to sleep. It gets a little old listening to him cry/scream for 45+ minutes when I know he is exhausted. Yesterday, when I went down into his room to pop his Nuk back in his mouth, he was standing up in the crib! Looks like it got lowered just in time. He also is crawling for real, instead of dragging his lower body around. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fjord has been very affectionate when I get home from work. He purrs and smashes his face into mine. He just can't get enough lovin. Last night, while I was watching American Idol (can't WAIT for Hollywood week...) Fjord decided to explore the newfound space in front of the TV (since we just got an HDTV on Sunday). It was hilarious to see him staring at the picture on the TV. I could just tell he was thinking, "Let me get at that girls face. Oh please, what is that noise!" He is currently lounging on the couch in his 'puffball' position. Such a little doll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I am sitting watching Wheel of Fortune while I explore Lucky's website and favorite links. I wish I had a "real" job so that I could look so cute and fashionable. However, it seems futile to wear anything nice when I know it will get spit up and baby food/slobber all over it. *sigh* Guess I'll just have to look cute on the weekends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're having my parents and sister and brother-in-law over for the super bowl. My brother won't come. He claims it is because of his kids, but really, it is the cat. For being 6'4" and 250+ he really is a baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and of the four temperaments (Sanguine, Choleric, Phlegmatic, Melancholic) I am Melancholic. I thought it was all going to be a load of B.S. but I was surprised to discover the accuracy. It gets it down to my cravings for food. Now if only I could just blame the extra poundage since I got married on those muffins and bagels I crave as opposed to laziness and lack of self control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Reading: Natural Health Remedies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-6363848319796241419?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/6363848319796241419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-far.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6363848319796241419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/6363848319796241419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-far.html' title='so far...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4052921586224770836.post-3571155867758257799</id><published>2009-01-22T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T09:26:33.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Attempt</title><content type='html'>My sister and I went on a dress hunt. She is going to a wedding next weekend and had nothing to wear. After searching many stores and tying on numerous dresses, she decided on &lt;a href="http://www.donnaricco.com/productdisplay.aspx?p=598"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; Donna Ricco dress that is stunning. We then picked up some baubles at Express to complete the ensemble. She looks so classy in this dress, it is hard to believe that normally she is in scrubs. Thankfully, her job did come through so she is working in the ER. &lt;div&gt;I think it would be terribly exciting to work in an ER, or potentially just terrible. Instead, I deal with a little baby who is growing and changing every day. He has taken this habit of making a 'bbbb' sound with his lips into a mealtime event. It is a habit that I am working on breaking due to the fact that every time he does that, I get sprayed with cereal and whatever the fruit/vegetable of the moment is. By the time I get off work, a shower is definitely in order - between diapers, mealtime, and spit-up during playtime (not to mention the fact that he is currently teething, and my knee a favorite chew toy to ease the gums) my pants are gummy and messy, and everything is in my hair. I do love my job!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy Joel and Elton John are coming here in May on their Face2Face tour. Tickets go on sale on Saturday and will be sold out with an hour or so of going on sale. I would love to go (especially because ticket prices are so cheap!) but I think I may have shot my wad on the Britney Spears tickets. April 4th can't get here fast enough! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Reading: The Four Temperaments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Listening To: It's Britney, bitch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fjord's State: Sleeping stretched out on the couch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4052921586224770836-3571155867758257799?l=marjorielynn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/feeds/3571155867758257799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/01/attempt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3571155867758257799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4052921586224770836/posts/default/3571155867758257799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorielynn.blogspot.com/2009/01/attempt.html' title='An Attempt'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550246241605456363</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></entry></feed>
