<?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-5917893164827137909</id><updated>2011-05-30T16:27:03.210-07:00</updated><category term='knitting'/><category term='food'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='family'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='silliness'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='praise'/><category term='fun'/><category term='nature'/><category term='collections'/><category term='pray'/><category term='crochet'/><category term='sewing'/><category term='God stuff'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>What was I doing?</title><subtitle type='html'>...must stay focused</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-8692057523201645844</id><published>2008-02-14T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T19:49:34.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>I'm leaving on a jet plane.</title><content type='html'>OK, so it wasn't a jet plane and I did come right back after about 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R7RvUqUl_6I/AAAAAAAAANE/Nd2OZqvuoNo/s1600-h/pilot+and+co-pilot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R7RvUqUl_6I/AAAAAAAAANE/Nd2OZqvuoNo/s400/pilot+and+co-pilot.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166877073249533858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Adam Anderson offered to take either Tom or me up to fly around Nevada County. Tom volunteered me. I decided to be a big, brave girl and do it. Never before had I been in such a teensy plane. Adam behaved himself and didn't do any loops, flips, or turn the engine off. Just tilting to look down below us, caused me to clutch his arm. Overall, I can say that I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R7RvVqUl_7I/AAAAAAAAANM/228_eJCA0lE/s1600-h/our+house.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R7RvVqUl_7I/AAAAAAAAANM/228_eJCA0lE/s400/our+house.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166877090429403058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to get a shot of our house without seeing it. I could pick out a few landmarks so I knew the area. It wasn't until I looked at this and enlarged it that I found it - smack dab in the middle of the photo. I'm sure Google Earth will be calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Tom just discovered that by clicking on the photo, you can see it much larger and actually see in our windows - well not quite, but almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-8692057523201645844?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8692057523201645844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=8692057523201645844&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/8692057523201645844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/8692057523201645844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m leaving on a jet plane.'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R7RvUqUl_6I/AAAAAAAAANE/Nd2OZqvuoNo/s72-c/pilot+and+co-pilot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-6133498291405111120</id><published>2008-02-08T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T11:20:00.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Danger, Will Robinson</title><content type='html'>What's that buzzing going on around my head? Could it be the Jupiter 2 thinking that they've spotted an uncharted planet on the back of my head? Can't they see that the atmosphere is thickening around the bristley orb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6qbLFgG5lI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ym_Ptx-SRQQ/s1600-h/hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6qbLFgG5lI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ym_Ptx-SRQQ/s400/hair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164110537491408466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meredith and I are sporting our new haircuts. She's never had such a short one before, and I think it looks pretty darn cute on her. A little gel and she's good to go. I, on the other hand, am missing twirling the longer locks from the patch, as Tom likes to call it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-6133498291405111120?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6133498291405111120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=6133498291405111120&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6133498291405111120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6133498291405111120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2008/02/danger-will-robinson.html' title='Danger, Will Robinson'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6qbLFgG5lI/AAAAAAAAAME/Ym_Ptx-SRQQ/s72-c/hair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-4006311743944855874</id><published>2008-02-04T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T13:57:58.688-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>Birthday Banner</title><content type='html'>This was a long time coming. I knew I wanted to make a banner for Cambelle and her family, and once I found this pattern, I fell in love with it. I'm pretty sure I must have been on steroids when I decided to make it. I figured, "Why not - I may as well make one for each of my children, for their children, someday." What was I thinking? Thankfully, I cut them all out at the same time or I may have lost interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6Z6blgG5kI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ExaWKb79fNM/s1600-h/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6Z6blgG5kI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ExaWKb79fNM/s400/banner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162948637168690754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's made with felt, embroidery floss, and a some buttons. The number in the center is buttoned on and is changeable for each family member. I made 1 through 9 on larger squares and enough interchangeable, single digit, narrower ones all the way to 99. I had better get to stitching with that grand-baby coming. At the rate I've been working, it make take until it's 1st birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-4006311743944855874?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4006311743944855874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=4006311743944855874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4006311743944855874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4006311743944855874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2008/02/birthday-banner.html' title='Birthday Banner'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6Z6blgG5kI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ExaWKb79fNM/s72-c/banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2797232423281831571</id><published>2008-02-03T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:22:01.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I finally get to blab...</title><content type='html'>Do you know how hard it is to keep a secret for a LONG time? They made me and I didn't blow it! Listen up everybody: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naida and Phillip are expecting their first child! &lt;/span&gt;She had a sono-gram and the doctor gave her a due date of August 24th. From what I hear, that little one is very active. One thing I know for sure, blonde hair and blue eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6ZwrFgG5jI/AAAAAAAAALw/ckfSKBQmekE/s1600-h/Phillip+%26+Naida.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6ZwrFgG5jI/AAAAAAAAALw/ckfSKBQmekE/s400/Phillip+%26+Naida.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162937908340385330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Congratulations you two! I can't wait to get my hands on that sweet little bundle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2797232423281831571?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2797232423281831571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2797232423281831571&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2797232423281831571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2797232423281831571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-finally-get-to-blab.html' title='I finally get to blab...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6ZwrFgG5jI/AAAAAAAAALw/ckfSKBQmekE/s72-c/Phillip+%26+Naida.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-5693855200580201893</id><published>2007-11-10T15:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T10:40:10.184-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>25 Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It seems like yesterday that Tom and I were camping with Tim, Michele and others in Yosemite the weekend he proposed. That was May, 1982, and we were married in November.&lt;br /&gt;To mark the grand occasion, family members gave us a surprise party. Very special and wonderful to see everyone - people who have been there, every step of the way, encouraging and loving us.&lt;br /&gt;The first 25 years have been great and I'm looking forward to the next quarter century....Happy Anniversary Tom - I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6yhS1gG5mI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RQhEA5Fbpy4/s1600-h/Tom+%26+Tracie+wedding.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6yhS1gG5mI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RQhEA5Fbpy4/s400/Tom+%26+Tracie+wedding.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164680217658582626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*Note: My wedding dress  is the first and last thing I created after taking a fashion design class at Sierra College. I learned that ready-made patterns are way easier and less time consuming. At least I can say I did it, and I loved my dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-5693855200580201893?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5693855200580201893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=5693855200580201893&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5693855200580201893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5693855200580201893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/11/25-years-ago.html' title='25 Years Ago'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/R6yhS1gG5mI/AAAAAAAAAMM/RQhEA5Fbpy4/s72-c/Tom+%26+Tracie+wedding.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-854957880803310084</id><published>2007-10-29T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:18:58.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silliness'/><title type='text'>Which Stooge am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, I noticed that my hair has finally started growing back. Perhaps the threat of shopping for a wig gave it the boost it needed. After inspecting it a little closer, I found that it didn't look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Curly's&lt;/span&gt; or Moe's, but most like Larry's. Apparently, it's only coming in on the sides, not the middle...kind of a reverse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mohawk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RyZjhuVHY-I/AAAAAAAAALg/LBIXTmJc-0Y/s1600-h/130-054%7EThe-Three-Stooges-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RyZjhuVHY-I/AAAAAAAAALg/LBIXTmJc-0Y/s400/130-054%7EThe-Three-Stooges-Posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126894656831316962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Larry, Moe, and Curly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can start a new trend or stick with the plan of shopping for some fake hair. Are 'comb-overs' fashionable?&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/5917893164827137909-854957880803310084?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/854957880803310084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=854957880803310084&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/854957880803310084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/854957880803310084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/10/which-stooge-am-i.html' title='Which Stooge am I?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RyZjhuVHY-I/AAAAAAAAALg/LBIXTmJc-0Y/s72-c/130-054%7EThe-Three-Stooges-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2020932957340297901</id><published>2007-09-21T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T10:29:05.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>It's final!</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, September 18, 2007, Cambelle legally became the third daughter of Brian and Liz, and baby sister to Ellie and Sierra. I'm sure, to them, it was just a formality that reinforced what was already in their hearts:  Cambelle belonged to them from the moment she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RvLUNsopHrI/AAAAAAAAALM/LNUNYksAIV8/s1600-h/family+with+judge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RvLUNsopHrI/AAAAAAAAALM/LNUNYksAIV8/s400/family+with+judge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112381858803949234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2020932957340297901?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2020932957340297901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2020932957340297901&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2020932957340297901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2020932957340297901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-final.html' title='It&apos;s final!'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RvLUNsopHrI/AAAAAAAAALM/LNUNYksAIV8/s72-c/family+with+judge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-5151425391725599671</id><published>2007-09-19T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:09:15.660-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Knowing</title><content type='html'>Often, while gardening, I'm reminded of God and His truths. Most of the time it has to do with weeds and sin. There's an unwanted wild shrub-type plant growing next to a rose bush, that's hard to get to. I just keep cutting it off close to the surface, and without fail, it comes back bigger and stronger than before. If I had only pulled it out by the root in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuV0POw5ZEI/AAAAAAAAALE/VvWsoxc8nFI/s1600-h/burning+bush+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuV0POw5ZEI/AAAAAAAAALE/VvWsoxc8nFI/s400/burning+bush+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108617157331739714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recently, I checked out this plain looking shrub in my yard. On close inspection, it made me think of 1 Corinthians 13:12 - "Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuVw0ew5ZDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/frTMacpBvIQ/s1600-h/burning+bush+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuVw0ew5ZDI/AAAAAAAAAK8/frTMacpBvIQ/s400/burning+bush+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108613399235355698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a glimpse of what this shrub will become. It shows me that I 'know in part'. In the coming weeks, this plant will be transformed into a glorious display of color, filling me with the hope of   when I shall 'know fully, even as I am fully known.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-5151425391725599671?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5151425391725599671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=5151425391725599671&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5151425391725599671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5151425391725599671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/09/knowing.html' title='Knowing'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuV0POw5ZEI/AAAAAAAAALE/VvWsoxc8nFI/s72-c/burning+bush+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-3111215264767379219</id><published>2007-09-10T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T08:41:56.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I need help telling lies?</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't this make a great Saturday Night Live skit? Can't you hear Gilda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Radner&lt;/span&gt; (my all time favorite) saying, " Have you been too honest lately? Let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FibRestore&lt;/span&gt; help you tell those little white lies, also known as fibs, with ease. Just two helpings a day can get you back on track to telling untruths again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLVhuw5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yAOaZMpIH_Q/s1600-h/Fiber+stuff+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLVhuw5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yAOaZMpIH_Q/s400/Fiber+stuff+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107879702857081890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terri's boyfriend, Gary, was sweet to give me a month's supply of this, and other nutritional &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supplemental&lt;/span&gt; drinks. He had heard some positive feedback about this product and wanted to share it with me. How kind is that? I'm not making fun of you, Gary, or this product. Actually, if you look closely, they have a line over the i. Maybe that's for the long vowel sound.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, made me laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-3111215264767379219?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3111215264767379219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=3111215264767379219&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3111215264767379219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3111215264767379219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-need-help-telling-lies.html' title='I need help telling lies?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLVhuw5ZCI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yAOaZMpIH_Q/s72-c/Fiber+stuff+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-5234113356886140831</id><published>2007-09-08T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T09:54:18.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Way to go Naida!</title><content type='html'>Last weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Naida&lt;/span&gt; participated in the triathlon in Lake of the Pines. She came in 3rd for her age group, 18-35 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;. The swim was 1 mile. Hey, I think I see her in this picture....4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; from the right, splashing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKAOw5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/VfxXyACmoY8/s1600-h/Naida%27s+Triathlon+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKAOw5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/VfxXyACmoY8/s400/Naida%27s+Triathlon+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107867032703558642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is coming in from her bike ride that was 5.6 hilly miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKAuw5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lXYdWAQJnoc/s1600-h/Naida%27s+Triathlon+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKAuw5ZAI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lXYdWAQJnoc/s400/Naida%27s+Triathlon+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107867041293493250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe she has a smile on her face after finishing the run that was 3.8 miles long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKA-w5ZBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BqKgGMZCAp4/s1600-h/Naida%27s+Triathlon+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKA-w5ZBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/BqKgGMZCAp4/s400/Naida%27s+Triathlon+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107867045588460562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I figure I completed my very own uni-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thon&lt;/span&gt; of walking from the parking lot to the lake, and on to the finish line. Tom and Meredith competed right along with me, but I'm sure I came in first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-5234113356886140831?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5234113356886140831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=5234113356886140831&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5234113356886140831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5234113356886140831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/09/way-to-go-naida.html' title='Way to go Naida!'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RuLKAOw5Y_I/AAAAAAAAAKc/VfxXyACmoY8/s72-c/Naida%27s+Triathlon+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-3102371863664452027</id><published>2007-08-30T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:18:17.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Humming for Hummus?</title><content type='html'>My family is the hummus eating type. I've tried different brands and the one I liked best, was discontinued. It's all about the texture - it can't be too smooth. This recipe is pretty tasty, but I'm always open for suggestions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rtb4Kuw5Y-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1k2gdZw6mSc/s1600-h/Hummus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rtb4Kuw5Y-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1k2gdZw6mSc/s400/Hummus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104540090906534882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hummus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;15 oz can garbanzos, drained&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup raw sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;1 T olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup lemon juice (about 1 lemon)&lt;br /&gt;1 clove garlic- pressed&lt;br /&gt;salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place all ingredients in a food processor until well blended and the consistency you want. The above is the original recipe, but I added 4 kalamata olives for a little extra flavor. Next time I may try black ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-3102371863664452027?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3102371863664452027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=3102371863664452027&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3102371863664452027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3102371863664452027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/humming-for-hummus.html' title='Humming for Hummus?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rtb4Kuw5Y-I/AAAAAAAAAKU/1k2gdZw6mSc/s72-c/Hummus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2568487801896127535</id><published>2007-08-29T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:45:39.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family Reunion 2007</title><content type='html'>For at least twenty-two years, the Nunnink family has been reuniting for a weekend of camping and just plain old fun. It's been many places over the years (I don't think we're welcome back in the little town of Washington), but no matter where, we're just happy to be together.&lt;br /&gt;The family has grown to 80+, and that includes Pa, his 12 children and their spouses, grandchildren and their families, and great grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;This year we went to Lodgepole Campground, off of Hwy 80, by Lake Valley Reservoir. Nice close spot for those who weren't able to stay the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMnOw5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Rj5mTVoDFK4/s1600-h/Lori,+Bobby,+and+Ryan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMnOw5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Rj5mTVoDFK4/s400/Lori,+Bobby,+and+Ryan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104140358300296114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a picture of Lori, Bobby, and Ryan. They appear to be looking at her...she must have been entertaining the crowd with one of her many hilarious stories, some of which I shall not repeat. She has a great laugh...one which kept many of us awake one year in Caribou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMoOw5Y8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/VWbqFLWH2yM/s1600-h/Brian+and+Ellie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMoOw5Y8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/VWbqFLWH2yM/s400/Brian+and+Ellie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104140375480165314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Brian and Ellie. It kinda looks like they're part of a traveling circus, but a very talented one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMoew5Y9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/11wshD7Qsco/s1600-h/Naida+%26+Meredith.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMoew5Y9I/AAAAAAAAAKM/11wshD7Qsco/s400/Naida+%26+Meredith.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104140379775132626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Naida and Meredith did a little kayaking on the reservoir, as well as many other family members. I know I had a picture of Michele in one, but I think it's lost in my computer somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great time, as usual, even though it was a smaller crowd. Looking forward to next year and you can bet I'll have my s'more goods ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2568487801896127535?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2568487801896127535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2568487801896127535&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2568487801896127535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2568487801896127535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/family-reunion-2007.html' title='Family Reunion 2007'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RtWMnOw5Y7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Rj5mTVoDFK4/s72-c/Lori,+Bobby,+and+Ryan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-4806772733345574090</id><published>2007-08-21T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:46:48.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>She said yes!</title><content type='html'>My nephew Joe, Terri's son, has been planning to ask Brittani to marry him for some time. He knew all the special people he wanted to be on the backpack trip: Terri, Keith, Scott, John Paul, Lindsay, Jake, Patricia, Brittani, and himself. He purchased the ring and came upon this perfect accessory.  He and Terri were shopping in Grass Valley when they spied this rock. The shop owners loved the story of how he was going to propose and gave it to him, if he promised to come back and tell her about it. They returned, brought pictures, and explained how he placed the rock on the ground (when it was just the two of them hiking) and told her to look for 'cool' rocks. She completely missed this one. He told her to go in the direction of  'the' rock. She didn't want to. Joe picked it up and said something like,"Look at this cool one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonTOw5Y4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/yZBidfZYWqY/s1600-h/marry+me+rock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonTOw5Y4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/yZBidfZYWqY/s400/marry+me+rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100932739284689794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't get info on her complete response. Did she cry? Jump up and down? Ask what took him so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonTew5Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/z4b6e_unaGI/s1600-h/J+%26+B+with+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonTew5Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/z4b6e_unaGI/s400/J+%26+B+with+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100932743579657106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The area they backpacked is Grouse Ridge and the lucky spot is on the Black Buttes. That might be Glacier Lake in the background. He purposefully picked this spot since it was where he became a follower of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonT-w5Y6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Tzg1JdGnZ-k/s1600-h/pinched+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonT-w5Y6I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Tzg1JdGnZ-k/s400/pinched+head.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100932752169591714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of the newly engaged Brittani - John Paul took it. Come October 2008, she will be known as Brittani Britton. Congratulations  Joe and Brittani! I love you both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-4806772733345574090?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4806772733345574090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=4806772733345574090&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4806772733345574090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4806772733345574090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/she-said-yes.html' title='She said yes!'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsonTOw5Y4I/AAAAAAAAAJk/yZBidfZYWqY/s72-c/marry+me+rock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-273172355482136184</id><published>2007-08-16T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T16:34:42.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Sandy Croft's Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 7, 110);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#00076e;"   &gt;Good News!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:130%;color:#00076e;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 7, 110);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#00076e;"   &gt;This in from Sandy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 7, 110);font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#00076e;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt; I just got back to my hotel room. Lynne did wonderful! God did even better. The doctors were able to remove all the cancer, and they were able to avoid the very long surgery of 10 hrs. It took 5 instead. She will be in the hospital approximately 7 days and not 14. I'm truly happy. Lynne has been such a wonderful wife, amazing friend, and truly a special mother. I can't even imagine the world without her. Thanks for all your prayers, your thoughts, and your kindness these past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy&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/5917893164827137909-273172355482136184?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/273172355482136184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=273172355482136184&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/273172355482136184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/273172355482136184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/sandy-crofts-letter.html' title='Sandy Croft&apos;s Letter'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2462568344987434538</id><published>2007-08-15T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T07:48:20.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Remember Mr. and Mrs. Cookie?</title><content type='html'>Well, they just shared that they are expecting a little chocolate chip, er, I mean a baby! I am so excited for them. The two of them are so sweet, I know they'll make splendid parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsKCkxHjnjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZrjtOwLy9Mc/s1600-h/Gretchen+and+Ryan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsKCkxHjnjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZrjtOwLy9Mc/s400/Gretchen+and+Ryan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098781296308756018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gretchen and Ryan Mack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ryan has asked that we  pray for Gretchen. She has a partially detached retina that requires surgery and, if at all possible, to postpone it until after the first trimester.  They meet with the doctor in another week to see if it has gotten any worse. Pray for healing and a healthy baby. Congratulations you two! We're praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This from Ryan:&lt;br /&gt;Good News, the doctor did laser surgery in his office yesterday to fix the problem, and no invasive surgery was required. We go back in a week to check it, so pray for that and for a fast recovery, but this is quite minor to what we had thought. Good stuff, God stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;-R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2462568344987434538?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2462568344987434538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2462568344987434538&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2462568344987434538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2462568344987434538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/remember-mr-and-mrs-cookie.html' title='Remember Mr. and Mrs. Cookie?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsKCkxHjnjI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ZrjtOwLy9Mc/s72-c/Gretchen+and+Ryan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2925131583192479651</id><published>2007-08-14T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:06:35.604-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Marching Orders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/aHEm-b4IRYk" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/aHEm-b4IRYk" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Throughout this last year, and then some, you all have shown me what dedicated prayer warriors you are. Daily I am comforted and rest in the assurance that God is in control of my life and knows what's best for me. This gives me such peace.&lt;br /&gt;What I'm asking for, is prayer for our sister in Christ, Lynne Croft. She goes in for surgery early tomorrow morning, for a rare form of pancreatic cancer. Her daughter, Haily, told me today that the doctor is optimistic. I'm guessing that means that they feel that they can get it all.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that she will be comforted, and not fear, and that she will know that Jesus is more than enough for her, no matter what. She may be in the hospital for up to two weeks after, so continue going before the throne on her behalf. God bless you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2925131583192479651?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2925131583192479651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2925131583192479651&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2925131583192479651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2925131583192479651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/marching-orders.html' title='Marching Orders'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-1969522981751008916</id><published>2007-08-13T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T08:31:58.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Nevada County Fair</title><content type='html'>This is one pack of excited fair goers. Got a picture before the festivities began, and I must say, they kept up the pace for the majority of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvUhHjngI/AAAAAAAAAJE/quy4vPOguEQ/s1600-h/girls+at+fair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvUhHjngI/AAAAAAAAAJE/quy4vPOguEQ/s400/girls+at+fair.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098197176461532674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shannon, Ally, Madie, Madeline, Jackie, Meredith, Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Remember my big, overconfident post on a surefire win on the HUGE weed? Wrong. The large one on the left, is the weed I entered for my neighbor. (It was on HER property, after all.) It's taller than the garage door. I personally thought it should have received a first, due to the multiple heads, but there were two taller weeds. My wimpy one was tied to Miss Shelly's that didn't win either. Why didn't they just put up a neon sign that said 'Losers'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvVRHjnhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3-TSX9qLhTA/s1600-h/weeds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvVRHjnhI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3-TSX9qLhTA/s400/weeds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098197189346434578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the proof. Laurie's very excited. Since 1st place pays $5.00, do you think she'll share her 3rd winnings with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvVxHjniI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SK9JQ-RMi64/s1600-h/prize.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvVxHjniI/AAAAAAAAAJU/SK9JQ-RMi64/s400/prize.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098197197936369186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now for the food reviews. Sorry, no pictures. I must have been too busy eating. For starters, I had a baked potato, with everything, for lunch. I think that was my favorite. Next, for a little snack, I HAD to have a Cinnamon Roll with frosting, no nuts. I don't remember having one for a number of years. I think that was my favorite. For my dessert after my roll (an hour or two later), I had to have a swirl cone from the fire department. Collin's friend, Owen, made a record size one for me that required a bowl and spoon. I think that was my favorite. Finally, for dinner, I had two tacos and a Pepsi. Delicious. That &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; was my favorite. Do the calories count from Meredith's cotton candy that I only had a taste of, or a bite of her chocolate dipped cone? I didn't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Many thanks to Michele to keeping track of the girls and shuffling them around, while I planned my next eating opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-1969522981751008916?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/1969522981751008916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=1969522981751008916&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/1969522981751008916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/1969522981751008916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/nevada-county-fair.html' title='Nevada County Fair'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RsBvUhHjngI/AAAAAAAAAJE/quy4vPOguEQ/s72-c/girls+at+fair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-4667319654710174776</id><published>2007-08-08T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:05:54.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Lunch with Emma.</title><content type='html'>For those of you that don't know, this is Emma (what you can see of her). Look at those beautiful smiling eyes! She has been in town, visiting for a bit and we were able to get together for lunch and do some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYbxHjndI/AAAAAAAAAIs/70pt4qQ3FzQ/s1600-h/Emma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYbxHjndI/AAAAAAAAAIs/70pt4qQ3FzQ/s400/Emma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096553531132059090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to Sopa's downtown Nevada City. I had only been there once and didn't really love what I had eaten. I let her do all the ordering since she is a Thai connoisseur. Am I ever glad I did! Feast your eyes on the Fresh Spring Rolls and the Chicken Satay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYcRHjneI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OkBYWh7qJIA/s1600-h/chicken+satay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYcRHjneI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OkBYWh7qJIA/s400/chicken+satay.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096553539721993698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had Boat Noodle Soup and Yellow Curry Vegetables over rice. This Thai Tea Ice-cream was the perfect ending to such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/span&gt; meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYcxHjnfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/as7WYW35PHA/s1600-h/Thai+tea+icecream.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYcxHjnfI/AAAAAAAAAI8/as7WYW35PHA/s400/Thai+tea+icecream.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096553548311928306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has convinced me to try Vietnamese next - says that there's a place in Auburn that's good. Maybe next time she's here, we'll go out again. This time on me. Thanks again Emma for lunch, but most of all, for your precious friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-4667319654710174776?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4667319654710174776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=4667319654710174776&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4667319654710174776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4667319654710174776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/lunch-with-emma.html' title='Lunch with Emma.'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrqYbxHjndI/AAAAAAAAAIs/70pt4qQ3FzQ/s72-c/Emma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-360950836226212230</id><published>2007-08-01T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T06:50:39.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ryan's Famous Recipe</title><content type='html'>Well, here you have it. See these bundles of sweetness? I only have Ryan to blame...or maybe his lovely wife, Gretchen,  for divulging his secret recipe. How can I stop at just one? They are, by far, some of the yummiest cookies, I have had the pleasure of tasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrFl0BHjncI/AAAAAAAAAIk/jjE-kiRPUbI/s1600-h/cookies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrFl0BHjncI/AAAAAAAAAIk/jjE-kiRPUbI/s400/cookies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093964597860474306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently, it's all in the technique, along with the recipe, of course. One must hand roll them into large balls and carefully watch them in the oven, until just lightly browned. They stay soft and tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrFk4BHjnaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y6YyP9-ju8A/s1600-h/IMG_1953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrFk4BHjnaI/AAAAAAAAAIU/y6YyP9-ju8A/s400/IMG_1953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093963567068323234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gretchen &amp; Ryan Mack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks for sharing you two. I can tell this recipe is a keeper. Michele was right and I'm glad I followed her advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup oil&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1-1/2 tablespoons vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;12 oz. chocolate morsels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*Ryan reminded me that it's important to mix the dry things together and the wet separately, before combining. Claims that it makes a difference. Ryan knows best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Roll into a ball with a diameter of about 1-1/2 ". Place on cookie sheet without pressing down.&lt;br /&gt;Bake at 375 degrees until lightly browned (start checking at 7-8 minutes).  Leave on sheet for a few minutes before removing to a cooling rack. Gretchen and Ryan keep theirs in the freezer. My first recipe didn't last that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two batches in the fridge, ready to be baked for the family reunion - one with milk chocolate chips and the other with white chocolate and macadamia nuts. I'll have plenty of fresh coffee and lots of milk to share as well.&lt;br /&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/5917893164827137909-360950836226212230?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/360950836226212230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=360950836226212230&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/360950836226212230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/360950836226212230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/08/ryans-famous-recipe.html' title='Ryan&apos;s Famous Recipe'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RrFl0BHjncI/AAAAAAAAAIk/jjE-kiRPUbI/s72-c/cookies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2414563339372517883</id><published>2007-07-31T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T10:01:41.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hot off the press...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This just in: Collin passed the National Registry test for his EMT class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rq9pVBHjnZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/E3QlGS9Uxps/s1600-h/Collin+EMT+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rq9pVBHjnZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/E3QlGS9Uxps/s400/Collin+EMT+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093405513377619346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is now free to work for the local ambulance company as a driver, and this also meets a requirement for applying for the fire academy this winter. Way to go Collin! Wooooohooooo!&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/5917893164827137909-2414563339372517883?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2414563339372517883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2414563339372517883&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2414563339372517883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2414563339372517883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/hot-off-press.html' title='Hot off the press...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rq9pVBHjnZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/E3QlGS9Uxps/s72-c/Collin+EMT+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-212399746196378905</id><published>2007-07-31T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:16:26.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Girl's Night Out</title><content type='html'>If you must know, we call ourselves the Hungry Heifers. At the time of the 'naming' we were unaware that a 'heifer' was a young cow that had not borne a calf. We just knew that we loved to get together, gab, EAT, and let our many children play together. The name stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rq1A4hHjnYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fLTgnPmwxrM/s1600-h/IMG_1952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rq1A4hHjnYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fLTgnPmwxrM/s400/IMG_1952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092798093332815234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Standing: Tammy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kellye&lt;/span&gt;, Teri  Seated: Kelly, Tracie, Tracie, Terri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think we've been doing this for 16 or 17 years. All of us have known each other since the 60's, having grown up in the same neighborhood or through school. Others have popped in to play as well. Between the seven of us, there are twenty-two kids. Most are grown now, but that doesn't stop us from reuniting and picking up where we left off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-212399746196378905?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/212399746196378905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=212399746196378905&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/212399746196378905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/212399746196378905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/girls-night-out.html' title='Girl&apos;s Night Out'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rq1A4hHjnYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/fLTgnPmwxrM/s72-c/IMG_1952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-7058347690667975245</id><published>2007-07-29T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T08:10:08.023-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Do-da-doot----taaaa-doo</title><content type='html'>This trumpet vine is commanding your attention. It should, in fact, be a touch embarrassed that these are the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;blossoms it's sporting. Thought I'd get proof before the deer come through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqyqNxHjnXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/e_MeuYv7jqA/s1600-h/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqyqNxHjnXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/e_MeuYv7jqA/s400/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092632432149241202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what I'm doing wrong. Sun, soil, water, food? Three different plants in three different locations, and this is the reward. Maybe it's like a few other plants around here...I'm trying too hard; some thrive on neglect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-7058347690667975245?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7058347690667975245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=7058347690667975245&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7058347690667975245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7058347690667975245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-da-doot-taaaa-doo.html' title='Do-da-doot----taaaa-doo'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqyqNxHjnXI/AAAAAAAAAH8/e_MeuYv7jqA/s72-c/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2075723841214067320</id><published>2007-07-25T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T22:21:03.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Seems like yesterday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, almost. Phillip turned 23 today. Look how my baby has grown up! Where did his Hawaiian shorts, with his gray, plastic cowboy boots go? I just know he would be riding down our old steep driveway, on his red tractor, if he still had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqgoJhHjnVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zkIZt9hK3Nw/s1600-h/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqgoJhHjnVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zkIZt9hK3Nw/s400/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091363522716343634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's still as crazy as ever. I'm thinking this must be the way firefighters blow out their candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqgoJxHjnWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/66nA_nz2qeA/s1600-h/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqgoJxHjnWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/66nA_nz2qeA/s400/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091363527011310946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Birthday, my boy - I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;br /&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/5917893164827137909-2075723841214067320?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2075723841214067320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2075723841214067320&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2075723841214067320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2075723841214067320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/seems-like-yesterday.html' title='Seems like yesterday...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqgoJhHjnVI/AAAAAAAAAHs/zkIZt9hK3Nw/s72-c/Phillip%27s+23rd+BD+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-1450241857334745588</id><published>2007-07-23T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T07:59:42.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>While the cat's away...</title><content type='html'>...the mice will play; and that we did. Meredith, Terri, and I went to Kellye's house to vacation for the afternoon, while she was away in Palm Springs. Pretended like we owned the place. (Look at the spectacular paint job by two certain painters, that shall remain nameless.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqS7gxHjnTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zGF4kO499JI/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqS7gxHjnTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zGF4kO499JI/s400/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090399650450742578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this view from the house. Not only is the yard a gardener's dream, the vineyard is beautiful and from another angle you can see the valley. Off to the right, away from the house and pool, is a winery that fits in with the whole lovely theme. (Another friend, Todd B., built it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqS7hBHjnUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6wykI-UjZOQ/s1600-h/pool+with+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqS7hBHjnUI/AAAAAAAAAHk/6wykI-UjZOQ/s400/pool+with+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090399654745709890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's always fun going to Kellye's, especially when she's there. Great hostess, funny sense of humor, and a wonderful friend - not to mention her plentiful snack drawer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-1450241857334745588?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/1450241857334745588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=1450241857334745588&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/1450241857334745588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/1450241857334745588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/while-cats-away.html' title='While the cat&apos;s away...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqS7gxHjnTI/AAAAAAAAAHc/zGF4kO499JI/s72-c/house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2488025643375126423</id><published>2007-07-21T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T16:22:21.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Is there a doctor in the house?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqKMVBHjnSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/K5mQh2ZuqsE/s1600-h/Dr.+Mario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqKMVBHjnSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/K5mQh2ZuqsE/s400/Dr.+Mario.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089784821587352866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's affirmative. I recently purchased a NES (Nintendo Entertainment System) from the 80's on eBay, along with some games...rather cheap. Years ago, I would stay up late, after the kids were in bed and play this game. All that practice made me pretty good; in fact I beat it. The boys weren't impressed with me then, but they are now. Just so you know, I still reign as champion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I can't play any of the new game systems - they have too much motion and make me feel carsick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2488025643375126423?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2488025643375126423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2488025643375126423&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2488025643375126423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2488025643375126423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/is-there-doctor-in-house.html' title='Is there a doctor in the house?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RqKMVBHjnSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/K5mQh2ZuqsE/s72-c/Dr.+Mario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-3438224460140696307</id><published>2007-07-19T10:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:39:59.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>I love these colors.</title><content type='html'>Years ago, these two were planted side by side. I deliberately wanted the yellow butterfly bush to stand out next to the flowering plum tree - a great looking contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rp-fDtDK4tI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rGvhSccEJdo/s1600-h/butterfly+bush+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rp-fDtDK4tI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rGvhSccEJdo/s400/butterfly+bush+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088960989933265618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-3438224460140696307?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3438224460140696307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=3438224460140696307&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3438224460140696307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3438224460140696307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-these-colors.html' title='I love these colors.'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rp-fDtDK4tI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rGvhSccEJdo/s72-c/butterfly+bush+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2374980874325744728</id><published>2007-07-18T10:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T11:26:20.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Wacky Weather</title><content type='html'>When it's only 61 degrees and sprinkling outside, in the middle of summer,  there's only one thing to do: make cookies. I probably shouldn't admit it, but I like the dough better than the  finished product. The fear of getting salmonella doesn't stop me. (Why is it called that? It doesn't come from fish.) I sense a food advisory coming from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rp5VZtDK4rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kFeKlnnPQxM/s1600-h/cookies+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rp5VZtDK4rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kFeKlnnPQxM/s400/cookies+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088598529053221554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I usually use the Tollhouse recipe, no matter what kind of chocolate chips I have. My family prefers milk chocolate. One question - why do they sometimes turn out flat and other times fluffy? I chilled it before baking. Maybe I should add more flour or try another recipe. Suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-2374980874325744728?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2374980874325744728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2374980874325744728&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2374980874325744728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2374980874325744728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/wacky-weather.html' title='Wacky Weather'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rp5VZtDK4rI/AAAAAAAAAGw/kFeKlnnPQxM/s72-c/cookies+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-6312999497369456412</id><published>2007-07-16T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:31:08.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>What gives?</title><content type='html'>Any other suggestions as to what to do with bananas that refuse to ripen? Twice in the last month I've had this problem. I guess I purchase organic bananas for the sole purpose of replenishing my compost pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpO_SIbCtzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kGKswtScJIw/s1600-h/IMG_1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpO_SIbCtzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kGKswtScJIw/s400/IMG_1525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085618722450880306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-6312999497369456412?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6312999497369456412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=6312999497369456412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6312999497369456412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6312999497369456412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-gives.html' title='What gives?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpO_SIbCtzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/kGKswtScJIw/s72-c/IMG_1525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-5564506650115189764</id><published>2007-07-16T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:16:40.081-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><title type='text'>I did NOT grow this.</title><content type='html'>I crocheted this bath mitt with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hemp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hemp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. The pattern called for aloo yarn that I couldn't find locally, and the young lady that helped me thought this would have the same rough texture. (Nice for a little exfoliating.) She also assured me that the color wouldn't 'bleed'. If you don't know what a 'bath mitt' is, it's something you can use in the bath or shower, as a washcloth. In the space between, you can use with your hand inside, or as I have done, place a nice smelling bar of soap and give as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpuHbNDK4qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EJPfqKilQ68/s1600-h/July+15,+%2707+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpuHbNDK4qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EJPfqKilQ68/s400/July+15,+%2707+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087809105474282146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd give the original instructions, but I changed a few too many things. Here you go, if you're interested:&lt;br /&gt;any type of rough feeling yarn - aloo, hemp, linen&lt;br /&gt;10 mm afghan hook&lt;br /&gt;size G crochet hook&lt;br /&gt;Ch 16. Work Tunisian Crochet, alternating one forward row and one reverse row, until piece measures 11 3/4" from beginning. Fasten off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tunisian Crochet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foundation Row (pick up sts)&lt;/span&gt;: Insert afghan hook through top loop of second ch from hook, yarn over and draw through a loop (2 sts on hook). *Insert hook into top loop of next st and draw a loop through, leaving it on the hook. Repeat from *, drawing 1 loop through each st, and leaving all loops on hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reverse Row (complete the stitch)&lt;/span&gt;: Yarn over and draw a loop through the first loop on hook to create 1 turning chain and bring hook up to the level of the next row. * Yarn over and bring the hook through 2 sts. Repeat from * to end of row, working from left to right and binding off 1 st each time you draw a loop through 2 loops on hook, ending with 1 loop on hook (counts as the first st of the next row).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward row (pick up sts)&lt;/span&gt;: *Bring hook from right to left under the first vertical bar created by the first two rows and draw a loop through, leaving it on the hook. Repeat from * to end of row, drawing up a loop from under the last vertical strand. Work a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forward Row&lt;/span&gt; followed by a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reverse Row&lt;/span&gt; for a pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've reached the 11 3/4" bind off. Fold in 1/2 lengthwise, with the right sides together.&lt;br /&gt;Stitch both side seams with a tapestry needle threaded with the yarn. Good time to slip those loose ends in the seam. Use size G crochet hook to single crochet around the perimeter. Bind off. Chain a length long enough for a drawstring. Weave it through the stitches, about 1/4" from the top. Tie ends together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the idea from the book '&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/images/1931499748/sr=8-1/qid=1184598716/ref=dp_image_0/105-5370399-7532451?ie=UTF8&amp;n=283155&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1184598716&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Oneskein&lt;/a&gt;'. It has 30 projects to knit and crochet that only take one skein to complete. Found it at the public library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love projects that can be completed in an evening. If I lose interest in that amount of time, I'm in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; trouble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-5564506650115189764?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5564506650115189764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=5564506650115189764&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5564506650115189764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5564506650115189764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-did-not-grow-this.html' title='I did NOT grow this.'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpuHbNDK4qI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EJPfqKilQ68/s72-c/July+15,+%2707+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-6651178687637678731</id><published>2007-07-10T10:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:50:13.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Do you see what I see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Take a close look:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpPDpIbCt2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Ackfjhpw28/s1600-h/IMG_1518_r1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 340px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpPDpIbCt2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Ackfjhpw28/s400/IMG_1518_r1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085623515634382690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a hint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpPCaobCt1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/mTWefZ0ygoM/s1600-h/spools+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpPCaobCt1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/mTWefZ0ygoM/s400/spools+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085622167014651730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why is it that once you see something, you can't not see it every time it comes into view? There's also those eyes in the wood trim, that watch me in the 'ladies room', and the mold in the shape of the big dipper above my shower.&lt;br /&gt;Should I take the tree as a sign to go over the hill to do a little gambling? Or does it mean that it's time to repaint the bathroom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-6651178687637678731?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6651178687637678731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=6651178687637678731&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6651178687637678731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6651178687637678731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-see-what-i-see.html' title='Do you see what I see?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpPDpIbCt2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Ackfjhpw28/s72-c/IMG_1518_r1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-7380967586096574212</id><published>2007-07-07T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T18:28:59.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Very Hungry Caterpillars</title><content type='html'>Here's my weeping cherry tree.  At first glance, I thought the deer had been through, until it dawned on me that they don't have necks like a giraffe. Everything eaten was higher than their grazing level. Closer inspection revealed a couple of fat, juicy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caterpillars&lt;/span&gt; and their siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpAR8YbCtxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_gfGbF0scnA/s1600-h/red-hump+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpAR8YbCtxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_gfGbF0scnA/s400/red-hump+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084583708346988306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom was so brave to hand pick these ravenous &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;red-humped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;caterpillars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; off the branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpAR84bCtyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E2aCD5bNUBI/s1600-h/red-hump+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpAR84bCtyI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E2aCD5bNUBI/s400/red-hump+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084583716936922914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The woman at the nursery said, "Kill 'em." They're capable of doing a lot of damage. Options would be to remove them as Tom did, or spray with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spinosad&lt;/span&gt;. We're doing both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-7380967586096574212?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7380967586096574212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=7380967586096574212&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7380967586096574212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7380967586096574212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/very-hungry-caterpillars.html' title='Very Hungry Caterpillars'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RpAR8YbCtxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_gfGbF0scnA/s72-c/red-hump+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-7626935090537159881</id><published>2007-07-04T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T12:49:37.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Take a wok on the wild side.</title><content type='html'>It's all about the method. My parents showed me years ago how to make popcorn in the wok. Needs absolutely no shaking. Put the oil and popcorn in, turn up the heat, and let her go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rov3hIbCtvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DSnJTjo4eW8/s1600-h/IMG_1547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rov3hIbCtvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DSnJTjo4eW8/s400/IMG_1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083428752986388210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tim and Michele shared their secret recipe with us around the same time. Sprinkle with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vege&lt;/span&gt;-Sal and nutritional yeast (found at health food stores). Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rov3hobCtwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MQ32Wbdc4aA/s1600-h/IMG_1553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rov3hobCtwI/AAAAAAAAAFk/MQ32Wbdc4aA/s400/IMG_1553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083428761576322818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-7626935090537159881?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7626935090537159881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=7626935090537159881&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7626935090537159881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7626935090537159881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/take-wok-on-wild-side.html' title='Take a wok on the wild side.'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rov3hIbCtvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DSnJTjo4eW8/s72-c/IMG_1547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-4644006117746852013</id><published>2007-07-02T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T14:39:07.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Collin was concerned.</title><content type='html'>He pulled me aside and pointed to a  sticky  note I had put on the fridge -  'go online for weed' . Did he think I could find a connection that way? Time for intervention?  In reality, it was a reminder  for me to enter my  6'10" weed in the county fair.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rolmu4bCtuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZRi6IgK7SOg/s1600-h/weed+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rolmu4bCtuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZRi6IgK7SOg/s400/weed+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082706610070140642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been a little lax in my garden clean up, and now it may pay off. Rumor has it, first place rakes in $5.00. Jeff P. says he can hook me up with some abalone guts that will work wonders, if he can share in the glory. I think I can split the money, but I get the ribbon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-4644006117746852013?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4644006117746852013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=4644006117746852013&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4644006117746852013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4644006117746852013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/07/collin-was-concerned.html' title='Collin was concerned.'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rolmu4bCtuI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ZRi6IgK7SOg/s72-c/weed+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-6058040783996154696</id><published>2007-06-29T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T09:37:54.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Felted Pillow Top</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I'm more excited that I have a new pillow or the fact that I've finished a project  I started last September. This was my second attempt to knit something. The first was a scarf and both were done with the basic knit stitch. Very easy. Can't remember how many stitches were cast on -a lot. I used black wool yarn and a thin one that had flecks of color every few inches. It was enormous before I washed it about five times. Good thing it didn't have to be a certain size because it didn't come out square like I thought it would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoUk0IbCtsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kKVT4rynnZs/s1600-h/felted+pillow+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoUk0IbCtsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kKVT4rynnZs/s400/felted+pillow+top.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081508232590177986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a close up - lots of fun colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoUk0YbCttI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bfuKnfWAM8A/s1600-h/close+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoUk0YbCttI/AAAAAAAAAFM/bfuKnfWAM8A/s400/close+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081508236885145298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made a custom pillow form since it was such an unusual size. Instead of using fabric, I made it out of batting and stuffed it. Came out very smooth, not lumpy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe now I can justify starting a new project. Let me see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-6058040783996154696?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6058040783996154696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=6058040783996154696&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6058040783996154696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6058040783996154696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/felted-pillow-top.html' title='Felted Pillow Top'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoUk0IbCtsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/kKVT4rynnZs/s72-c/felted+pillow+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-4685404109764617492</id><published>2007-06-26T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T08:05:26.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Do you have Mike's number?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking he's my only hope to get rid of something I planted about three years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoEmxFRW3aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xeg62WKZT2U/s1600-h/mike+mulligan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoEmxFRW3aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xeg62WKZT2U/s400/mike+mulligan.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080384479321054626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Oriental Limelight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Artemisia&lt;/span&gt;. Memorize it. NEVER plant this, unless you have about 37 acres, or have a nice big pot. The first couple of years it looked nice - really full.  The third year I started ripping it out. I'll never be OLA free. It's popping up over five feet from the original spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoEmxVRW3bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Tj3iR6YciMI/s1600-h/ORIENTAL+LIMELIGHT+ARTEMISIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoEmxVRW3bI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Tj3iR6YciMI/s400/ORIENTAL+LIMELIGHT+ARTEMISIA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080384483616021938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lesson learned: Read pot labels carefully, and believe it.&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/5917893164827137909-4685404109764617492?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/4685404109764617492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=4685404109764617492&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4685404109764617492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/4685404109764617492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/do-you-have-mikes-number.html' title='Do you have Mike&apos;s number?'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RoEmxFRW3aI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Xeg62WKZT2U/s72-c/mike+mulligan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-7945868760802739224</id><published>2007-06-25T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T10:20:34.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Pa!</title><content type='html'>My father-in-law turns 80 today. We were fortunate to have all twelve children in attendance for his celebration recently. He's as active, funny, loving, and generous as ever. This picture is a bit small to see him clearly, but many have said over the years that he strongly resembles Paul Newman. All kids take after their father, in more ways than one. Quite an attractive bunch, wouldn't you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rn_nOlRW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pRmQqWkHn3s/s1600-h/Pa%27s+Birthday+with+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rn_nOlRW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pRmQqWkHn3s/s400/Pa%27s+Birthday+with+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080033142406307218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Left to right:  Steve, Sandy, Larry, Patti, Randy, Tim, Tom, KK, Bobby, Barbie, David, Brian. Center front: Birthday Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-7945868760802739224?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7945868760802739224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=7945868760802739224&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7945868760802739224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7945868760802739224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-pa.html' title='Happy Birthday Pa!'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rn_nOlRW3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pRmQqWkHn3s/s72-c/Pa%27s+Birthday+with+kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-7360252527744273067</id><published>2007-06-22T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T13:25:34.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Counting down...</title><content type='html'>Only 184 crafting days 'til Christmas. Looking at this tree skirt would appear that I'm really together, right? Wrong. Started this last fall and just finished it. It was simple to make, just a little time consuming. (Not to mention the fact that I forgot about it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnwpA1RW3WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KVzt2C6gDSY/s1600-h/tree+skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnwpA1RW3WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KVzt2C6gDSY/s320/tree+skirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078979574043696482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Materials:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;plain felt tree skirt - I got mine from Ben Franklin. It may have had some trim on it that I removed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;green ribbon  -  enough to go around the circumference - Attach with glue gun or fabric glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gold sequin trim - same amount as the ribbon - Glue on top the ribbon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gold beads - round ones for the center of the star shape and long ones for the other part. These were sewn one. You could try gluing them - I was afraid too much would ooze out and show.&lt;br /&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/5917893164827137909-7360252527744273067?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7360252527744273067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=7360252527744273067&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7360252527744273067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7360252527744273067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/counting-down.html' title='Counting down...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnwpA1RW3WI/AAAAAAAAAD0/KVzt2C6gDSY/s72-c/tree+skirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-5753571554688502198</id><published>2007-06-20T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T20:46:31.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Creamy Cilantro  Lime Dressing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rnnum1RW3RI/AAAAAAAAADE/DTSeNs0GVI4/s1600-h/Salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you like the cilantro/lime duo, you'll most likely go for this.  I kinda tried to recreate what I had recently while dining out. Not quite as good, but still yummy. Along with all the salad fixings, I  added some shredded pork roast that I cooked in the crock pot with lots of garlic and lime.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rnnum1RW3RI/AAAAAAAAADE/DTSeNs0GVI4/s1600-h/Salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rnnum1RW3RI/AAAAAAAAADE/DTSeNs0GVI4/s320/Salad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078352405739265298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ingredients for dressing:&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;1 T  Dijon mustard&lt;br /&gt;1- 1/2 cups fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;juice of one lime&lt;br /&gt;2 T white balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t fresh ground black pepper&lt;br /&gt;Combine everything in food processor until well blended. Cover and refrigerate at least 30 minutes. Serves 4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-5753571554688502198?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5753571554688502198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=5753571554688502198&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5753571554688502198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5753571554688502198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/creamy-cilantro-lime-dressing.html' title='Creamy Cilantro  Lime Dressing'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rnnum1RW3RI/AAAAAAAAADE/DTSeNs0GVI4/s72-c/Salad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-6239012077388047845</id><published>2007-06-16T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T07:13:26.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>What Lulu wants...</title><content type='html'>Lulu gets.  After she  saw what &lt;a href="http://funisinstyle.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-first-foray-into-sewing-with-felted.html"&gt;Dash and Fabio&lt;/a&gt; were sporting, she felt she simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;must  &lt;/span&gt;have a jacket of her own. I was more than happy to oblige.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnQS9lRW3QI/AAAAAAAAACw/l317wIe5_50/s1600-h/Lulu%27s+new+jacket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnQS9lRW3QI/AAAAAAAAACw/l317wIe5_50/s320/Lulu%27s+new+jacket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076703529139625218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Note: Lulu was not tortured in any way, in fact it's usually the other way around. She's a Jack Russell Terrier, for pity sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-6239012077388047845?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/6239012077388047845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=6239012077388047845&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6239012077388047845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/6239012077388047845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-lulu-wants.html' title='What Lulu wants...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnQS9lRW3QI/AAAAAAAAACw/l317wIe5_50/s72-c/Lulu%27s+new+jacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-8229932979424706124</id><published>2007-06-14T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:36:45.678-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collections'/><title type='text'>Feathered Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They  snubbed my offer of tract housing and extra spending money.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUk1RW3NI/AAAAAAAAACY/v5k1zKPK-ow/s1600-h/nest+village.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUk1RW3NI/AAAAAAAAACY/v5k1zKPK-ow/s320/nest+village.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075931246775164114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A room with a view was preferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUlFRW3OI/AAAAAAAAACg/Bo3ZDmJGTRw/s1600-h/hanging+plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUlFRW3OI/AAAAAAAAACg/Bo3ZDmJGTRw/s320/hanging+plant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075931251070131426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Five wee ones grew up and flew the coop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUlFRW3PI/AAAAAAAAACo/YP2OpZ8nJNQ/s1600-h/nest+in+plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUlFRW3PI/AAAAAAAAACo/YP2OpZ8nJNQ/s320/nest+in+plant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075931251070131442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: The plant survived. The jury is still out on what type of birds they were.&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/5917893164827137909-8229932979424706124?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8229932979424706124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=8229932979424706124&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/8229932979424706124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/8229932979424706124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/feathered-friends.html' title='Feathered Friends'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnFUk1RW3NI/AAAAAAAAACY/v5k1zKPK-ow/s72-c/nest+village.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-3348212255754887456</id><published>2007-06-13T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T09:12:42.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Garden Favorite</title><content type='html'>This  lovely shrub is  called Lavatera or Tree mallow.  I like that the flowers resemble a hollyhock, but the blooms last longer and doesn't need support like they do. They come in at least two colors that I've seen - this rose shade and also light pink. My garden book says they are difficult to transplant; untrue. Many of my plants have been moved numerous times, before finding their  'home'.  Does best in full sun and the deer weren't too interested in them when they were outside the garden fence.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnANXlRW3JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/psF-p0k-Z4A/s1600-h/lavetera.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnANXlRW3JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/psF-p0k-Z4A/s320/lavetera.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075571478839614610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-3348212255754887456?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/3348212255754887456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=3348212255754887456&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3348212255754887456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/3348212255754887456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/garden-favorite.html' title='Garden Favorite'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RnANXlRW3JI/AAAAAAAAAB4/psF-p0k-Z4A/s72-c/lavetera.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-57597558507612989</id><published>2007-06-12T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T07:29:10.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage'/><title type='text'>PAY DIRT!</title><content type='html'>It appears my mom's been holding out on me. After scouring local thrift stores for sewing goodies, I stopped by to pick up her old computer scanner. Once she heard what I'd been doing, she quickly started pulling fabric out and offering it to me. I  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;couldn't  &lt;/span&gt;decline -that would be rude.  After digging for a bit, she hit the mother lode. Check these out:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm6n9FRW3HI/AAAAAAAAABo/bHhhLAvIq5k/s1600-h/piece+-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm6n9FRW3HI/AAAAAAAAABo/bHhhLAvIq5k/s320/piece+-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075178497921965170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm6n9FRW3II/AAAAAAAAABw/0gHjezsVBOw/s1600-h/quilt+-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm6n9FRW3II/AAAAAAAAABw/0gHjezsVBOw/s320/quilt+-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075178497921965186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of these are a small portions of three 3'x4' pieces. A friend of my dad's mom, Effie Dean, made these 50 years ago and passed them to my mom. She had ideas for them when my sisters and I were young, but she also suffers from 'What was I doing?'. We both had smiles on our faces when I left - hers for giving, mine for receiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-57597558507612989?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/57597558507612989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=57597558507612989&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/57597558507612989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/57597558507612989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/pay-dirt.html' title='PAY DIRT!'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm6n9FRW3HI/AAAAAAAAABo/bHhhLAvIq5k/s72-c/piece+-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-8274013695622778774</id><published>2007-06-11T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T09:06:59.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Greek Frittata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm1q6VRW3EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DXKBHJL1KjM/s1600-h/fritata+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm1q6VRW3EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DXKBHJL1KjM/s320/fritata+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074829905491319874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend, Carol K, made a version of this while we were camping a few years ago. If you are serving a bunch of dainty eaters, this could feed four. I just ate half and might go back for more. Good with toast or placed on top a toasted bagel. Sometimes I use different veggies -depends what's on hand. It's also good with pesto, lightly spread on after the eggs are cooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saute over medium heat in olive oil:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup diced onion&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup diced red or green bell pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 zucchini - sliced&lt;br /&gt;handful of pine nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reduce heat and add:&lt;br /&gt;3 cloves of garlic - pressed&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chopped spinach&lt;br /&gt;Cook until spinach is wilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightly whip 2 eggs in bowl and add a splash of water. Pour over veggies. Sprinkle with feta cheese and sliced kalamata olives. Cover and cook 10-12 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-8274013695622778774?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/8274013695622778774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=8274013695622778774&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/8274013695622778774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/8274013695622778774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/greek-frittata.html' title='Greek Frittata'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/Rm1q6VRW3EI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DXKBHJL1KjM/s72-c/fritata+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-5708870736605740154</id><published>2007-06-09T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T07:53:47.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love to sew things. For those of you that don't know how, I'll let you in on a little secret. Doing alterations on pre-made clothing does not fit into that category.  I've discovered something I'd rather be doing than fixing a garment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/wrestle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/wrestle.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-5708870736605740154?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/5708870736605740154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=5708870736605740154&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5708870736605740154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/5708870736605740154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-2006485656712852390</id><published>2007-06-06T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T11:02:54.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>You say potato...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a potato that was left behind in my garden last fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmbwT1RW3BI/AAAAAAAAAA4/isGBIz0zPoU/s1600-h/garden+potato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmbwT1RW3BI/AAAAAAAAAA4/isGBIz0zPoU/s320/garden+potato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073006253787503634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Compare it to this one that's flourishing in my compost pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmbwUFRW3CI/AAAAAAAAABA/dYxTpfoxB0I/s1600-h/compost+potato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmbwUFRW3CI/AAAAAAAAABA/dYxTpfoxB0I/s320/compost+potato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073006258082470946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I either need to stop trying so hard or fertilize more often. Using the compost isn't an option as animals frequent the bin. There's always the produce aisle .&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/5917893164827137909-2006485656712852390?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/2006485656712852390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=2006485656712852390&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2006485656712852390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/2006485656712852390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-say-potato.html' title='You say potato...'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmbwT1RW3BI/AAAAAAAAAA4/isGBIz0zPoU/s72-c/garden+potato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5917893164827137909.post-7991410813327887151</id><published>2007-06-05T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T09:16:17.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gardening'/><title type='text'>Welcome Invader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmWIPlRW29I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6duJgbqclGw/s1600-h/May+2007+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmWIPlRW29I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6duJgbqclGw/s320/May+2007+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072610356587060178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;This sweet little flower is Blue Star Creeper. It was originally planted in two different borders around my lawn. I now have large covered areas in the grass that I couldn't get out, even if I wanted to. I  used to sit, carefully digging out the wayward violets, dandelions, and the small chunks of this guy. Too bad it can't choke out the ever-pushy crabgrass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5917893164827137909-7991410813327887151?l=t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/feeds/7991410813327887151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5917893164827137909&amp;postID=7991410813327887151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7991410813327887151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5917893164827137909/posts/default/7991410813327887151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://t-whatwasidoing.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-invader.html' title='Welcome Invader'/><author><name>Tracie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04846205240589769415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://tracieann60.googlepages.com/GlueGun.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BTO-1jkPILY/RmWIPlRW29I/AAAAAAAAAAM/6duJgbqclGw/s72-c/May+2007+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
