<?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-7956834829538083631</id><updated>2012-02-08T08:01:44.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>popsquabble j</title><subtitle type='html'>A dash of literature, a dollop of yarn, a pinch of seeds, a spoonful of spice, a cup of paint and a very large piece of chocolate!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>160</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5159647086589144445</id><published>2012-02-07T14:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:28:22.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovering Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol-wwnCcV58/TzF5nsIByKI/AAAAAAAABbA/PyTBFvWpVUA/s1600/beginning%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol-wwnCcV58/TzF5nsIByKI/AAAAAAAABbA/PyTBFvWpVUA/s400/beginning%2B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706475925621819554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;  Explore. Dream. Discover.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;--Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5159647086589144445?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5159647086589144445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5159647086589144445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5159647086589144445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5159647086589144445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2012/02/discovering-dreams.html' title='Discovering Dreams'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol-wwnCcV58/TzF5nsIByKI/AAAAAAAABbA/PyTBFvWpVUA/s72-c/beginning%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1080290806186997894</id><published>2012-02-03T10:55:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T11:20:30.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooming True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnc0zTR4r2o/TywD4ZlmDuI/AAAAAAAABa0/BxuEnMcVfnQ/s1600/static_participation_140x140.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnc0zTR4r2o/TywD4ZlmDuI/AAAAAAAABa0/BxuEnMcVfnQ/s400/static_participation_140x140.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704939095447703266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Monday, I'll be embarking on a creative journey led by artist &lt;a href="http://www.florasbowley.com/"&gt;Flora Bowley&lt;/a&gt;.  I've been interested in her work since I first saw it through &lt;a href="https://www.papayaart.com/"&gt;Papaya!&lt;/a&gt;.  Now, she's teaching an &lt;a href="http://braveintuitiveyou.com/e-course/"&gt;e-course&lt;/a&gt; on intuitive creativity and being brave.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start painting and getting messy and uncovering a little more of my creative self!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-1080290806186997894?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1080290806186997894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1080290806186997894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1080290806186997894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1080290806186997894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2012/02/blooming-true.html' title='Blooming True'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dnc0zTR4r2o/TywD4ZlmDuI/AAAAAAAABa0/BxuEnMcVfnQ/s72-c/static_participation_140x140.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8839595670493156915</id><published>2011-12-21T13:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:00:00.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope your holidays are full of merry brightness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqE6X7Dzw2E/TvIsZ10GrrI/AAAAAAAABac/SU51JbEIrVY/s1600/Xmastree02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqE6X7Dzw2E/TvIsZ10GrrI/AAAAAAAABac/SU51JbEIrVY/s400/Xmastree02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688658101776330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;--we painted our own Christmas tree this year--  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-8839595670493156915?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8839595670493156915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8839595670493156915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8839595670493156915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8839595670493156915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hqE6X7Dzw2E/TvIsZ10GrrI/AAAAAAAABac/SU51JbEIrVY/s72-c/Xmastree02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1368613635306342094</id><published>2011-10-28T08:51:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:03:56.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet &amp; Spooky</title><content type='html'>We decorated a haunted house this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was made out of chocolate cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGv2QQ6vVfk/Tqql6e8_tsI/AAAAAAAABY4/UFxHOaEEIN8/s1600/hauntedhouse01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGv2QQ6vVfk/Tqql6e8_tsI/AAAAAAAABY4/UFxHOaEEIN8/s400/hauntedhouse01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668525505159083714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LODMktS47XA/TqqmFi_nUmI/AAAAAAAABZE/IhDcwRHcyS0/s1600/hauntedhouse04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LODMktS47XA/TqqmFi_nUmI/AAAAAAAABZE/IhDcwRHcyS0/s400/hauntedhouse04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668525695222370914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lots and lots of frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OdTwny5-r8/TqqmQvUyz0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/QdSGsnZD1qU/s1600/hauntedhouse02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8OdTwny5-r8/TqqmQvUyz0I/AAAAAAAABZQ/QdSGsnZD1qU/s400/hauntedhouse02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668525887510990658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went a little overboard with the frosting and it was delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a spooky-ooky, happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-1368613635306342094?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1368613635306342094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1368613635306342094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1368613635306342094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1368613635306342094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-spooky.html' title='Sweet &amp; Spooky'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rGv2QQ6vVfk/Tqql6e8_tsI/AAAAAAAABY4/UFxHOaEEIN8/s72-c/hauntedhouse01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3690489502001886504</id><published>2011-10-05T10:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:30:20.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Tote</title><content type='html'>I used some of the remaining &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/10/sewing-project-pillows.html"&gt;pillow&lt;/a&gt; fabric to make a tiny tote for Brianna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBbu2U3yrTk/ToxpqkyQ4SI/AAAAAAAABYw/HUZ_VV0YDrY/s1600/Tiny%2BTote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBbu2U3yrTk/ToxpqkyQ4SI/AAAAAAAABYw/HUZ_VV0YDrY/s400/Tiny%2BTote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660015011847790882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to like this sewing thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3690489502001886504?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3690489502001886504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3690489502001886504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3690489502001886504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3690489502001886504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/10/tiny-tote.html' title='Tiny Tote'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBbu2U3yrTk/ToxpqkyQ4SI/AAAAAAAABYw/HUZ_VV0YDrY/s72-c/Tiny%2BTote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5182170244126602043</id><published>2011-10-04T16:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T17:34:23.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2-QXs4mnuw/Totxxj33evI/AAAAAAAABYo/3bec9Rdb6Is/s1600/MidnightGarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2-QXs4mnuw/Totxxj33evI/AAAAAAAABYo/3bec9Rdb6Is/s400/MidnightGarden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659742452978252530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious iced mocha with lavender, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This yummy drink is called Midnight Garden or Moonlight Garden (I can never remember, but it's my favorite).  So, thank you &lt;a href="http://www.rrcoffee.com/"&gt;River Rock Coffee&lt;/a&gt; for making something I can't stop drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5182170244126602043?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5182170244126602043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5182170244126602043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5182170244126602043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5182170244126602043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/10/chillin.html' title='Chillin&apos;'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b2-QXs4mnuw/Totxxj33evI/AAAAAAAABYo/3bec9Rdb6Is/s72-c/MidnightGarden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3247302881408357042</id><published>2011-10-03T12:48:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T13:26:39.795-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Project: Pillows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEH6GtSj4YI/TonqEXsl0OI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Uxd5oPvm4j0/s1600/Pillow01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEH6GtSj4YI/TonqEXsl0OI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Uxd5oPvm4j0/s400/Pillow01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659311767569158370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took another class at &lt;a href="http://www.craftyplanet.com/"&gt;Crafty Planet&lt;/a&gt; and this time I made pillows.  We made inserts first with muslin and poly-fil and then we made the covers with invisible zippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbSYxcpc-Gk/TonqJAWp9FI/AAAAAAAABYY/qISCIq18jiE/s1600/Pillow02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbSYxcpc-Gk/TonqJAWp9FI/AAAAAAAABYY/qISCIq18jiE/s400/Pillow02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659311847202485330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I wanted to make pillows (besides the fact that you can never have enough pillows) is that our couch is an &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/"&gt;Ikea&lt;/a&gt; couch.  It's tiny and easily transportable (which fits into our current nomadic existence), but it needs a little extra help in the comfy department.  Hence, the pillows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-wK_ThLagc/TonqNg70EWI/AAAAAAAABYg/624L-TBMJ-s/s1600/Pillow03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4-wK_ThLagc/TonqNg70EWI/AAAAAAAABYg/624L-TBMJ-s/s400/Pillow03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659311924667748706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the only question is what do I sew next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3247302881408357042?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3247302881408357042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3247302881408357042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3247302881408357042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3247302881408357042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/10/sewing-project-pillows.html' title='Sewing Project: Pillows'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEH6GtSj4YI/TonqEXsl0OI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Uxd5oPvm4j0/s72-c/Pillow01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6100012350725796969</id><published>2011-09-23T22:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T23:20:04.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waves and Pagodas</title><content type='html'>Tonight, while I browsed through my photo collections, I ran across photos of two paintings I did a little over a year ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first I painted for my mother who loves the ocean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50g3vgITIMA/Tn1FHqs1evI/AAAAAAAABXY/9G4YUbxBLwA/s1600/WaveDreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50g3vgITIMA/Tn1FHqs1evI/AAAAAAAABXY/9G4YUbxBLwA/s400/WaveDreams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655752705070955250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the second one, I painted it with the idea of a secret place to go and dream extraordinary dreams.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to imagine that I'm in this painting somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe on the starlit path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57CUQ8NhZz8/Tn1FAzTdiUI/AAAAAAAABXI/wSrBwzBYUgc/s1600/DreamPagoda01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-57CUQ8NhZz8/Tn1FAzTdiUI/AAAAAAAABXI/wSrBwzBYUgc/s400/DreamPagoda01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655752587121363266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the dreaming pagoda itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJzubq_SOK4/Tn1FD_7ywAI/AAAAAAAABXQ/o80kXnWr8i0/s1600/DreamPagoda02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJzubq_SOK4/Tn1FD_7ywAI/AAAAAAAABXQ/o80kXnWr8i0/s400/DreamPagoda02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655752642051358722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe resting on the hill, staring at the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6100012350725796969?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6100012350725796969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6100012350725796969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6100012350725796969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6100012350725796969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/09/waves-and-pagodas.html' title='Waves and Pagodas'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50g3vgITIMA/Tn1FHqs1evI/AAAAAAAABXY/9G4YUbxBLwA/s72-c/WaveDreams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-9102712420292487330</id><published>2011-09-16T16:06:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T17:19:33.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration Blooming</title><content type='html'>We visited &lt;a href="http://www.comozooconservatory.org/"&gt;Como Park&lt;/a&gt; yesterday.  I wanted to see the conservatory and all of the gardens.  Many times I like taking inspiration (for my paintings) from the shapes and textures of plants and flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQh2DNOgMZE/TnOvjCVajrI/AAAAAAAABW4/PSoGAouR5I8/s1600/Como07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQh2DNOgMZE/TnOvjCVajrI/AAAAAAAABW4/PSoGAouR5I8/s400/Como07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653054973737078450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbep-I8-5IQ/TnOxfJQy9kI/AAAAAAAABXA/JgCS7nbgh9A/s1600/Como08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbep-I8-5IQ/TnOxfJQy9kI/AAAAAAAABXA/JgCS7nbgh9A/s400/Como08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653057105900533314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvPZ-EXDeHc/TnOvfDPiAEI/AAAAAAAABWw/MtITzH0SjyY/s1600/Como06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvPZ-EXDeHc/TnOvfDPiAEI/AAAAAAAABWw/MtITzH0SjyY/s400/Como06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653054905261359170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usjImDSvcWA/TnOtA_E5jJI/AAAAAAAABWQ/79vAe2m6X1A/s1600/Como02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-usjImDSvcWA/TnOtA_E5jJI/AAAAAAAABWQ/79vAe2m6X1A/s400/Como02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653052189723692178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nvRbKQqB1yU/TnOvajb4CmI/AAAAAAAABWo/jeP23xQ4BUQ/s1600/Como05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nvRbKQqB1yU/TnOvajb4CmI/AAAAAAAABWo/jeP23xQ4BUQ/s400/Como05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653054828003723874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Unqu6C79Lvk/TnOs95a6h2I/AAAAAAAABWI/56KvbxAtaPg/s1600/Como01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Unqu6C79Lvk/TnOs95a6h2I/AAAAAAAABWI/56KvbxAtaPg/s400/Como01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653052136665810786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of the day was walking into the &lt;a href="http://www.comozooconservatory.org/attractions/gardens/sunken-gardens/#/info"&gt;Sunken Garden&lt;/a&gt; and being enveloped by fragrance.  Amazing!  It smelled so wonderful that I could have sat in there the entire afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XB-lQCOv1hg/TnOtE9_3VVI/AAAAAAAABWY/R-naqEEGsWU/s1600/Como03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XB-lQCOv1hg/TnOtE9_3VVI/AAAAAAAABWY/R-naqEEGsWU/s400/Como03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653052258153616722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm... I wonder how much it would cost to build my very own conservatory?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-9102712420292487330?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/9102712420292487330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=9102712420292487330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/9102712420292487330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/9102712420292487330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspiration-blooming.html' title='Inspiration Blooming'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQh2DNOgMZE/TnOvjCVajrI/AAAAAAAABW4/PSoGAouR5I8/s72-c/Como07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1624684164908398212</id><published>2011-09-01T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:07:05.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="640" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-ICpS7Ahp9o?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-1624684164908398212?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1624684164908398212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1624684164908398212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1624684164908398212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1624684164908398212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/09/listening-to.html' title='Listening to...'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-ICpS7Ahp9o/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6202260926820377058</id><published>2011-08-25T11:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:22:01.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax</title><content type='html'>I got this from the &lt;a href="http://www.kripalu.org/"&gt;Kripalu&lt;/a&gt; website.  They got it from &lt;a href="http://www.colorsinmotion.com/"&gt;Colors in Motion&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I felt relaxed after I watched it.  So, if you need a moment to yourself, just put it on full screen and unwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/19967176?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="640" height="360" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6202260926820377058?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6202260926820377058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6202260926820377058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6202260926820377058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6202260926820377058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/08/relax.html' title='Relax'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6252389839283173947</id><published>2011-08-22T18:09:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:33:49.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' The Canvas</title><content type='html'>I picked up a bunch of canvases over the weekend and started laying down the paint.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on three of them.  Usually, I have a clear idea of what I'm going to paint, but I've been taking a more spontaneous approach lately.  I've even gone as far as simply closing my eyes and blindly picking a paint color.  Basically, I'm giving myself up to the fun of improvisation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KZEYnB4MPM/TlLUdScVktI/AAAAAAAABVw/COCwhFoZD9k/s1600/BluePaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KZEYnB4MPM/TlLUdScVktI/AAAAAAAABVw/COCwhFoZD9k/s400/BluePaint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643806882680640210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RV8mHIzoeOc/TlLUZgDYJ3I/AAAAAAAABVo/xcSxBN4kFcE/s1600/RedPaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RV8mHIzoeOc/TlLUZgDYJ3I/AAAAAAAABVo/xcSxBN4kFcE/s400/RedPaint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643806817614571378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SijDpRGP28w/TlLUp05FwGI/AAAAAAAABV4/gUTIcmWVLuI/s1600/Lotus01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SijDpRGP28w/TlLUp05FwGI/AAAAAAAABV4/gUTIcmWVLuI/s400/Lotus01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643807098086473826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the paintings are in their infancy right now.  I'm looking forward to seeing where they end up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently painted the one below with my cousin Brianna (she's 3 1/2).  She happily smeared paint all over the canvas.  I think her favorite part, however, was spraying the canvas with water.  She couldn't get enough of that.  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; favorite part was listening to her explain (very seriously) to Jonathan about each step we took to create the painting.  It was really, really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIvS-oZkE7A/TlLUyFfgJRI/AAAAAAAABWA/bNkR-Zs1knw/s1600/BriannaPaint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tIvS-oZkE7A/TlLUyFfgJRI/AAAAAAAABWA/bNkR-Zs1knw/s400/BriannaPaint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643807239981507858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6252389839283173947?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6252389839283173947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6252389839283173947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6252389839283173947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6252389839283173947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/08/workin-canvas.html' title='Workin&apos; The Canvas'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4KZEYnB4MPM/TlLUdScVktI/AAAAAAAABVw/COCwhFoZD9k/s72-c/BluePaint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5121198373234170807</id><published>2011-08-12T13:37:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T13:57:05.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>I've been on vacation, spending my days with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the roasting of marshmallows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3d9pqo7wV58/TkVlhkn8EsI/AAAAAAAABUw/xAEI2xUotF0/s1600/Smore04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3d9pqo7wV58/TkVlhkn8EsI/AAAAAAAABUw/xAEI2xUotF0/s400/Smore04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640025735792693954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the enjoyment of s'mores... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3EBVKM3AM0/TkVl2P2ZF5I/AAAAAAAABU4/d46Xy1gw6Q0/s1600/Smore01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i3EBVKM3AM0/TkVl2P2ZF5I/AAAAAAAABU4/d46Xy1gw6Q0/s400/Smore01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640026090993424274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by the eventual &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;marshmallow-in-hair&lt;/span&gt; experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFaabx9T4IU/TkVmXyusToI/AAAAAAAABVA/PLjlGRZdswU/s1600/Smore02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SFaabx9T4IU/TkVmXyusToI/AAAAAAAABVA/PLjlGRZdswU/s400/Smore02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640026667292053122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also the working at &lt;a href="http://www.gencon.com/2011/indy/default.aspx"&gt;GenCon&lt;/a&gt; peddling both Stratego...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2MZ6fOoVH4/TkVnEyHxFBI/AAAAAAAABVI/L5q_4BG2Pxc/s1600/Stratego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2MZ6fOoVH4/TkVnEyHxFBI/AAAAAAAABVI/L5q_4BG2Pxc/s400/Stratego.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640027440222901266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Stomple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0z8be7oy1k4/TkVnMmbbO4I/AAAAAAAABVQ/FXabaafo75o/s1600/Stomple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0z8be7oy1k4/TkVnMmbbO4I/AAAAAAAABVQ/FXabaafo75o/s400/Stomple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640027574523083650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All while fighting beholders and dire wolves and giant, ugly trolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHoQkXE69Uo/TkVniZkdV6I/AAAAAAAABVY/iJ4eXifEw98/s1600/Troll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GHoQkXE69Uo/TkVniZkdV6I/AAAAAAAABVY/iJ4eXifEw98/s400/Troll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640027949028431778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly, though, it was great passing time with my husband, my parents and my bestest, little friend while enjoying the beauty of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPaLFAY4VmI/TkVoaxA9yII/AAAAAAAABVg/iU0SV-a8o8I/s1600/Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aPaLFAY4VmI/TkVoaxA9yII/AAAAAAAABVg/iU0SV-a8o8I/s400/Flower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640028917394688130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5121198373234170807?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5121198373234170807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5121198373234170807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5121198373234170807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5121198373234170807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3d9pqo7wV58/TkVlhkn8EsI/AAAAAAAABUw/xAEI2xUotF0/s72-c/Smore04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8392400173598875638</id><published>2011-07-21T09:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T10:09:14.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious Brianna</title><content type='html'>This post is mainly for my 3 1/2 year old cousin.  She loves Curious George.  So, I'm putting this &lt;a href="http://jackjohnsonmusic.com/home"&gt;Jack Johnson&lt;/a&gt; video up for her.  Of course, everyone else is welcome to enjoy it too.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your whimsy out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="640" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dqUdI4AIDF0?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-8392400173598875638?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8392400173598875638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8392400173598875638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8392400173598875638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8392400173598875638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/curious-brianna.html' title='Curious Brianna'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dqUdI4AIDF0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1768578956270559232</id><published>2011-07-20T13:33:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:05:00.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Sewed A Tote</title><content type='html'>I mentioned &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/staying-put.html"&gt;earlier&lt;/a&gt; that I was taking my first sewing class soon.  Well, I took it and loved it!  I had a great time and created an awesome tote in the process.  The instructor made everything seem really easy and even when I messed up (which I did--several times) she told me how to fix the issue(s) quickly and painlessly.  No drama!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the tote (you can click on the pics to see the fabric better).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlYQCSpujNk/TicTGeaE6-I/AAAAAAAABUQ/cXTtqpY9q1U/s1600/ToteRedSide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlYQCSpujNk/TicTGeaE6-I/AAAAAAAABUQ/cXTtqpY9q1U/s400/ToteRedSide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631490861012675554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's reversible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4X4aKUfgYI/TicTAf4aJfI/AAAAAAAABUI/qtwTeZtKWWM/s1600/ToteNinjaSide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b4X4aKUfgYI/TicTAf4aJfI/AAAAAAAABUI/qtwTeZtKWWM/s400/ToteNinjaSide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631490758329116146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hidden beneath the fabric is some durable canvas, so the tote is pretty darn sturdy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to signing up for another class at &lt;a href="http://www.craftyplanet.com/"&gt;Crafty Planet&lt;/a&gt; and soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-1768578956270559232?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1768578956270559232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1768578956270559232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1768578956270559232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1768578956270559232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-sewed-tote.html' title='I Sewed A Tote'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlYQCSpujNk/TicTGeaE6-I/AAAAAAAABUQ/cXTtqpY9q1U/s72-c/ToteRedSide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3475008211575083160</id><published>2011-07-19T13:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T13:33:19.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Hot</title><content type='html'>It's so hot right now, I think I might melt.  This heatwave has been going on for a few days, but it does make for a good excuse to stay indoors and watch movies.  We escaped the heat on Sunday and watched the final Harry Potter film.  Definitely worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also looking forward to seeing this film in December when it's frosty, cold and snowy. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/kSOvfsa6Vij9xBfeVy08oA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/kSOvfsa6Vij9xBfeVy08oA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I need some ice cold lemonade now.  Try and stay cool everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3475008211575083160?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3475008211575083160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3475008211575083160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3475008211575083160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3475008211575083160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-hot.html' title='Too Hot'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4221356924808085305</id><published>2011-07-18T09:38:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T11:56:19.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushing On: Adam Turman Prints</title><content type='html'>Last summer while visiting the &lt;a href="http://www.mnbookarts.org/"&gt;MCBA&lt;/a&gt;, I noticed a collection of postcards in their shop.  As I rifled through them I found myself smiling with delight.  I bought four on the spot, left the shop and then returned five minutes later to buy four more.  These postcards were bold, vivid and, apparently, irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of postcards could make a person smile like a loon and buy eight in one day?  Ones with &lt;a href="http://www.adamturman.com/"&gt;Adam Turman's&lt;/a&gt; artwork printed on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Turman is a graphic artist based out of the Twin Cities.  Many of his illustrations and designs depict the things I love (cycling, the Cities) in a way that simply makes me happy when I see them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1c8wQjTVB8o/TiQ4OCQuhyI/AAAAAAAABTA/wgRIv06BVcs/s1600/Blog_CycleMinnesota.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1c8wQjTVB8o/TiQ4OCQuhyI/AAAAAAAABTA/wgRIv06BVcs/s400/Blog_CycleMinnesota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630687247896315682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;© AdamTurman.com 2011. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uhWt-G1Wg8/TiQ4pUoM6dI/AAAAAAAABTI/xSksBy6KY-E/s1600/Blog_Bridges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9uhWt-G1Wg8/TiQ4pUoM6dI/AAAAAAAABTI/xSksBy6KY-E/s400/Blog_Bridges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630687716683082194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;© AdamTurman.com 2011. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1s5XK3C9hI/TiQ4_YaXiMI/AAAAAAAABTQ/RtvBzUzeGnQ/s1600/Blog_EnjoyTheRide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s1s5XK3C9hI/TiQ4_YaXiMI/AAAAAAAABTQ/RtvBzUzeGnQ/s400/Blog_EnjoyTheRide.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630688095655921858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;© AdamTurman.com 2011. All rights reserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's been a year since I found those postcards, I still can't get enough of his work!  If you want to see more prints, and I know you do, go to &lt;a href="http://mnbikingvikings.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-spy-adam-turman-prints.html"&gt;Minnesota, Our Home&lt;/a&gt; (I've put a few up there too) or Adam Turman's &lt;a href="http://adamturman.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-4221356924808085305?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4221356924808085305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4221356924808085305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4221356924808085305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4221356924808085305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/crushing-on-adam-turman-prints.html' title='Crushing On: Adam Turman Prints'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1c8wQjTVB8o/TiQ4OCQuhyI/AAAAAAAABTA/wgRIv06BVcs/s72-c/Blog_CycleMinnesota.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7192590871336994868</id><published>2011-07-15T08:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T08:43:08.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did He Say?</title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying that British literature, television and film are three of my favorite things.  That's why I laugh every time I see this SNL skit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/J1BJ2ezwoNUDhu9nyQUwFQ"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/J1BJ2ezwoNUDhu9nyQUwFQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so true and hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7192590871336994868?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7192590871336994868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7192590871336994868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7192590871336994868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7192590871336994868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-did-he-say.html' title='What Did He Say?'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6490346505739219552</id><published>2011-07-14T06:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T07:06:39.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Layering The Paint And Buddha's Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lately, I've been experimenting with layers.  I paint a layer of color on the canvas, I spray the canvas with water, I wait until it dries and then I add another layer.  Unfortunately, I don't have a workspace with a hard, okay-to-get-messy floor and I don't think my landlord would appreciate me dripping paint all over the carpet, so I do all the messy work in the bathtub.  That means cleaning up the paint after each spraying (so it doesn't stain).  Result: my bathtub has never been cleaner!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my latest painting.  It's still in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHvuxemEELE/Th7CHPFt3rI/AAAAAAAABS4/WQ2I5BuxyQI/s1600/lotus01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHvuxemEELE/Th7CHPFt3rI/AAAAAAAABS4/WQ2I5BuxyQI/s400/lotus01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629150013825081010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to share--here's another painting I did this spring.  This one doesn't have the layering effect.  I started playing with that technique soon after I painted this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RA90CNSIhQg/Th7B35QsfCI/AAAAAAAABSw/yfDhdjWdTc8/s1600/BuddhasGarden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RA90CNSIhQg/Th7B35QsfCI/AAAAAAAABSw/yfDhdjWdTc8/s400/BuddhasGarden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629149750267509794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Buddha's Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I am listening to this song right now . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/u9TlDXSQfs0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="510" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6490346505739219552?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6490346505739219552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6490346505739219552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6490346505739219552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6490346505739219552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/layering-paint-and-buddhas-garden.html' title='Layering The Paint And Buddha&apos;s Garden'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CHvuxemEELE/Th7CHPFt3rI/AAAAAAAABS4/WQ2I5BuxyQI/s72-c/lotus01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1252415609496180849</id><published>2011-07-13T06:13:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T06:48:56.719-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>I am loving this short animated film by French filmmaker, &lt;a href="http://www.joannalurie.com/"&gt;Joanna Lurie&lt;/a&gt;.  It's called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Le Silence Sous L'Ecorce&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Silence Beneath the Bark&lt;/span&gt;) and it's exquisite.  At times the animation reminds me of something from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Studio_Ghibli"&gt;Studio Ghibli&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/17794275?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" width="640" height="360" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-1252415609496180849?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1252415609496180849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1252415609496180849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1252415609496180849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1252415609496180849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2379852795561488694</id><published>2011-07-12T06:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T08:06:28.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time</title><content type='html'>I've been devouring fairy tale anthologies of late--mostly edited by &lt;a href="http://www.terriwindling.com/"&gt;Terri Windling&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.datlow.com/"&gt;Ellen Datlow&lt;/a&gt;.  Their anthologies are modern interpretations of the old tales and they're not for the faint of heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like folk and fairy tales, here are some of Windling and Datlow's collections that I've enjoyed :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Beastly Bride&lt;/span&gt; . . . stories about shapechangers (like werewolves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Coyote Road&lt;/span&gt; . . . trickster stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Green Man&lt;/span&gt; . . . stories of the ancient forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Faery Reel&lt;/span&gt; . . . fairy stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm reading books from their older anthology series which takes stories like Cinderella and Snow White and reinterprets them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Snow White, Blood Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Black Thorn, White Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Black Swan, White Raven &lt;/span&gt;(reading)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Silver Birch, Blood Moon&lt;/span&gt; (read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Black Heart, Ivory Bones&lt;/span&gt; (read)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading all these fairy tales makes me want to go adventuring in the Black Forest, but it'd probably be safer to eat some Black Forest Cake instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2379852795561488694?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2379852795561488694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2379852795561488694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2379852795561488694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2379852795561488694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-59706445443273877</id><published>2011-07-11T06:16:00.031-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T09:15:02.608-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crushing On: Papaya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIjp2pNdkw/ThrPn1QEA3I/AAAAAAAABR4/IdzOuKHWJ9w/s1600/3inchLogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIjp2pNdkw/ThrPn1QEA3I/AAAAAAAABR4/IdzOuKHWJ9w/s400/3inchLogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628038967569154930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen something and immediately fallen in love with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened to me when I first saw &lt;a href="https://www.papayaart.com/home"&gt;Papaya's&lt;/a&gt; glittering art panels.  I was instantly smitten.  It was 2007 and I had recently taken some tentative steps towards reclaiming my own creativity.  I think that's partially why I loved the art panels--they were filled with inspiring energy.  Soon my own creative space was decorated with three of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYe60WfXurk/ThrSNUSEO3I/AAAAAAAABSI/fUKrw0-uWjA/s1600/AB0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HYe60WfXurk/ThrSNUSEO3I/AAAAAAAABSI/fUKrw0-uWjA/s400/AB0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628041810577472370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cGahyn6ZKw/ThrSRBeAjxI/AAAAAAAABSQ/yemfj_ootUg/s1600/AB0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cGahyn6ZKw/ThrSRBeAjxI/AAAAAAAABSQ/yemfj_ootUg/s400/AB0078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628041874246766354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q160D_WUsZI/ThrSJ6P9PFI/AAAAAAAABSA/PJ_xW6-KkO8/s1600/AB0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q160D_WUsZI/ThrSJ6P9PFI/AAAAAAAABSA/PJ_xW6-KkO8/s400/AB0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628041752049695826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is &lt;a href="https://www.papayaart.com/home"&gt;Papaya!&lt;/a&gt; exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a creative company started by a mother (Gina Katkin) and a daughter (Anahata Katkin).  In the beginning they mainly used &lt;a href="http://www.anahataart.com/"&gt;Anahata Katkin's&lt;/a&gt; journal art for the cards and decorative prints they sold. They even glittered everything by hand (click &lt;a href="http://www.papayablog.com/2010/03/ginakatkin.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a great blog post interview with Gina Katkin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonderful thing is that Papaya! has grown more amazing with every passing year.  They continue to expand their product lines with everything from &lt;a href="https://www.papayaart.com/category/H2OB/Water-Bottles/1.html"&gt;water bottles&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="https://www.papayaart.com/category/LUXE/Luxe-Totes/1.html"&gt;luxe totes&lt;/a&gt;.  Anahata Katkin's art remains at the center of the Papaya! universe, but they've also incorporated the works of other artists, including &lt;a href="http://www.sabrinawardharrison.com/ee/"&gt;Sabrina Ward Harrison&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.florasbowley.com/"&gt;Flora Bowley&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've even opened a &lt;a href="https://www.papayaart.com/papayaliving"&gt;retail space&lt;/a&gt; in Ashland, Oregon.  Unfortunately, it's almost 2,000 miles from my current location.  Private jet, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love most about Papaya! is the genuineness of their work.  Their products are filled with true artistry.  They don't just slap something together for a quick buck.  They create authentic beauty. That's why, after all these years, I'm still crushing on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6nsfex6f6c/ThrTcd_0izI/AAAAAAAABSo/QddD2H97iKc/s1600/dateplr_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6nsfex6f6c/ThrTcd_0izI/AAAAAAAABSo/QddD2H97iKc/s400/dateplr_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628043170394966834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOI4NfoYLnQ/ThrTYaAeSqI/AAAAAAAABSg/0mCTQigp_SQ/s1600/B001_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FOI4NfoYLnQ/ThrTYaAeSqI/AAAAAAAABSg/0mCTQigp_SQ/s400/B001_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628043100604484258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBwHW-IxhnQ/ThrTTAtbhVI/AAAAAAAABSY/ihgEkhLc5k0/s1600/LL_J.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBwHW-IxhnQ/ThrTTAtbhVI/AAAAAAAABSY/ihgEkhLc5k0/s400/LL_J.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628043007914378578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;**all images courtesy of Papaya!**&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/7956834829538083631-59706445443273877?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/59706445443273877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=59706445443273877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/59706445443273877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/59706445443273877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/crushing-on-papaya.html' title='Crushing On: Papaya!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rVIjp2pNdkw/ThrPn1QEA3I/AAAAAAAABR4/IdzOuKHWJ9w/s72-c/3inchLogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6201454755169965937</id><published>2011-07-07T14:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T15:32:21.999-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Put</title><content type='html'>I contemplated starting a new blog, but I've decided to stay put.  Instead, I just updated it a bit.  I also hope to be a bit more diligent in my blogging and write more about everything that interests me (like books filled with adventure and chocolate cookies dipped in chocolate) and everything that I'm doing (painting, writing and taking classes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of classes, I'm taking my first sewing class next week.  I haven't sewn since 7th grade Home Economics.  How did I sew that neon pink apron, anyway?  I've completely forgotten.   The class is being held at &lt;a href="http://www.craftyplanet.com/"&gt;Crafty Planet&lt;/a&gt;.  They carry so many beautiful, whimsical and kitschy fabrics.  I've been looking forward to this for months.  Their classes fill up so fast that it took a couple tries before I actually scored a spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking the &lt;a href="http://www.craftyplanet.com/mtarchives/events/000332.html"&gt;Sew A Tote&lt;/a&gt; class.  I've already chosen the fabrics.  I went for a super-fun-ninja design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIVsWfUq_k4/ThYGLx3ZcZI/AAAAAAAABRw/1kvZrb8C01c/s1600/ToteFabrics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIVsWfUq_k4/ThYGLx3ZcZI/AAAAAAAABRw/1kvZrb8C01c/s400/ToteFabrics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626691583880032658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bolder fabric on the left will be the outside and the fabric on the right will be the inside (the characters are little ninjas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6201454755169965937?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6201454755169965937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6201454755169965937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6201454755169965937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6201454755169965937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/07/staying-put.html' title='Staying Put'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIVsWfUq_k4/ThYGLx3ZcZI/AAAAAAAABRw/1kvZrb8C01c/s72-c/ToteFabrics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7885645710757808524</id><published>2011-05-31T00:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:10:41.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>I think this blog might go through some changes soon.  I'm not really sure what my plan is yet.  But for now, you can catch me at &lt;a href="http://www.mnbikingvikings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Minnesota, Our Home&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7885645710757808524?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7885645710757808524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7885645710757808524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7885645710757808524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7885645710757808524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/05/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5370624711222703142</id><published>2011-02-12T14:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T14:53:34.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knits and Clix</title><content type='html'>My parents sent me some pics of my little cousin.  She's wearing some of the knits I've made her this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knitted this hat for her out of a bunch of different yarn scraps and then I felted it and added the flower patch.  As you can see she's also holding one of her favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSzb1R-d55g/TVbh-ClNI_I/AAAAAAAABOE/a8k7q73r_2o/s1600/Brianna02121104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSzb1R-d55g/TVbh-ClNI_I/AAAAAAAABOE/a8k7q73r_2o/s400/Brianna02121104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572890044878627826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hat and multicolored sweater are both made from leftover yarn.  She loves the magazine she's holding because it contains Jonathan's 1st published article!!! The article's about &lt;a href="http://heroclix.com/"&gt;Heroclix&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7ktK83uWpQ/TVbiGjN_tuI/AAAAAAAABOM/9iDNzioaXD0/s1600/Brianna02121109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7ktK83uWpQ/TVbiGjN_tuI/AAAAAAAABOM/9iDNzioaXD0/s400/Brianna02121109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572890191078602466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want to check out his latest article, it's in this month's issue of Game Strategyst.  I'm so proud of him!  w00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR_HHJdu3BI/TVbiMmaTiwI/AAAAAAAABOU/a8k-UZUCQAI/s1600/MagazineCover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uR_HHJdu3BI/TVbiMmaTiwI/AAAAAAAABOU/a8k-UZUCQAI/s400/MagazineCover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572890295014755074" 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/7956834829538083631-5370624711222703142?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5370624711222703142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5370624711222703142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5370624711222703142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5370624711222703142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2011/02/knits-and-clix.html' title='Knits and Clix'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BSzb1R-d55g/TVbh-ClNI_I/AAAAAAAABOE/a8k7q73r_2o/s72-c/Brianna02121104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2360225342184321949</id><published>2010-12-16T12:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T12:35:09.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Knits</title><content type='html'>These are two projects I worked on in October/November.  Since, I couldn't buy new yarn I used leftover yarn for simple projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is a scarf in garter stitch and the second is the child size, basic rolled-brim hat from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knitting for Peace&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I can't share the names of the yarns because I lost (or threw away) the info that came with them.  Although, I think the darker maroon on the scarf is Lion Brand Wool-Ease Thick &amp;amp; Quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hat actually fits a toddler because I purposely shrunk it down in the wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQpMsWb3N8I/AAAAAAAABMQ/Uj6WwO8D234/s1600/scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQpMsWb3N8I/AAAAAAAABMQ/Uj6WwO8D234/s400/scarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551333815507957698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQpMoo91UgI/AAAAAAAABMI/wACysUas1d0/s1600/Toddlerhat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQpMoo91UgI/AAAAAAAABMI/wACysUas1d0/s400/Toddlerhat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551333751762801154" 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/7956834829538083631-2360225342184321949?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2360225342184321949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2360225342184321949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2360225342184321949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2360225342184321949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/12/quick-knits.html' title='Quick Knits'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQpMsWb3N8I/AAAAAAAABMQ/Uj6WwO8D234/s72-c/scarf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2661346324363197265</id><published>2010-12-14T14:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T16:05:26.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green School</title><content type='html'>I think most of us are aware of how our public education system suffers daily. We're confronted with regular reports on how the curriculum has deteriorated into teaching for some inane standardized test and that school levies consistently fail.  As a result, schools continue to be shut down and funding cut, leaving great teachers to struggle every day in order to safeguard the futures of America's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this speech about a &lt;a href="http://www.greenschool.org/"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bali"&gt;Bali&lt;/a&gt;, where the students seem to be thriving.  It got me thinking about how our public school system might need a total reboot.  We need to start thinking outside the box, creating a "local to global" approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually get political on this blog, so I'll just step off the soap box now. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If for no other reason, check out the school for its amazing architecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--copy and paste--&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/JohnHardy_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JohnHardy-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=1010&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=john_hardy_my_green_school_dream;year=2010;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=a_greener_future;theme=design_like_you_give_a_damn;theme=new_on_ted_com;event=TEDGlobal+2010;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/JohnHardy_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JohnHardy-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=1010&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=john_hardy_my_green_school_dream;year=2010;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=a_greener_future;theme=design_like_you_give_a_damn;theme=new_on_ted_com;event=TEDGlobal+2010;" height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.greenschool.org/2010/07/07/making-a-difference/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you want to see a short documentary of this school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2661346324363197265?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2661346324363197265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2661346324363197265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2661346324363197265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2661346324363197265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/12/green-school.html' title='Green School'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6594254235096542333</id><published>2010-12-13T11:37:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T12:11:41.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Improv Cookies</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I know that I said I'd post the scone recipe from this &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-needed-my-wellies.html"&gt;summer&lt;/a&gt;.  I haven't forgotten the promise.  Time just got away from me.  Forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will post it and soon.  I just have to make them again to refresh my memory as I didn't actually write anything down at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tide you over until then, here is a recipe I made up yesterday while we were &lt;a href="http://mnbikingvikings.blogspot.com/2010/12/blizzzzzzzard.html"&gt;housebound&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I haven't really been able to get into the holiday spirit due to the move.  Yesterday, I was really looking forward to going to a co-op and getting ingredients to makes Christmas cookies.  Alas, the roads were closed and I was bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to try and use what I had around the house and see if I could make anything edible.  And I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winter Sunrise Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZPZJUjqvI/AAAAAAAABLk/Y5qe_kfSG4k/s1600/WinterSunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZPZJUjqvI/AAAAAAAABLk/Y5qe_kfSG4k/s400/WinterSunrise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550210884198181618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks of butter&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp orange flavor/extract&lt;br /&gt;2 cups dried cranberries&lt;br /&gt;Powdered Sugar (for dusting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine flour, baking soda and salt in medium bowl and whisk together.  Set aside.  Combine butter and sugar and beat until nice and fluffy.  Continue beating, adding one egg at a time.  Beat in orange extract.  Slowly mix in flour.  Once everything is combined, stir in dried cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place teaspoonfuls of mixture on non-stick baking sheet (I cover the baking sheet with unbleached parchment paper).  Bake for approx. 12 minutes (depending on oven).  Remove from oven and dust with sifted powdered sugar.  After a minute or two remove from baking sheet and cool on rack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then eat this yummy bit of sweet winter sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could probably add your favorite nuts to the recipe as well.  I just didn't have any and Jonathan doesn't like nuts anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out our frozen windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZQDnxskvI/AAAAAAAABL0/K1yg42jjA2Q/s1600/KitchenWindow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZQDnxskvI/AAAAAAAABL0/K1yg42jjA2Q/s400/KitchenWindow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550211613927969522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Kitchen Window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZP_RFxZfI/AAAAAAAABLs/TlsQ8JmCWTs/s1600/BedroomWindow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZP_RFxZfI/AAAAAAAABLs/TlsQ8JmCWTs/s400/BedroomWindow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550211539118679538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our Bedroom Window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, it's cold outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6594254235096542333?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6594254235096542333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6594254235096542333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6594254235096542333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6594254235096542333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/12/improv-cookies.html' title='Improv Cookies'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TQZPZJUjqvI/AAAAAAAABLk/Y5qe_kfSG4k/s72-c/WinterSunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3536877196792692892</id><published>2010-12-09T09:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:47:12.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>While Jonathan and I searched for jobs, there was a song on the radio that always made us dance around.  Whether we were at home or stuck in traffic on 94, the song filled us with hope and unrestrained happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've probably heard it too and hopefully you couldn't control yourself from shaking your bootie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little sunshine to brighten up your day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KqgHosrqJ8o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KqgHosrqJ8o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3536877196792692892?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3536877196792692892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3536877196792692892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3536877196792692892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3536877196792692892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/12/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6550459802960332481</id><published>2010-10-31T08:17:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:48:41.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafty Rebel</title><content type='html'>I visited a craft store in &lt;a href="http://www.northeastminneapolis.com/"&gt;N.E. Minneapolis&lt;/a&gt; yesterday and I am in love!  It's called &lt;a href="http://www.craftyplanet.com/"&gt;Crafty Planet&lt;/a&gt;.  From &lt;a href="http://sublimestitching.com/"&gt;Sublime Stitching&lt;/a&gt; to fabric patterned with everything from gnomes, Mexican sugar skulls or amazing abstracts, this is not your grandmother's craft store (unless you have one of those awesomely hip grandmothers).  And there's yarn too.  Lots and lots of yummy, soft yarn.  I saw a yarn there called &lt;a href="http://www.straw.com/cpy/yarns/mini-mochi-balls.html"&gt;Mini-Mochi&lt;/a&gt; and I can't wait to try some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also seriously looking forward to taking sewing classes there some day.  I've been wanting to learn for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for Crafty Planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TM1h-t4yeAI/AAAAAAAABLM/zTociuGeTAI/s1600/craftyplanet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 107px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TM1h-t4yeAI/AAAAAAAABLM/zTociuGeTAI/s400/craftyplanet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534187247205775362" 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/7956834829538083631-6550459802960332481?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6550459802960332481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6550459802960332481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6550459802960332481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6550459802960332481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/10/crafty-rebel.html' title='Crafty Rebel'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TM1h-t4yeAI/AAAAAAAABLM/zTociuGeTAI/s72-c/craftyplanet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4209981041099378237</id><published>2010-10-19T16:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:51:02.329-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Doors, I Miss Ya!</title><content type='html'>I like to visit the blog &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/"&gt;design*sponge&lt;/a&gt; whenever I get a chance.  I always find great inspiration there.  During my latest perusal I was happy to see my favorite city in Michigan (Ann Arbor) gettin' some love.  It makes this chica a bit homesick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the post out &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2010/10/ann-arbor-city-guide.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TL4DwV3PzKI/AAAAAAAABLE/i52CSRIoKiA/s1600/AnnArbor01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TL4DwV3PzKI/AAAAAAAABLE/i52CSRIoKiA/s400/AnnArbor01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529861521495018658" 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/7956834829538083631-4209981041099378237?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4209981041099378237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4209981041099378237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4209981041099378237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4209981041099378237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/10/fairy-doors-i-miss-ya.html' title='Fairy Doors, I Miss Ya!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TL4DwV3PzKI/AAAAAAAABLE/i52CSRIoKiA/s72-c/AnnArbor01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6665667938703608255</id><published>2010-09-23T11:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:11:19.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spin Me Right 'Round, Baby</title><content type='html'>With the help of a generous, knowledgeable spinner (thanks, Malla), I spun yarn for the first time yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a drop spindle.  I am eager to try the spinning wheel.  This could get addicting once we have a steady income. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TJtsgbhjv9I/AAAAAAAABK8/XhBaXJWJpzM/s1600/Spindle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TJtsgbhjv9I/AAAAAAAABK8/XhBaXJWJpzM/s400/Spindle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520125072672800722" 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/7956834829538083631-6665667938703608255?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6665667938703608255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6665667938703608255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6665667938703608255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6665667938703608255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/09/spin-me-right-round-baby.html' title='Spin Me Right &apos;Round, Baby'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TJtsgbhjv9I/AAAAAAAABK8/XhBaXJWJpzM/s72-c/Spindle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-60294802523627836</id><published>2010-09-02T14:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:07:33.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Errr...Rrrr...Yarn...*Drool*</title><content type='html'>My mom recently sent me a magnet.  I heart it mucho and, so, I thought I'd share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a single, uncomplicated phrase this magnet make a deeply perceptive observation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TH_mbBxWhUI/AAAAAAAABIc/qG8Ym9vBl48/s1600/Zombies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TH_mbBxWhUI/AAAAAAAABIc/qG8Ym9vBl48/s400/Zombies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512377820931065154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zombies ARE crap at knitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-60294802523627836?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/60294802523627836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=60294802523627836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/60294802523627836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/60294802523627836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/09/errrrrrryarndrool.html' title='Errr...Rrrr...Yarn...*Drool*'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TH_mbBxWhUI/AAAAAAAABIc/qG8Ym9vBl48/s72-c/Zombies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4459682642153971146</id><published>2010-08-17T14:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:42:22.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mismatched Mittens</title><content type='html'>I know it's August.  And with the way the humidity and the heat has cooked us lately, the last thing you want to think of is wool mittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand.  I do.  However, mittens just happen to be my latest completed knitting project.  And I'm in love with them!  I chose to make them mismatched for no other reason than I thought it would be fun.  They're super soft and warm.  I can't wait to wear them in the fall and winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrU0qJ96fI/AAAAAAAABH8/1zIH-Y9jc_g/s1600/Mittens01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrU0qJ96fI/AAAAAAAABH8/1zIH-Y9jc_g/s400/Mittens01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506447495548234226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrU8jhNH_I/AAAAAAAABIE/HXIfxjMaHg8/s1600/Mittens03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrU8jhNH_I/AAAAAAAABIE/HXIfxjMaHg8/s400/Mittens03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506447631205605362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrW_8jXiSI/AAAAAAAABIU/BjKLLJvKrxQ/s1600/Mittens04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrW_8jXiSI/AAAAAAAABIU/BjKLLJvKrxQ/s400/Mittens04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506449888488425762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who want to know--the pattern is from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Holiday Knits&lt;/span&gt; by Sara Lucas and Allison Isaacs and the yarn is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Brown Sheep Lamb's Pride Worsted&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Periwinkle&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amethyst&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrVRxczYLI/AAAAAAAABIM/e1kWr-YhUkw/s1600/Holidayknits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 380px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrVRxczYLI/AAAAAAAABIM/e1kWr-YhUkw/s400/Holidayknits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506447995722490034" 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/7956834829538083631-4459682642153971146?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4459682642153971146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4459682642153971146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4459682642153971146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4459682642153971146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/08/mismatched-mittens.html' title='Mismatched Mittens'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGrU0qJ96fI/AAAAAAAABH8/1zIH-Y9jc_g/s72-c/Mittens01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3718815546904314553</id><published>2010-08-14T17:24:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T18:49:00.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Needed My Wellies</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning at 5:45 a.m. and started making scones at 6.  That's right!  Today was the big day--&lt;a href="http://www.irishfair.com/"&gt;The Irish Fair&lt;/a&gt; and baking contest in Saint Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGcKrEd8uQI/AAAAAAAABH0/MgoZyfGW5e0/s1600/Irish-Fair-logo_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGcKrEd8uQI/AAAAAAAABH0/MgoZyfGW5e0/s400/Irish-Fair-logo_white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505380804533729538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on two scone recipes the last couple weeks (read about them &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/07/scones-and-butterflies.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-super-scone-idea.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). I decided to go ahead and enter both.  We arrived around 10:00 a.m., walked to the pavilion in the park, left the scones to be judged and went out to enjoy the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best parts of the fair was being able to sit down and work a loom.  After just a few moments passing the yarn through (I don't know the official term for that particular action) and helping to create a scarf, I was hooked.  I see myself joining the &lt;a href="http://www.weaversguildmn.org/"&gt;Weavers Guild&lt;/a&gt; sometime in the future.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around (it was a bit muddy, hence the need for wellies), ate some fish 'n' chips and enjoyed the music.  Eventually, we returned to pick up the scones and find out the results.  And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGcJ-WjvtsI/AAAAAAAABHs/5xlc4ulgdiQ/s1600/Scones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGcJ-WjvtsI/AAAAAAAABHs/5xlc4ulgdiQ/s400/Scones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505380036295767746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it.  Jonathan saw the ribbon before me and said, "Honey, you got first place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which I replied, "Shut up. Whatever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was joking, turns out he wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm smiling.  A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winning scone had apricots and crystallized ginger in it.  I will post the recipe soon.  I still haven't written it down or settled on all the measurements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of want to scream for joy!  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3718815546904314553?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3718815546904314553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3718815546904314553&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3718815546904314553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3718815546904314553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-needed-my-wellies.html' title='I Needed My Wellies'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TGcKrEd8uQI/AAAAAAAABH0/MgoZyfGW5e0/s72-c/Irish-Fair-logo_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7806977015245583572</id><published>2010-08-04T09:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:38:50.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Super Scone Idea</title><content type='html'>I'm working on another scone recipe.  The new recipe contains darker, richer flavors.  I'm still tinkering with the summer fruit one as well.  I'm thinking of entering two totally different recipes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the fruity one, I will post this new recipe soon.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Baking . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlr6MwUqOI/AAAAAAAABGM/VF01nUBp_cI/s1600/OatScones01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlr6MwUqOI/AAAAAAAABGM/VF01nUBp_cI/s400/OatScones01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501547067410262242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlsBBGx57I/AAAAAAAABGU/1rpe-cPOxm8/s1600/OatScones02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlsBBGx57I/AAAAAAAABGU/1rpe-cPOxm8/s400/OatScones02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501547184542312370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Baking . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlsIW829UI/AAAAAAAABGc/TVc-r4u9JOs/s1600/OatScones03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlsIW829UI/AAAAAAAABGc/TVc-r4u9JOs/s400/OatScones03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501547310665364802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7806977015245583572?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7806977015245583572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7806977015245583572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7806977015245583572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7806977015245583572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-super-scone-idea.html' title='Another Super Scone Idea'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFlr6MwUqOI/AAAAAAAABGM/VF01nUBp_cI/s72-c/OatScones01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5174279162071840791</id><published>2010-08-02T08:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:47:20.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hug Your Local Farmer</title><content type='html'>It's a hopeful sight to see more and more farmers' markets and co-ops popping up and thriving.  If you don't already, I encourage you to seek out one yourself.  What will you get?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresher food.  &lt;br /&gt;Better Taste.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/opb/meaningoffood/food_and_family/heirloom_foods/"&gt;Heirlooms&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;Maybe even a new friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the knowledge that you're directly supporting those individuals who grow what sustains you.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://blip.tv/play/AYGWn3QC" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5174279162071840791?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5174279162071840791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5174279162071840791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5174279162071840791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5174279162071840791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/08/hug-your-local-farmer.html' title='Hug Your Local Farmer'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2678944949654540715</id><published>2010-07-31T21:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T21:58:49.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scones And Butterflies</title><content type='html'>In a couple weeks the &lt;a href="http://www.irishfair.com/"&gt;Irish Fair of Minnesota&lt;/a&gt; will be taking place in Saint Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people know that I've always had a soft spot for all things Irish.  Someday, I want to actually travel to Ireland.  Jonathan and I would probably rent a couple of bicycles and ride around looking for wool, faeries and pubs.   Anyone want to put on their &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wellington_boot"&gt;Wellies&lt;/a&gt; and go with us?  All are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, we plan to attend the Fair!  It looks like fun with lots of events and it's free, so how can you beat that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the events is a baking contest.  You either have to make scones or soda bread.  With a wee bit of nudging from Jonathan, I decided it'd be fun to enter some scones.  Last night, I started working on a recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTNCBtlX9I/AAAAAAAABFU/5woCYAjWuWY/s1600/Scones01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTNCBtlX9I/AAAAAAAABFU/5woCYAjWuWY/s400/Scones01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500246479629279186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're sweet scones instead of savory.  I'm trying out some summer fruits as well as some other ingredients.  The ones I made last night are close to what I want, but the recipe still needs to be tweaked.  I'm also testing a sweet glaze for them (that's why they're so shiny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTNn3vgOXI/AAAAAAAABFc/jbO9RZpti40/s1600/Scones02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTNn3vgOXI/AAAAAAAABFc/jbO9RZpti40/s400/Scones02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500247129788004722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finish working on the scones, I'll post the recipe here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the the butterflies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was just one butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very cooperative butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this evening we went on a walk along the Mississippi (they have great walking and biking trails along the river).  While we walked, I saw a butterfly sitting on a leaf.  Now most butterflies can't be bothered with photo-ops and other such nonsense.  They're far too busy collecting nectar and what not.  This butterfly, however, seemed to have had his fill of the sugary liquid, because he simply laid there and let me take his photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTRGgtW-1I/AAAAAAAABFk/6AOOvcRLODE/s1600/Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTRGgtW-1I/AAAAAAAABFk/6AOOvcRLODE/s400/Butterfly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500250954715822930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stuck around for a bit and then fluttered off, apparently bored with the photo shoot.  *sigh* It really is difficult to find good talent these days.  ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2678944949654540715?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2678944949654540715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2678944949654540715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2678944949654540715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2678944949654540715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/07/scones-and-butterflies.html' title='Scones And Butterflies'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TFTNCBtlX9I/AAAAAAAABFU/5woCYAjWuWY/s72-c/Scones01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5295296808215197034</id><published>2010-07-22T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:44:00.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Circles</title><content type='html'>This speech by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elif_%C5%9Eafak"&gt;Elif Shafak&lt;/a&gt; discusses, among other things, story as a form of stepping outside of our cultural comfort zones and seeking the unknown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/ElifShafak_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElifShafak-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=917&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=elif_shafak_the_politics_of_fiction;year=2010;theme=the_creative_spark;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=master_storytellers;event=TEDGlobal+2010;&amp;amp;preAdTag=tconf.ted/embed;tile=1;sz=512x288;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/ElifShafak_2010G-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElifShafak-2010G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=917&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=elif_shafak_the_politics_of_fiction;year=2010;theme=the_creative_spark;theme=a_taste_of_tedglobal_2010;theme=master_storytellers;event=TEDGlobal+2010;" height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5295296808215197034?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5295296808215197034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5295296808215197034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5295296808215197034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5295296808215197034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/07/story-circles.html' title='Story Circles'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4105097724026650969</id><published>2010-07-19T11:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T12:01:19.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Enjoy your day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TER2feUVAXI/AAAAAAAABEc/gEPJRsQLl7Y/s1600/Lotus072010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TER2feUVAXI/AAAAAAAABEc/gEPJRsQLl7Y/s400/Lotus072010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495647728385196402" 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/7956834829538083631-4105097724026650969?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4105097724026650969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4105097724026650969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4105097724026650969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4105097724026650969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/07/serenity.html' title='Serenity'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TER2feUVAXI/AAAAAAAABEc/gEPJRsQLl7Y/s72-c/Lotus072010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2362757574235351240</id><published>2010-07-18T09:57:00.017-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:56:04.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects of Yesteryear</title><content type='html'>I finally finished the blanket and pair of socks I started last year.  Both are quick knits, really.  I swear. It's just I stuffed these projects away and didn't work on them for a very looooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into too much detail since I did that in &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/11/knitting-swing-of-things.html"&gt;November&lt;/a&gt;.  I'm just going to post some pictures of the finished projects for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the blanket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEMJb6EheHI/AAAAAAAABEM/PUbKnjYs7Z4/s1600/BabyBlanket01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEMJb6EheHI/AAAAAAAABEM/PUbKnjYs7Z4/s400/BabyBlanket01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495246345371482226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEMJgz3IeZI/AAAAAAAABEU/wlcKZgkuQ6s/s1600/BabyBlanket02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEMJgz3IeZI/AAAAAAAABEU/wlcKZgkuQ6s/s400/BabyBlanket02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495246429604051346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish you could really see the sparkles, because they are my favorite part of the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Just use your imagination.  :0)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the socks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUsgz-_CI/AAAAAAAABE8/TVlY5BXkYn0/s1600/NoroSock04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUsgz-_CI/AAAAAAAABE8/TVlY5BXkYn0/s400/NoroSock04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496384625183751202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUeRkI5CI/AAAAAAAABEk/l3RacrCQm04/s1600/NoroSock01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUeRkI5CI/AAAAAAAABEk/l3RacrCQm04/s400/NoroSock01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496384380572591138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUnySIqTI/AAAAAAAABE0/4W5F0tntyOc/s1600/NoroSock03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUnySIqTI/AAAAAAAABE0/4W5F0tntyOc/s400/NoroSock03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496384543974271282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUjJpjTpI/AAAAAAAABEs/4wanc2CvsZg/s1600/NoroSock02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEcUjJpjTpI/AAAAAAAABEs/4wanc2CvsZg/s400/NoroSock02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496384464347156114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I heart &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2362757574235351240?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2362757574235351240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2362757574235351240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2362757574235351240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2362757574235351240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/07/projects-of-yesteryear.html' title='Projects of Yesteryear'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TEMJb6EheHI/AAAAAAAABEM/PUbKnjYs7Z4/s72-c/BabyBlanket01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7862195407042777743</id><published>2010-06-29T18:34:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T19:09:52.542-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WARTS!</title><content type='html'>Last week Jonathan and I explored Selby Avenue in St. Paul.  We drank hot chocolate and espresso mochas at Nina's Coffee Cafe and then followed a set of stairs that led down to &lt;a href="http://www.commongoodbooks.com/"&gt;Common Good Books&lt;/a&gt;.  While Jonathan walked around the store I sat down in a comfy chair in the children's book section and leafed through some picture books.  And that's when I found this really funny and adorable book that I would highly recommend to anyone.  It's called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss Brooks Loves Books (And I Don't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by Barbara Bottner and illustrated by Michael Emberley.  I found the illustrations endearing and immediately fell in love with the main character.  Read it and enjoy the warts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TCp8O-MCN4I/AAAAAAAABDQ/jPuMjRxZqEE/s1600/MissBrooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 304px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TCp8O-MCN4I/AAAAAAAABDQ/jPuMjRxZqEE/s400/MissBrooks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488335692557858690" 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/7956834829538083631-7862195407042777743?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7862195407042777743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7862195407042777743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7862195407042777743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7862195407042777743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/06/warts.html' title='WARTS!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TCp8O-MCN4I/AAAAAAAABDQ/jPuMjRxZqEE/s72-c/MissBrooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-268767958495950566</id><published>2010-06-24T18:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:50:54.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Zone</title><content type='html'>So, amongst all the the thoughts that fill a person's mind when moving into a new place and trying to start a new life lurks a very insistent voice in my head that really wants me to go outside and garden.  I have the space to do it and the go-ahead from the landlord, but I can't bring myself to go out there and just dig.  I keep telling myself that there are more important things to do right now and that I'm on a really tight budget and that gardening is not a priority.  I'm trying really hard to ignore the voice, but I know there's a plot of land out there covered in weeds just wanting me to fill it up with lovely perennials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that soon I'll be able to go out there and enjoy the dirt.  Until then I can plot and plan and come up with all sorts of landscape ideas.  I'm excited because I am in an entirely new gardening zone and I really want to add native plants to my own little garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, until I have my new garden up and growing, here's a picture that I took before we left.  It's some lady's mantle that I'd planted in my former garden.  Enjoy the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TCPgTVwjWzI/AAAAAAAABDA/8ipmK0SNDy8/s1600/ladysmantle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TCPgTVwjWzI/AAAAAAAABDA/8ipmK0SNDy8/s400/ladysmantle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486475393930320690" 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/7956834829538083631-268767958495950566?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/268767958495950566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=268767958495950566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/268767958495950566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/268767958495950566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-zone.html' title='A New Zone'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TCPgTVwjWzI/AAAAAAAABDA/8ipmK0SNDy8/s72-c/ladysmantle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1955761744134372517</id><published>2010-06-23T12:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:57:13.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minnesota Or Bust</title><content type='html'>If you're interested in knowing more about our adventure in Minnesota, Jonathan and I created a new blog specifically geared toward that exact topic.  Right now, we're calling it &lt;a href="http://www.mnbikingvikings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Minnesota or Bust&lt;/a&gt;.  Just follow the link and you'll get there.  We'll both be contributing to it, so enjoy.  Oh, and I will still be posting to the popsquabble too.  I have lots of ideas in my head for fun, artsy projects...I just need to finish unpacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-1955761744134372517?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1955761744134372517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1955761744134372517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1955761744134372517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1955761744134372517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/06/minnesota-or-bust.html' title='Minnesota Or Bust'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6282192447058755817</id><published>2010-06-20T14:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:43:17.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TB5edwAZG7I/AAAAAAAABC4/RmtiVPimDPA/s1600/MNBust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TB5edwAZG7I/AAAAAAAABC4/RmtiVPimDPA/s400/MNBust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484925261379607474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband and I moved on to...Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started the last week of April, when Jonathan picked me up from my parents and told me he'd been downsized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shock.  Anger.  Sadness.  Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of emotions.  And then the questions.  What should we do?  Should we stay or leave?  If we leave, how will we do it?  Is it better to stay?  What about our families?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much thought and research we decided to move.  We had talked about moving for years.  But it's difficult to leave a steady job in a rough economy, so we stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly we didn't have the "steady job" to stop us.  We knew that if we wanted to pull up stakes and seek out something new...the time was now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to help from friends and family, we packed up our stuff and headed west, landing ourselves in the Twin Cities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been feeling everything from exuberant glee to heartbreaking sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We miss our friends and family very, very much.  We are also excited about a new adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to a new chapter in our lives...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6282192447058755817?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6282192447058755817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6282192447058755817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6282192447058755817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6282192447058755817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/06/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/TB5edwAZG7I/AAAAAAAABC4/RmtiVPimDPA/s72-c/MNBust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-620868163952073718</id><published>2010-05-06T18:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T19:04:45.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change In The Winds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S-NJ_6cQs4I/AAAAAAAABCw/oc1hsKbZ32w/s1600/CrabAppleBlossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S-NJ_6cQs4I/AAAAAAAABCw/oc1hsKbZ32w/s400/CrabAppleBlossoms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468295734926291842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things afoot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major changes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on and letting go.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will explain more later, but for now I'm just breathing in between the busy moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-620868163952073718?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/620868163952073718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=620868163952073718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/620868163952073718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/620868163952073718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/05/change-in-winds.html' title='Change In The Winds'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S-NJ_6cQs4I/AAAAAAAABCw/oc1hsKbZ32w/s72-c/CrabAppleBlossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6731496234186077984</id><published>2010-03-12T11:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T10:34:18.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Attempt</title><content type='html'>This morning I attempted to make the Parisian Macarons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're flat and bumpy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5pyexxC2mI/AAAAAAAABCo/UOTiUVpIM8U/s1600-h/FlatMacs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5pyexxC2mI/AAAAAAAABCo/UOTiUVpIM8U/s400/FlatMacs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447792572338723426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The almonds are an issue.  I have to grind them finer.  Much finer.  Only, I'm not sure how.  The cuisinart didn't do it and the mortar and pestle didn't do it.  The closest I could get was with the coffee grinder.  So, I might try and do it again with that or go to the local bake shop and see what they recommend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I over-cooked them too.  I left them in the oven for the recommended time, but every oven is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make lovely stiff peaks of egg whites that I dyed green.  But the green didn't seem to make it through the oven experience.  More food coloring?  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're definitely a delicate pastry, but I will not give up!  I will prevail!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6731496234186077984?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6731496234186077984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6731496234186077984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6731496234186077984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6731496234186077984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-attempt.html' title='Morning Attempt'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5pyexxC2mI/AAAAAAAABCo/UOTiUVpIM8U/s72-c/FlatMacs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3656739698340478290</id><published>2010-03-11T12:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:45:14.709-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An Inspiring Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5kn3jbVuSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/J5MTn-CBs4I/s1600-h/Fern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5kn3jbVuSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/J5MTn-CBs4I/s400/Fern.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447429059637524770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm used to seeing the world a certain way.  My perspective.  I think it's something everyone does most of the time.  It's easier and doesn't require any extra attention.  I see the world as I see it.  Plain and simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel stuck sometimes.  Stuck in my writing.  Stuck in my art.  Stuck in my daily patterns.  That's when I say I need inspiration.  I.N.S.P.I.R.A.T.I.O.N.  And I sit back in my chair and think about exotic places and distant lands I could visit and, thus, replenish myself.  Life, unfortunately, doesn't always allow for the much needed travel.  But I still need inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking about inspiration and realized that a big part of it is really just about changing perspective.  Traveling makes it easy.  You're instantly thrust into a new culture with vistas you've never seen and flavors you've never tasted.  If you immerse yourself in it, you'll probably emerge renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5kn-zPfZII/AAAAAAAABCY/CCfNKJ3F9-g/s1600-h/Bark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5kn-zPfZII/AAAAAAAABCY/CCfNKJ3F9-g/s400/Bark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447429184141878402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I can't travel as much as I'd like, I've decided to try a change of perspective on the home front.  Like looking at something or someone I see every day from a new angle.  Even trying a new recipe (like &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/03/perseverance.html"&gt;Parisian Macaroons&lt;/a&gt;) or simply taking a different path to the grocery store.  The change isn't quite as sudden as dropping down on a distant tropical island, but it counteracts the discouragement I feel when stagnancy sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's to making new discoveries in everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5koTEtiT8I/AAAAAAAABCg/pt8wLVvaQC8/s1600-h/FlowerIris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5koTEtiT8I/AAAAAAAABCg/pt8wLVvaQC8/s400/FlowerIris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447429532428685250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3656739698340478290?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3656739698340478290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3656739698340478290&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3656739698340478290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3656739698340478290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/03/inspiring-perspective.html' title='An Inspiring Perspective'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S5kn3jbVuSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/J5MTn-CBs4I/s72-c/Fern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-881707685447324871</id><published>2010-03-10T13:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:01:46.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perseverance</title><content type='html'>It's a rainy day and I'm sitting here drinking some black tea called Ancient Forests.  It's suppose to come from some really old tea plants. We're talking a couple thousand years.  The tea is dark and sort of tastes like dirt, but in a good way.  Does that make any sense at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I suddenly got an idea in my head.  I don't know if it's a good idea or a bad one, but I want to try and bake &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/parisian-macaroons"&gt;Parisian Macaroons&lt;/a&gt;.  The thing is, I AM AFRAID!.  These little confectionary treats scare me.  They seem delicate and daunting.  But as the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bene_Gesserit"&gt;Bene Gesserit&lt;/a&gt; would say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I must not fear.  Fear is the mind-killer. [...] I will face my fear.  I will permit it to passover me and through me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will attempt them.  And soon.  If I fail, then I'll try again.  The first three times I attempted making bread with yeast the loaves were as hard as a rock.  But now I can make yummy, warm, soft bread.  I just needed to figure out the whole sugar/yeast/warm water thing.  So, when I try and make these Parisian Macaroons they might fall flat and look nothing like they're suppose to and I might cry and be frustrated, but I will persevere.  I'm learning to do that more and more.  Persevere.  It's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also almost done with a draft of my novel.  Of course, this is just one draft of many to follow.  But I'm almost done!!!  And it's a crucial point for me, because sometimes when I'm almost done with a project, I have a hard time finishing it.  It's that fear again.  Frakking fear!  So, I joined a little &lt;a href="http://growwings.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-mini-nano-one-week-down-three-to.html"&gt;March mini-NaNo&lt;/a&gt;, so that I can finish the draft this month.  Here's to motivation and facing the fear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I think the sun just came out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-881707685447324871?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/881707685447324871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=881707685447324871&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/881707685447324871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/881707685447324871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/03/perseverance.html' title='Perseverance'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5825918282288329105</id><published>2010-01-13T09:28:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:44:42.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Scarf Of Scrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S03YllvMOiI/AAAAAAAABBA/mKZ-BQ0DMsg/s1600-h/NoroScrapScarf01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S03YllvMOiI/AAAAAAAABBA/mKZ-BQ0DMsg/s400/NoroScrapScarf01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426231266348120610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am continually inspired by Noro Kureyon.  The boldness of color almost seems to glow with its own light.  My latest use of Noro yarn came out of trying to figure out exactly what I should do with all the leftovers from other projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I decided to create a scarf.  Straightforward and uncomplicated.  The pattern is a simple garter stitch that I lightly felted.  I have to say that this scarf of remnants is my new favorite. I especially love it because it provides a bit of radiance on a cloudy winter day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S03YpTD7f_I/AAAAAAAABBI/rpC9JlWAdWU/s1600-h/NoroScrapScarf02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S03YpTD7f_I/AAAAAAAABBI/rpC9JlWAdWU/s400/NoroScrapScarf02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426231330054307826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5825918282288329105?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5825918282288329105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5825918282288329105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5825918282288329105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5825918282288329105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/01/scarf-of-scrap.html' title='A Scarf Of Scrap'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S03YllvMOiI/AAAAAAAABBA/mKZ-BQ0DMsg/s72-c/NoroScrapScarf01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2887851513555054165</id><published>2010-01-08T09:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:21:16.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Airships And Zombies And Blight! Oh, My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-new-year-and-its-cold-outside.html"&gt;Earlier this week&lt;/a&gt; I mentioned the novel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boneshaker&lt;/span&gt;.  Well, I finished it and I have to say that it was a thrilling, page-turning experience.  Read it!  Of course, if you don't like zombies or dirigibles or mad scientists or steampunk or heart-pounding adventure or Seattle, then you probably won't like this book.  Otherwise, I seriously recommend you read it because it's also a story about family (the family you make and the family that makes you) and all the remarkable and infuriating aspects of having relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0dNCs8YqtI/AAAAAAAABA4/_ixOLV0C3D8/s1600-h/Boneshaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0dNCs8YqtI/AAAAAAAABA4/_ixOLV0C3D8/s400/Boneshaker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424388985010563794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm off to find some more reading material.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2887851513555054165?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2887851513555054165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2887851513555054165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2887851513555054165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2887851513555054165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/01/airships-and-zombies-and-blight-oh-my.html' title='Airships And Zombies And Blight! Oh, My!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0dNCs8YqtI/AAAAAAAABA4/_ixOLV0C3D8/s72-c/Boneshaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2500477263796914389</id><published>2010-01-07T15:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T15:19:21.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchantment</title><content type='html'>Snow enchants me when it glimmers blue in the moonlight and blankets the world so everything quiets down just a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow enlivens me with promises of midnight sledding and snowball fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow comforts me with memories of winters past and childhood delights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the snow falls it compels me to take notice and remember that life was meant more for the saunter than the sprint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Y-cgPwboI/AAAAAAAABAw/DtMNmRe79MA/s1600-h/Winterbell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Y-cgPwboI/AAAAAAAABAw/DtMNmRe79MA/s400/Winterbell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424091460627623554" 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/7956834829538083631-2500477263796914389?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2500477263796914389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2500477263796914389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2500477263796914389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2500477263796914389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/01/enchantment.html' title='Enchantment'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Y-cgPwboI/AAAAAAAABAw/DtMNmRe79MA/s72-c/Winterbell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2258501246412940595</id><published>2010-01-04T08:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T09:29:42.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Snowy Excuse To Read</title><content type='html'>It's a new year and it's cold outside.  Luckily, I like the cold and I especially like the snow which is currently covering the ground.  More than snow, I also like the excuse to stay indoors and read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bit of what I'm currently reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started a novel entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boneshaker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Hr5PrPpTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n45oMGmsdzQ/s1600-h/Boneshaker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Hr5PrPpTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n45oMGmsdzQ/s400/Boneshaker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422874795023770930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was initially drawn to the book because of the cover art.  I just love the image. Now that I'm reading it, I'm also thoroughly enjoying the story.  I can't put it down!  I had never heard of &lt;a href="http://cmpriest.livejournal.com/"&gt;Cherie Priest&lt;/a&gt; (the author) before, but if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boneshaker&lt;/span&gt; continues being the inventive, gripping adventure it currently is, then I'm definitely going to check out her other books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently picked up the book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taking Flight&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://kellyraeroberts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kelly Rae Roberts&lt;/a&gt; from the library (I love me the interlibrary loan system).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0HsJftXxyI/AAAAAAAABAo/XFClw317z3s/s1600-h/TakingFlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0HsJftXxyI/AAAAAAAABAo/XFClw317z3s/s400/TakingFlight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422875074205566754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thumbing through the book and it is filled with lots of great techniques to bring out creativity.  I'm looking forward to trying some of the projects.  Who knows, I might just have to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading E.B. White's essays for awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0HsD2seWCI/AAAAAAAABAg/_FJs9FUNSfs/s1600-h/e.b.white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0HsD2seWCI/AAAAAAAABAg/_FJs9FUNSfs/s400/e.b.white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422874977296603170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick the book up sporadically and take in a couple essays at a time.  I loved &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charlotte's Web&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stuart Little&lt;/span&gt; when I was a kid.  So, I was curious about what he wrote for the non-children.  What amazes me the most about the essays is the relevance of the material even if the essay was written sixty years ago.  His work is poignant and filled with humor.  It's perceptive and uncomplicated.  It fills me with emotion while making me ruminate on the actions of mankind.  His writing is simply wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book #4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other book that I am currently dipping into is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eats, Shoots &amp;amp; Leaves&lt;/span&gt; by Lynne Truss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Hr91WQQ_I/AAAAAAAABAY/nonWTsv4gyE/s1600-h/EatsLeaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Hr91WQQ_I/AAAAAAAABAY/nonWTsv4gyE/s400/EatsLeaves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422874873855755250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an entertaining and sobering look at the state of grammar and all the mistakes we make as poor, imperfect human beings (if only we were pandas).  I have the illustrated version and I appreciate the book more because of the drawings of pandas in various states of grammar.  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If there are any grammatical and/or mistakes in punctuation in this blog entry, I thoroughly apologize to Ms. Truss.  I am only human. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it.  That is what I'm currently reading.  Hope your book explorations are going well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2258501246412940595?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2258501246412940595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2258501246412940595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2258501246412940595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2258501246412940595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-new-year-and-its-cold-outside.html' title='A Snowy Excuse To Read'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/S0Hr5PrPpTI/AAAAAAAABAQ/n45oMGmsdzQ/s72-c/Boneshaker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7252390563137108217</id><published>2009-11-14T09:20:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T11:54:09.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Knitting Swing of Things</title><content type='html'>Cooler temperatures lead to dancing sugar plums and dreams of noro kureyon.  Currently, I'm working on finishing two projects-- a pair of socks &amp;amp; a baby blanket.  I'm using kureyon for the socks.  Originally, I was using the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Campfire&lt;/span&gt; pattern, but it didn't work out, so I frogged the project and changed to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr. Pitt's Socks&lt;/span&gt; pattern.  This pattern is definitely my favorite for men because of it's roominess.  I'm almost done with the first sock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv6_Nz8KQnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WngVPrIg_vM/s1600-h/NoroMr.Pitt02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv6_Nz8KQnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WngVPrIg_vM/s400/NoroMr.Pitt02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403966846892917362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv6_J9tNsiI/AAAAAAAAA_o/_tU90OVvoaY/s1600-h/NoroMr.Pitt01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv6_J9tNsiI/AAAAAAAAA_o/_tU90OVvoaY/s400/NoroMr.Pitt01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403966780795105826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby blanket is the Broken Rib pattern from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Encore 8-Hour Baby Blanket...Revisited&lt;/span&gt;.  I borrowed this book from &lt;a href="http://www.skeinsandbeans.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; a long time ago and must return it posthaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv7AqgsoDnI/AAAAAAAABAA/FGT6MlQqI6I/s1600-h/BabyBlanket200902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv7AqgsoDnI/AAAAAAAABAA/FGT6MlQqI6I/s400/BabyBlanket200902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403968439455321714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv7AnoRBQfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/8d59bBfp_lw/s1600-h/BabyBlanket200901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv7AnoRBQfI/AAAAAAAAA_4/8d59bBfp_lw/s400/BabyBlanket200901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403968389947408882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The white yarn has sparkles woven throughout it and I'm definitely reminded of snow while I knit it.  I think I will be giving this blanket to my little cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv7By2YNs1I/AAAAAAAABAI/K-oEZ3CxEo4/s1600-h/Baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv7By2YNs1I/AAAAAAAABAI/K-oEZ3CxEo4/s400/Baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403969682225869650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way.  This was not her Halloween costume.  She was a sparkly witch for Halloween.  Actually, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; costume is her "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love elmo, I am elmo and now I am going to run around the house and laugh at myself&lt;/span&gt;" costume.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7252390563137108217?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7252390563137108217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7252390563137108217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7252390563137108217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7252390563137108217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/11/knitting-swing-of-things.html' title='The Knitting Swing of Things'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sv6_Nz8KQnI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WngVPrIg_vM/s72-c/NoroMr.Pitt02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3698598165192712573</id><published>2009-11-10T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:13:09.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja Octopus</title><content type='html'>Beware underwater ninjas!!!! 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Sometimes, life takes unexpected turns and all you can do is hold on.  So, that's what I've been doing.  Just holding on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finish those &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/knitting-drought.html"&gt;socks&lt;/a&gt; that I'd mentioned this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRbxiGbkjI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/tGrw7-Az-oM/s1600-h/SweetPea05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRbxiGbkjI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/tGrw7-Az-oM/s400/SweetPea05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401042759649563186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRboqaxG_I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ZYZkG8ehbEY/s1600-h/SweetPea04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRboqaxG_I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ZYZkG8ehbEY/s400/SweetPea04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401042607263521778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been knitting as much, although I'm still planning to head to &lt;a href="http://yarncravin.com/"&gt;Yarn Cravin'&lt;/a&gt; one of these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been painting.  Trying to learn new techniques and working with mixed media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every day I take in and appreciate the vibrant beauty and warm flavors of autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRfCyBsPxI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BxwKn0OgNXk/s1600-h/Apples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRfCyBsPxI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BxwKn0OgNXk/s400/Apples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401046354517311250" 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/7956834829538083631-8911940510190810576?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8911940510190810576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8911940510190810576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8911940510190810576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8911940510190810576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/11/holding-on.html' title='Holding On'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SvRbxiGbkjI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/tGrw7-Az-oM/s72-c/SweetPea05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-338222828474043914</id><published>2009-08-07T10:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T10:09:43.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is No Such Thing As Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/WillardWigan_2009G-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/WillardWigan-2009G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=610" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="446" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/WillardWigan_2009G-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/WillardWigan-2009G.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=432&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=610"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-338222828474043914?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/338222828474043914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=338222828474043914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/338222828474043914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/338222828474043914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-is-no-such-thing-as-nothing.html' title='There Is No Such Thing As Nothing'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7942153731370720407</id><published>2009-07-31T14:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:41:47.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Single Grain Of Sand</title><content type='html'>Just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/518XP8prwZo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/518XP8prwZo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7942153731370720407?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7942153731370720407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7942153731370720407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7942153731370720407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7942153731370720407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/single-grain-of-sand.html' title='A Single Grain Of Sand'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8668713138285464913</id><published>2009-07-20T12:44:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:25:15.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenie-Tiny</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to create miniature fairy gardens for some time now.  A friend of mine told me about &lt;a href="http://www.mulberrycreek.com/"&gt;Mulberry Creek Herb Farm&lt;/a&gt;.  She said that they specialized in organic herbs and miniature plants.  So, this past weekend my husband and I headed to the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was the end of their season (they close in August), we still found all types of wonderful plants.  We purchased a few and I am now in the process of creating my first tiny fairy garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the garden I'm working on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSlPRm8_2I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/W3xDMVwr46I/s1600-h/FairieGarden03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSlPRm8_2I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/W3xDMVwr46I/s400/FairieGarden03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360591138321137506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSlLlonv1I/AAAAAAAAA-I/PNqtqaZrGxI/s1600-h/FairieGarden02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSlLlonv1I/AAAAAAAAA-I/PNqtqaZrGxI/s400/FairieGarden02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360591074977365842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSg50XSF_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/HKndjfl6ZAo/s1600-h/Spikemoss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSg50XSF_I/AAAAAAAAA-A/HKndjfl6ZAo/s400/Spikemoss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360586371647018994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spikemoss, Dwarf Mound (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Selaginella brownii&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSg1ux_kPI/AAAAAAAAA94/DFICrxN7B9s/s1600-h/Ficus,+Willow-Leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSg1ux_kPI/AAAAAAAAA94/DFICrxN7B9s/s400/Ficus,+Willow-Leaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360586301428961522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficus, Willow-leaf (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ficus subulata [salicifolia]&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSgw8dRcQI/AAAAAAAAA9w/BlpinEdRGuM/s1600-h/Ficus,+Creeping+Tiny+Oak-Leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSgw8dRcQI/AAAAAAAAA9w/BlpinEdRGuM/s400/Ficus,+Creeping+Tiny+Oak-Leaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360586219200803074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficus, Creeping Tiny Oak-Leaf (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ficus pumila 'Quercifolia Minima'&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-8668713138285464913?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8668713138285464913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8668713138285464913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8668713138285464913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8668713138285464913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-wanting-to-create-miniature.html' title='Teenie-Tiny'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SmSlPRm8_2I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/W3xDMVwr46I/s72-c/FairieGarden03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5990366618952858973</id><published>2009-07-16T09:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:56:54.341-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An "Infinite Canvas"</title><content type='html'>A dynamic speech on comics and the idea of the "infinite canvas" by Scott McCloud (writer of the books &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Understanding Comics&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Making Comics&lt;/span&gt;).  I always appreciate McCloud's views concerning the comic medium and this speech is just as thought-provoking as his written work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="334" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ScottMcCloud_2005-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ScottMcCloud-2005.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=320&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=432" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="334" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ScottMcCloud_2005-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ScottMcCloud-2005.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=320&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5990366618952858973?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5990366618952858973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5990366618952858973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5990366618952858973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5990366618952858973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/infinite-canvas.html' title='An &quot;Infinite Canvas&quot;'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8322000807210717829</id><published>2009-07-15T12:36:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:15:33.104-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Knitting Drought</title><content type='html'>In case anyone was wondering why I hadn't mentioned any knitting projects recently--I don't knit in the summertime.  It's just something I don't do.  I don't know exactly why I have such a difficult time knitting in the summer.  I mean lots of people are capable of knitting in every single season without repercussions.  I knit in autumn.  I knit in winter.  But as soon as spring comes along the needles start gathering dust.  Maybe it's because I want to be outside, playing in the dirt.  Or because wool and hot weather just don't work together for me.  I can't really give a reason, I just know I don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, however, recently found myself thinking about knitting projects for Christmas presents.  And as I'm thinking about these projects, I start planning a trip or two or four to the local yarn shop.  Currently, I'm thinking my first seasonal excursion to my &lt;a href="http://www.yarncravin.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt; will be late August/early September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, while I don't really knit in the summer, I do have one or two projects lying lazily about that might get worked on intermittently during the summer season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of those layabout projects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sl4KkNqh7WI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ohJ40satR8U/s1600-h/SweetPea03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sl4KkNqh7WI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ohJ40satR8U/s400/SweetPea03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358732223877082466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sl4Kf_0ba4I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DPQoLhkLI_E/s1600-h/SweetPea02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sl4Kf_0ba4I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DPQoLhkLI_E/s400/SweetPea02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358732151441025922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pair of socks.  I have one complete sock finished.  The other one is barely started on the needles.  The yarn is fingering weight Merino Cashmere in Orchid by The Knittery.  It was a gift from &lt;a href="http://www.skeinsandbeans.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I finish soon?  Probably not.  But, then again, maybe I will.  Here's to the eternal optimism of the sporadic knitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-8322000807210717829?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8322000807210717829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8322000807210717829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8322000807210717829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8322000807210717829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/knitting-drought.html' title='The Knitting Drought'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sl4KkNqh7WI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ohJ40satR8U/s72-c/SweetPea03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-441022223581310127</id><published>2009-07-14T15:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:54:15.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooms!</title><content type='html'>Our backyard garden is in full bloom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlziSmRMc8I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/swtqcGrSwuk/s1600-h/FlowerCollage02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlziSmRMc8I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/swtqcGrSwuk/s400/FlowerCollage02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358406465802236866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the above flowers, we've got daisies, purple cone flowers, black-eyed susans, easter lilies, roses and even some foxgloves that are still holding out for the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with the flower extravaganza, my mom surprised me with an orchid today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlzgCo2R4iI/AAAAAAAAA9I/DnKBWmst2DI/s1600-h/Orchid0901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlzgCo2R4iI/AAAAAAAAA9I/DnKBWmst2DI/s400/Orchid0901.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358403992593490466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never taken care of a plant quite as exotic as an orchid.  I'm looking forward to giving it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're enjoying the blooms of the season as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-441022223581310127?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/441022223581310127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=441022223581310127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/441022223581310127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/441022223581310127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/blooms.html' title='Blooms!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlziSmRMc8I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/swtqcGrSwuk/s72-c/FlowerCollage02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2061777840586537881</id><published>2009-07-13T08:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:52:41.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Of Those Childhood Dreams</title><content type='html'>Do you remember the &lt;a href="http://www.b2science.org/"&gt;Biosphere II&lt;/a&gt; project?  One of my childhood dreams was to live in Biosphere II.  I remember thinking that it was really unfair that kids couldn't take part in the experiment.  I wanted to live in outer space too or maybe under the ocean!  So, why couldn't I live in Biosphere II?  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a speech Jane Poynter, one of the lucky inhabitants of Biosphere II, gave recently.  At it's heart her talk is about the absolute connectedness and impact we have on each other and the biosphere we call Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="334" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/param&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JanePoynter_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JanePoynter-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=320&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=573" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgColor="#ffffff" width="334" height="326" allowFullScreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JanePoynter_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JanePoynter-2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;vw=320&amp;vh=240&amp;ap=0&amp;ti=573"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2061777840586537881?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2061777840586537881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2061777840586537881&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2061777840586537881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2061777840586537881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-those-childhood-dreams.html' title='One Of Those Childhood Dreams'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-329846969438659611</id><published>2009-07-10T13:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:11:24.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Learned From Nature: The Importance of Balance &amp; Adversity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sld_90K3SkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/oaiqSmlMgkY/s1600-h/B.E.S.2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sld_90K3SkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/oaiqSmlMgkY/s400/B.E.S.2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356890981733452354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I was always scared of being swallowed up by bad experiences.  I thought if I stood perfectly still and did not affect life, then the hurtful parts of life would not affect me.  I wouldn't have to experience pain or hurt anymore. Of course, the side effect of this is that you keep yourself from experiencing the beauty of life too.  And the bad moments?  Well, they happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been gardening more and more in the last few years and one thing I've learned is  that adversity is necessary for strength.  When you start seedlings inside, before the growing season begins, it's always important to have a fan turned on, blowing on the plants.  The exposure to circulating air makes them stronger and more resistant, giving them the ability to survive when you put them out in the garden and expose them to the elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for watering plants.  You want to water them so they don't die.  But too much water means the plant roots will stay shallow and close to the surface, creating a weaker plant. Instead, you give them opportunities to search for water themselves.  The plants end up digging deep into the earth, anchoring themselves to the ground and gaining the strength they need to survive harsh weather conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a part of nature, people react to adversity like plants.  When we deal with too many difficulties sometimes our spirits wither and die, but if we never face any struggles, we become too weak to handle any real problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning not to shy away from experiences I want just because I'm afraid of failure and criticism.  And I now know when to remove myself from situations that chip away at my spirit and slowly destroy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized it's all about balance and breathing in a bit of fresh air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-329846969438659611?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/329846969438659611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=329846969438659611&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/329846969438659611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/329846969438659611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-ive-learned-from-nature-importance.html' title='What I&apos;ve Learned From Nature: The Importance of Balance &amp; Adversity'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sld_90K3SkI/AAAAAAAAA8w/oaiqSmlMgkY/s72-c/B.E.S.2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-204055602279887444</id><published>2009-07-09T07:01:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:43:57.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mackinac Island (G.N.M.B.A.--Part 4)</title><content type='html'>When you're creating your own bike adventure and that bike adventure happens to be set in Northern Michigan, then it is imperative that you visit &lt;a href="http://www.mackinacisland.org/"&gt;Mackinac Island&lt;/a&gt;.  Why?  Because on Mackinac Island there are no cars.  None.  They were banned a long time ago to insure the health and safety of the island inhabitants.  So, what's left?  Bicycles.  Tons of them.  And horse-drawn carriages.  Here's a parking lot on Mackinac Island...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXQv_T7DKI/AAAAAAAAA64/ol2ACtjnjc0/s1600-h/ParkingLot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXQv_T7DKI/AAAAAAAAA64/ol2ACtjnjc0/s400/ParkingLot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356416854694497442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit like stepping into an alternate reality.  I also got a sense of what it must have smelled like back in the 19th century (the horses and all).  Luckily, there are people who constantly pick up after the horses.  To them I say, "Thank you!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to ride around the bike path that encircles the island, stopping every now and then to enjoy the views.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTSq55dVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Zh3guvMlr9I/s1600-h/MackinacIsland02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTSq55dVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/Zh3guvMlr9I/s400/MackinacIsland02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419649535309138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTdXPeMSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3UnzoMBXINU/s1600-h/MackinacIsland03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTdXPeMSI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/3UnzoMBXINU/s400/MackinacIsland03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419833235648802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTlBiMA5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/cE4Vs5laUjM/s1600-h/MackinacIsland04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTlBiMA5I/AAAAAAAAA7g/cE4Vs5laUjM/s400/MackinacIsland04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419964847522706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXSGmR2T3I/AAAAAAAAA7A/dnhz695WRhQ/s1600-h/MackinacIsland01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXSGmR2T3I/AAAAAAAAA7A/dnhz695WRhQ/s400/MackinacIsland01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356418342623530866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to see in the picture above but the Mackinac Bridge is in the far distance.  It's the bridge that connects the mitten to the U.P.  Here's a closer view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTEtEZGZI/AAAAAAAAA7I/A_0NH8xQLsU/s1600-h/MackinacIsland06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXTEtEZGZI/AAAAAAAAA7I/A_0NH8xQLsU/s400/MackinacIsland06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356419409598028178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also sat outside the Grand Hotel and took in the scenery.  The Grand Hotel is about the size of my summer cottage.  So quaint.  ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXVOerHw-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/u1s4wjaFrRg/s1600-h/GrandHotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXVOerHw-I/AAAAAAAAA7o/u1s4wjaFrRg/s400/GrandHotel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356421776555885538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we treated ourselves to some tasty ice cream, got on the ferry to take us back to the mainland and headed home.  It was a wonderful weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-204055602279887444?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/204055602279887444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=204055602279887444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/204055602279887444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/204055602279887444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/mackinac-island-gnmba-part-4.html' title='Mackinac Island (G.N.M.B.A.--Part 4)'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlXQv_T7DKI/AAAAAAAAA64/ol2ACtjnjc0/s72-c/ParkingLot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-265305740549944120</id><published>2009-07-08T10:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T10:55:24.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pond Hill Farm (G.N.M.B.A.--Part 3)</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning, after having another yummy breakfast at &lt;a href="http://www.roastandtoast.com/"&gt;Roast and Toast&lt;/a&gt;, we headed over to Harbor Springs.  That's where we found &lt;a href="http://www.pondhill.com/index.html"&gt;Pond Hill Farm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSwdNgTnuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/bCFEJ5vpMy0/s1600-h/PondHillFarm01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSwdNgTnuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/bCFEJ5vpMy0/s400/PondHillFarm01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356099872738221794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this great organic farm and CSA (Community Supported Agriculture).  They have a small store that sells organic and natural products (we bought some sandalwood soap) and a great little cafe.  We also were able to walk around and see the animals.  That's were we met this goose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSuBWbAT_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/G7ZicxiaXiQ/s1600-h/PondHillFarm03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSuBWbAT_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/G7ZicxiaXiQ/s400/PondHillFarm03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356097195072311282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...who seemed far too busy preening itself to bother with the likes of us.  We also saw cows, sheep, chickens and goats.  I made sure to thank the sheep for the lovely wool they supply for knitting, although I wasn't really sure if these sheep were wool-giving sheep.  Anyway, they seemed more interested in the idea of me feeding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a strange contraption on the farm called a Squash Rocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSu7NlrFbI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/go4l54GnXLo/s1600-h/PondHillFarm02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSu7NlrFbI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/go4l54GnXLo/s400/PondHillFarm02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356098189133551026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giant sling shot is used to shoot veggies in the field for the animals to eat.  Fun for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also decided to partake in the strawberry picking.  We picked a bunch of lovely, non-toxic strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSwKpUquxI/AAAAAAAAA6g/VG7Mpwlmxf8/s1600-h/Strawberries01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSwKpUquxI/AAAAAAAAA6g/VG7Mpwlmxf8/s400/Strawberries01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356099553788082962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we took off down the road and headed north through the Tunnel of Trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSxPQCpnDI/AAAAAAAAA6w/baCp2p2_C2c/s1600-h/TunnelofTrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSxPQCpnDI/AAAAAAAAA6w/baCp2p2_C2c/s400/TunnelofTrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356100732412599346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop?  Mackinac Island!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-265305740549944120?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/265305740549944120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=265305740549944120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/265305740549944120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/265305740549944120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/pond-hill-farm-gnmba-part-3.html' title='Pond Hill Farm (G.N.M.B.A.--Part 3)'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlSwdNgTnuI/AAAAAAAAA6o/bCFEJ5vpMy0/s72-c/PondHillFarm01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5262162142324615895</id><published>2009-07-07T08:29:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:50:48.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Traverse Wheelway (G.N.M.B.A.--Part 2)</title><content type='html'>The whole time we were on the Vasa Trail I'd been smack-talking about how I was going to beat Jonathan at miniature golf and that he was going to cry like a little girl.  So, that afternoon we headed over to Pirate's Cove in Traverse City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happens when you smack-talk.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my defeat we hung out at the lake, enjoyed a beautiful sunset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNEI-F4rxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cHu4eLaR7v0/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNEI-F4rxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cHu4eLaR7v0/s400/Sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355699302770978578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and watched fireworks from our hotel balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to day two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we headed over to East Park to get on the &lt;a href="http://www.trailscouncil.org/inside/little-traverse-wheelway_27/"&gt;Little Traverse Wheelway&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great trail, with amazing views...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNFpe0mYCI/AAAAAAAAA5g/UIpI0pHGJdI/s1600-h/L.T.W.01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNFpe0mYCI/AAAAAAAAA5g/UIpI0pHGJdI/s400/L.T.W.01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355700960824287266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNF4OjZg-I/AAAAAAAAA5o/QrAq3y_ZJz4/s1600-h/L.T.W.02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNF4OjZg-I/AAAAAAAAA5o/QrAq3y_ZJz4/s400/L.T.W.02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355701214155211746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop on the trail was Petoskey, which wasn't very far from East Park.  We had to stop at our favorite coffee shop in Northern Michigan--&lt;a href="http://www.roastandtoast.com/index.html"&gt;Roast and Toast&lt;/a&gt; -- for some tasty breakfast fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNHs4_B-eI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7_n036guK_s/s1600-h/Roast%26Toast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNHs4_B-eI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7_n036guK_s/s400/Roast%26Toast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355703218410224098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNH0TR4HvI/AAAAAAAAA54/t9eRDG7Yjk0/s1600-h/Breakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNH0TR4HvI/AAAAAAAAA54/t9eRDG7Yjk0/s400/Breakfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355703345727676146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we jumped on our bikes and continued our adventure on the Little Traverse Wheelway.  Along the way we stopped at the &lt;a href="http://www.michigandnr.com/parksandtrails/details.aspx?id=483&amp;amp;type=SPRK"&gt;Petoskey State Park&lt;/a&gt; to dunk our feet in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon we strolled around Charlevoix and ate dinner at the most awesome Cajun restaurant that I have ever eaten at...&lt;a href="http://www.magnumhospitality.com/pearls.asp"&gt;Pearl's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNKV63scsI/AAAAAAAAA6A/IrjJh4ZCfcM/s1600-h/Pearls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNKV63scsI/AAAAAAAAA6A/IrjJh4ZCfcM/s400/Pearls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355706122314216130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan and I eat there every time we're in Northern Michigan. The food is amazing.  If you're ever in the area, GO!  Unless, of course, you don't like Cajun food.  It's located in Elk Rapids, which is a little town nestled between Charlevoix and Traverse City.  Try the buttermilk pie with cinnamon ice cream.  You'll love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the day we went for a brief kayak ride and then watched the moon rise over Elk Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNMDI4j7iI/AAAAAAAAA6I/fOTefXatDOQ/s1600-h/MoonlightWBL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNMDI4j7iI/AAAAAAAAA6I/fOTefXatDOQ/s400/MoonlightWBL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355707998681689634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-5262162142324615895?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5262162142324615895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5262162142324615895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5262162142324615895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5262162142324615895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-traverse-wheelway-gnmba-part-2.html' title='Little Traverse Wheelway (G.N.M.B.A.--Part 2)'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlNEI-F4rxI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/cHu4eLaR7v0/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3185603507864588671</id><published>2009-07-06T09:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:44:12.908-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vasa Trail (G.reat N.orthern M.ichigan B.iking A.dventure--Part 1)</title><content type='html'>A couple of weekends ago we were kayaking on the river with a friend and our friend mentioned that he was heading to Northern Michigan for the holiday weekend.  Needless to say, he planted a seed in our heads that sprouted into a full-blown plan to also head north for the holiday.  It was all very last minute and we were lucky to find some available places to sleep.  So, early Friday morning (like 4 a.m.) we strapped our bikes to the back of the car and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up having lots of fun experiences over the weekend.  Too many for just one post.  I'm probably going to post little by little about it as the week progresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first place we arrived at was the &lt;a href="http://www.traversetrails.org/trails/vasa/"&gt;Vasa Trail&lt;/a&gt;, just outside of Traverse City.  It's a trail for hiking, mountain biking and cross-country skiing.  We, of course, were there for the biking.  We had never been to the trail before, but Jonathan had heard of it when he worked summers in Elk Rapids.  It has trails that range from a 3k to a 25k.  Naively, I wanted to head straight to the 25k, but my husband cautioned against it.  "Let's go slow and see what were up against," he said.  I grumbled a bit, but agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so at this point in the post I have to admit something.  He was right.  Yep.  He was right to keep us from plowing ahead like biking fools.  I didn't get very far before the trail started to kick me in the butt.  I ended up walking up a lot of the steeper hills and Jonathan called it the Bike-Hike.  A Bike-Hike, in case you were wondering, is when you take your bike with you, but you don't actually ride it.  Instead you take it for a walk like you would a beloved pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the entire morning we walked and rode and had lots of fun!  The park is beautiful (check out the pics below). Plus, we feel challenged and motivated to get stronger and return to tackle the trail again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the trail head.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlH_4-1HBNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/6ZN2fIpWjc0/s1600-h/Vasa02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlH_4-1HBNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/6ZN2fIpWjc0/s400/Vasa02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355342786323743954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of many oddly shaped trees...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlIAJySJ-SI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QWMHcJFqCsI/s1600-h/Vasa06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlIAJySJ-SI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/QWMHcJFqCsI/s400/Vasa06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355343075013687586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan ascending one of the smaller, unofficial trails...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlIAE2y4ULI/AAAAAAAAA5I/drnvaK-JjBc/s1600-h/Vasa05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlIAE2y4ULI/AAAAAAAAA5I/drnvaK-JjBc/s400/Vasa05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355342990325338290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dirty bikes are the happiest bikes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlH_zro58gI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uUmgZV6yYV0/s1600-h/Vasa01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlH_zro58gI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uUmgZV6yYV0/s400/Vasa01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355342695272935938" 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/7956834829538083631-3185603507864588671?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3185603507864588671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3185603507864588671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3185603507864588671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3185603507864588671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/07/vasa-trail-great-northern-michigan.html' title='Vasa Trail (G.reat N.orthern M.ichigan B.iking A.dventure--Part 1)'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SlH_4-1HBNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/6ZN2fIpWjc0/s72-c/Vasa02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4505826647184337296</id><published>2009-06-24T06:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:05:37.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For A Laugh</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favorite &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Walken"&gt;Christopher Walken&lt;/a&gt; skits on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saturday_Night_Live"&gt;SNL&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I watch it I laugh out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="296" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/JT14-vlfFLr0Q8QuNBXTCA/0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/JT14-vlfFLr0Q8QuNBXTCA/0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="296" width="512"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-4505826647184337296?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4505826647184337296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4505826647184337296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4505826647184337296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4505826647184337296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-for-laugh.html' title='Just For A Laugh'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8984403120220606361</id><published>2009-06-10T09:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:48:35.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture A Box...</title><content type='html'>I love the show &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;.  It's smart, mysterious and even epic.  It's one of the few shows where the creators actually listen to the fans. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side note to writers (who will never actually read this):  Would someone please toughen Kate up.  She's the only super tracker I've seen that gets caught by the enemy EVERY SINGLE TIME.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I love &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;, I'm glad it's ending next year.  More television shows should follow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost's&lt;/span&gt; lead.  Tell a story, take us for an amazing ride and then end it.  Don't milk the show for money and ratings until it's an emaciated piece of creativity dying on some sound stage floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I came across this speech by J.J. Abrams (creator of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt;).  The speech is from a couple of years ago.  It's an interesting look at storytelling and moviemaking.  He talks about the idea of a mystery box and imagination as well as the democracy of creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JJAbrams_2007-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JJAbrams-2007.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=205"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/JJAbrams_2007-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/JJAbrams-2007.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=205" height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-8984403120220606361?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8984403120220606361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8984403120220606361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8984403120220606361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8984403120220606361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/06/picture-box.html' title='Picture A Box...'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7911519916925782792</id><published>2009-06-08T12:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:11:31.048-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Writer's Genius Lives in The Wall</title><content type='html'>I want to share this really wonderful speech by &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethgilbert.com/"&gt;Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;/a&gt;, author of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eat, Pray, Love&lt;/span&gt;, about creativity and writing.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ElizabethGilbert_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElizabethGilbert_2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=453"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf" pluginspace="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/embed/ElizabethGilbert_2009-embed_high.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/ElizabethGilbert_2009.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=453" height="326" width="446"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7911519916925782792?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7911519916925782792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7911519916925782792&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7911519916925782792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7911519916925782792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/06/writers-genius-lives-in-wall.html' title='A Writer&apos;s Genius Lives in The Wall'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6245607706400027303</id><published>2009-05-13T19:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:19:42.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GNOME</title><content type='html'>Gnomes like gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gardens like gnomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a garden built for a gnome...&lt;br /&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/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SgtULfUXcVI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/b2v-h2PJY9g/s1600-h/Gnome01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SgtULfUXcVI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/b2v-h2PJY9g/s320/Gnome01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335450739912700242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(try clicking on the picture if you want to see it better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden has dill and chives and violas because this particular gnome likes cheesy herb omelets and candied flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every garden should have a little space for a gnome.  Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6245607706400027303?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6245607706400027303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6245607706400027303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6245607706400027303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6245607706400027303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/05/gnome.html' title='GNOME'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SgtULfUXcVI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/b2v-h2PJY9g/s72-c/Gnome01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7854925617623776932</id><published>2009-04-20T19:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:55:44.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Read A Book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sez_-zp5hDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/diblnIn87ys/s1600-h/Books0209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sez_-zp5hDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/diblnIn87ys/s320/Books0209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326913913755370546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that when you watch certain news programs the supposed journalists always choose the loudest and most ignorant "man on the street" to make an uninformed and, frankly, nasty statement about the current hot topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To these media pawns I say, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Read a book! &lt;/span&gt;Pick up a book and read it.  Not propaganda.  Not rhetoric.  But literature and honest histories. Because every time you read a book your mind opens a bit more and you see the world differently.  Then, maybe, you'll learn something new.  And after you've read some of these stories, maybe you won't hate your neighbor so much.  Maybe you'll understand them a little better.  Maybe you won't be used by the media so easily.  Maybe you'll make a real, positive impact on the world.  Maybe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's just a thought.&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/7956834829538083631-7854925617623776932?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7854925617623776932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7854925617623776932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7854925617623776932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7854925617623776932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/04/read-book.html' title='Read A Book!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sez_-zp5hDI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/diblnIn87ys/s72-c/Books0209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5294252690343700158</id><published>2009-04-06T10:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:19:09.644-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifting</title><content type='html'>I enjoy the giving of gifts.  In fact, I am one of those people that can hardly wait to give a gift.  I've tried to restrain from giving gifts too far in advance but usually I fail miserably at that task.  If I can make it to within five days of the actual gift-giving extravaganza, that is a triumph.  I also like giving gifts at random moments when it is completely unexpected, such as the third Tuesday of a month with the letter "U" in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of my love of gifts I've posted some pictures of presents I've recently made for friends and family.  I can't reveal all of the recipients because everyone hasn't received their gift yet, but here they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A suncatcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMeZ-bWeI/AAAAAAAAA14/sWnRSWwlCWc/s1600-h/suncatcher02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMeZ-bWeI/AAAAAAAAA14/sWnRSWwlCWc/s320/suncatcher02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579626199996898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitch markers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMXGoTrGI/AAAAAAAAA1w/zNnE_9X0N1c/s1600-h/LizGift04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMXGoTrGI/AAAAAAAAA1w/zNnE_9X0N1c/s320/LizGift04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579500747861090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bracelet for my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMHii-_3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/HEuX56yRVOc/s1600-h/Bracelet03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMHii-_3I/AAAAAAAAA1g/HEuX56yRVOc/s320/Bracelet03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579233363820402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorful socks for my dad's 60th birthday celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMOIuefwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/4HWraTHoH1Y/s1600-h/Daffodil07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMOIuefwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/4HWraTHoH1Y/s320/Daffodil07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579346691784450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these stitch markers I gave to me.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sdoc8Og7GMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/chiNlE-QCkI/s1600-h/StitchMarkers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sdoc8Og7GMI/AAAAAAAAA2A/chiNlE-QCkI/s320/StitchMarkers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321597730705578178" 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/7956834829538083631-5294252690343700158?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5294252690343700158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5294252690343700158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5294252690343700158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5294252690343700158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/04/gifting.html' title='Gifting'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SdoMeZ-bWeI/AAAAAAAAA14/sWnRSWwlCWc/s72-c/suncatcher02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6001522296536905565</id><published>2009-03-28T07:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:30:42.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coconut Adventure</title><content type='html'>Jonathan loves coconut macaroons dipped in melted chocolate.  He loves them like he loves pineapple and ham on his pizza.  A whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that he liked coconut macaroons and, yet, for some reason I had never attempted to make them.  Maybe they scared me a bit.  To me they looked slightly elaborate in structure.  They seemed to be one of those sweet confections that required an extra amount of attention or it would all go horribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I must of been feeling extraordinarily courageous because I got it into my head to try and surprise him with coconut macaroons.  I went to Martha Stewart for help or at least her &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.  I found a &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/recipe/coconut-macaroons?autonomy_kw=Coconut%20Macaroons&amp;amp;rsc=header_1"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;.  Surprisingly, the macaroons did not look too difficult to make.  So, I set forth on my coconut adventure and it turned out to be more like a stroll in the park on a perfect spring afternoon.  They were super easy to make.  It shocked me how easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are, sitting around in they toasted, golden deliciousness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4Ro9nzPrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/97aj0Y4sf7M/s1600-h/Coconut02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4Ro9nzPrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/97aj0Y4sf7M/s320/Coconut02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318207605405073074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I melted chocolate and even kept myself from sticking my finger in the chocolate and eating it all before it could get to the macaroons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4Rj1NK9LI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b4gf0-GkJ0E/s1600-h/Coconut01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4Rj1NK9LI/AAAAAAAAA1A/b4gf0-GkJ0E/s320/Coconut01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318207517246551218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dipped half of each one into the chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4RsRaC9sI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/IQiCNSXs5IQ/s1600-h/Coconut03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4RsRaC9sI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/IQiCNSXs5IQ/s320/Coconut03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318207662255699650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are DELICIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like toasted coconut, you have to make these.  Do it!  Anyone else you know who likes coconut will love you for these.  So, go forth on your own coconut adventure and have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6001522296536905565?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6001522296536905565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6001522296536905565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6001522296536905565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6001522296536905565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/03/coconut-adventure.html' title='The Coconut Adventure'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sc4Ro9nzPrI/AAAAAAAAA1I/97aj0Y4sf7M/s72-c/Coconut02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3238245921374988823</id><published>2009-03-27T08:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:14:06.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocus Awake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SczCGF1bsPI/AAAAAAAAA0w/uFybLQcKA6c/s1600-h/Crocus01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SczCGF1bsPI/AAAAAAAAA0w/uFybLQcKA6c/s320/Crocus01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317838669919006962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just another sign of spring's arrival!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SczChkz6SbI/AAAAAAAAA04/1tyM5Wfx01o/s1600-h/Crocus04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SczChkz6SbI/AAAAAAAAA04/1tyM5Wfx01o/s320/Crocus04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317839142090590642" 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/7956834829538083631-3238245921374988823?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3238245921374988823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3238245921374988823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3238245921374988823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3238245921374988823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/03/crocus-awake.html' title='Crocus Awake!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SczCGF1bsPI/AAAAAAAAA0w/uFybLQcKA6c/s72-c/Crocus01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3472333584683282918</id><published>2009-03-25T16:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:38:18.077-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seedlings</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cosmos_%28plant%29"&gt;Cosmos&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zinnia"&gt;Zinnias&lt;/a&gt; started poking their tiny selves out of the dirt sometime during the night.  I’m hoping I can fill the non-vegetable areas of the garden with a superabundance of flower awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqStTWQPAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2O2ctvqpgno/s1600-h/Seedling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqStTWQPAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2O2ctvqpgno/s320/Seedling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317223617049672706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve also been working on some knitting projects.  I’m using the leftover &lt;a href="http://www.malabrigoyarn.com/"&gt;Malabrigo&lt;/a&gt; from my &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall07/PATTfoliage.html"&gt;Foliage&lt;/a&gt; project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqSmXoqaTI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/yAsoeCNJ98o/s1600-h/FoliageVersion2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqSmXoqaTI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/yAsoeCNJ98o/s320/FoliageVersion2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317223497941543218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for a Kitschy Kerchief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqSxb3uCNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/onhikhg3NCw/s1600-h/KitschyKerchief.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqSxb3uCNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/onhikhg3NCw/s320/KitschyKerchief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317223688056998098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s one of the beginner patterns from &lt;a href="http://www.knithappens.com/content/view/13/1/"&gt;S ‘n B&lt;/a&gt;.  Sometimes it nice to go back to basics.  It’s like a bit of a breather in-between the bigger projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got some more knitty projects on needles of which I will write about later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling! :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3472333584683282918?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3472333584683282918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3472333584683282918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3472333584683282918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3472333584683282918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/03/seedlings.html' title='Seedlings'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/ScqStTWQPAI/AAAAAAAAA0g/2O2ctvqpgno/s72-c/Seedling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2153062293139154457</id><published>2009-03-04T13:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:53:52.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Today's post meanders a bit, touching on a few random thoughts and musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random #1:&lt;br /&gt;Today, while I volunteered at the 577 Foundation, I glanced at the bonsai trees (which are nicely displayed now on driftwood platforms) and I thought about why I love them.  I love bonsai trees because they spark my imagination.  As a child I always conjured up fairies or talking mice or talking fairy mice who lived and hid among the bonsai trees.  Even now, as an adult, when I look at a bonsai tree, I see the potential for stories about hidden worlds overlooked by those to busy to see them.  Trees in general, whether they are 12 inches or 312 feet tall, always remind me of one of my favorite quotes, "Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to remind myself of that when I think I need to rush my way through life.  That quote always brings me back to center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7Dqte-vXI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tFbR83ooZgI/s1600-h/Bonsai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7Dqte-vXI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tFbR83ooZgI/s320/Bonsai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396149247851890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random #2:&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days ago, I ordered my seeds.  I ordered them from &lt;a href="http://www.johnnyseeds.com/Home.aspx?ct=HG"&gt;Johnny's&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.highmowingseeds.com/"&gt;High Mowing Seeds&lt;/a&gt;.  Soon they will be here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started putting some seeds that a friend gave me into seedling trays.  These are testers, while I wait for my seed order.  Some of the seeds were a few years old, so I'm hoping they will germinate.  Even though I have been gardening for awhile now, I am still amazed by the fact that something as tiny as a seed can create plants and veggies and fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7Dlhwe3HI/AAAAAAAAAzU/tE7lGyB56dI/s1600-h/SeedTray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7Dlhwe3HI/AAAAAAAAAzU/tE7lGyB56dI/s320/SeedTray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309396060200688754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random #3:&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to &lt;a href="http://insanknitty.blogspot.com/"&gt;Insanknitty&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://yarncravin.com/"&gt;The Yarn Cravin'&lt;/a&gt;.  It was fun seeing everyone again, like &lt;a href="http://www.skeinsandbeans.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://ttownknitiot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;.  I think I'm going to try and make Insanknitty a habit.  Oh, and HOORAY for Addi Purl, the cutest little puppy knitting mascot ever!  I wish I had a picture of her, but I don't.  At least not yet!  She sat on my lap last night and tried to eat my hair.  Silly puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random #4:&lt;br /&gt;Just a picture of an orchid in bloom.  Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7DgbzoU0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/wo2gewFbkM0/s1600-h/Orchid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7DgbzoU0I/AAAAAAAAAzM/wo2gewFbkM0/s320/Orchid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309395972703933250" 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/7956834829538083631-2153062293139154457?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2153062293139154457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2153062293139154457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2153062293139154457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2153062293139154457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/03/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/Sa7Dqte-vXI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tFbR83ooZgI/s72-c/Bonsai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-5699327647777235007</id><published>2009-02-18T13:51:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:55:29.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sometimes Stinky, Sometimes Sweet Scented Geranium</title><content type='html'>Once a week I volunteer at the &lt;a href="http://www.577foundation.org/"&gt;577 Foundation&lt;/a&gt; and help out with all things botanical.  This is the same place I have my community garden (garden planning has begun as well!!!).  Anyhoo, today's volunteer duties consisted of taking care of the scented geraniums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxY8fth0XI/AAAAAAAAAy8/FVzvByd_Kgo/s1600-h/CUgeranium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxY8fth0XI/AAAAAAAAAy8/FVzvByd_Kgo/s320/CUgeranium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304212257463456114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I pruned leaves, removed the plants from their pots, teased their roots, stuck them back in the pots, refreshed them with new soil and then showered them with a diluted epsom salt bath (apparently, their muscles get sore and achy too).  I had to quarantine four of the geraniums because it seemed that they had become deluxe condominiums for white flies.  Poor little geraniums had to go to sick bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it might not seem exciting to hang out with geraniums (especially the stinky ones) and dirt, but I LOVE IT!  There's something about flowers and plants and trees that simply makes me happy, inspires my imagination and just plain relaxes me (Except for when a big hairy spider surprises me while I'm pruning. At that point I am neither happy or relaxed and am focused solely on getting far away from the clutches of Shelob).  So, other than the scary, bloodsucking, fiend-like bugs there are smiles all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxZAcsW6NI/AAAAAAAAAzE/EvbiPqDQrzY/s1600-h/ScentedGeranium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxZAcsW6NI/AAAAAAAAAzE/EvbiPqDQrzY/s320/ScentedGeranium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304212325372717266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Repotted geraniums all lined up and ready to return to the dome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides hanging out in the potting shed today, I've also started planning for this year's garden.  My garden's theme will be based on the foods of Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;These are the contenders so far:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pinto Beans                 &lt;br /&gt;2. Cilantro&lt;br /&gt;3. Sweet White Corn&lt;br /&gt;4. Epazote&lt;br /&gt;5. Onions&lt;br /&gt;6. Scallions&lt;br /&gt;7. Tomatillos&lt;br /&gt;8. Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;9. An assortment of chili peppers&lt;br /&gt;10. Pumpkin (I want to try making pumpkin seed mole from scratch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will also be sunflowers, marigolds, cosmos, zinnias and nasturtium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't worked everything out, yet.  So, some more vegetables might be added and some might be taken away.  I wish I could grow citrus (lemon and lime) trees and avocado trees!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super excited!  w00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little splash of color to help you survive this cold rainy day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxY3SNel7I/AAAAAAAAAy0/SO0JgJN-luI/s1600-h/BirdofParadise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxY3SNel7I/AAAAAAAAAy0/SO0JgJN-luI/s320/BirdofParadise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304212167940020146" 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/7956834829538083631-5699327647777235007?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/5699327647777235007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=5699327647777235007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5699327647777235007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/5699327647777235007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes-stinky-sometimes-sweet.html' title='The Sometimes Stinky, Sometimes Sweet Scented Geranium'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZxY8fth0XI/AAAAAAAAAy8/FVzvByd_Kgo/s72-c/CUgeranium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6500813192457169341</id><published>2009-02-10T07:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T08:07:57.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Long!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZF62PThEVI/AAAAAAAAAys/jDHrxSf4DAw/s1600-h/IceStorm02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZF62PThEVI/AAAAAAAAAys/jDHrxSf4DAw/s320/IceStorm02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153308631699794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Deep Freeze!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been far too long since I've posted anything.  Hopefully, I'll get back into the swing of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's a pic of my lil' cousin playing in the snow.  I knitted the scarf she's wearing.  It's leftover Noro Kureyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZF6pqWBWYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/qLY7p71NDEg/s1600-h/BriannaSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZF6pqWBWYI/AAAAAAAAAyk/qLY7p71NDEg/s320/BriannaSnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301153092551661954" 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/7956834829538083631-6500813192457169341?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6500813192457169341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6500813192457169341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6500813192457169341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6500813192457169341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2009/02/too-long.html' title='Too Long!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SZF62PThEVI/AAAAAAAAAys/jDHrxSf4DAw/s72-c/IceStorm02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4287411660966469689</id><published>2008-11-05T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:07:16.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SRF-KkTn_HI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CdoFX6-RdpY/s1600-h/ObamaWins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SRF-KkTn_HI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CdoFX6-RdpY/s320/ObamaWins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265128159382600818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes We Can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-4287411660966469689?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4287411660966469689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4287411660966469689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4287411660966469689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4287411660966469689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes.html' title='YES!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SRF-KkTn_HI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CdoFX6-RdpY/s72-c/ObamaWins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-9137120881043694500</id><published>2008-10-05T08:51:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:44:53.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If The World Gives You Apples, Make Apple Cider</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we ventured out to the Cleveland area to make delicious cider with some friends of ours.  This is the second time we've done it and it's always sticky, sweet fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking...I want to make cider too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, do not despair, I will share with you the basic steps of cidermaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Before making cider you need a cider press.  Find a friend with one or &lt;a href="http://www.motherearthnews.com/Do-It-Yourself/1976-09-01/How-To-Build-A-Cider-Press.aspx"&gt;make one&lt;/a&gt; for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Get yourself some apples!  Lots of them and of all different varieties.  It's the varying flavors of apples that make cider taste so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4TRpmG_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/s3fdPSJsUzI/s1600-h/Apples1004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4TRpmG_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/s3fdPSJsUzI/s320/Apples1004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253651606622575602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Wash the apples.  Get all the gunk and possible pesticides (yuk!) off of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi58PuwkXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gaWqUCDPwE4/s1600-h/CleanApples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi58PuwkXI/AAAAAAAAAjE/gaWqUCDPwE4/s320/CleanApples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253653409993625970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Gather up a large group of friends and family to help with the labor and promise them they'll get the sweet rewards of their hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi6KlnDVII/AAAAAAAAAjM/62MsKKYv3sk/s1600-h/BigGroup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi6KlnDVII/AAAAAAAAAjM/62MsKKYv3sk/s320/BigGroup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253653656385049730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Start cutting.  You have to get all the nasty bits out the apples.  Say good-bye to worms and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi5GPGbipI/AAAAAAAAAi0/i5f4TBv8ECc/s1600-h/slicingapples02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi5GPGbipI/AAAAAAAAAi0/i5f4TBv8ECc/s320/slicingapples02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652482111539858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Be careful when cutting up the apples.  My fingers got a couple of nicks.  Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4azx_v-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/jnP0OHdGJ1k/s1600-h/BandAid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4azx_v-I/AAAAAAAAAh0/jnP0OHdGJ1k/s320/BandAid.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253651736043700194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Pile up all the yummy cuttings.  Eat a little if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4ujS4QWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/vvIhog_aPmI/s1600-h/CutApples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4ujS4QWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/vvIhog_aPmI/s320/CutApples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652075215602018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Place the apples in the press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4p4v2vBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/xchayUvjDG0/s1600-h/CiderPress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4p4v2vBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/xchayUvjDG0/s320/CiderPress.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253651995074935826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Turn the wheel, push the apples through and watch as the sweet golden nectar flows.  Bees will be your constant companions when making cider.  They love it.  I've even had a bee sip cider off my fingers.  They're wild for the stuff.  They don't usually get aggressive they just want to join the party and try and drown themselves too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4k5NCwyI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8RiPNwXWI4E/s1600-h/CiderCu02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4k5NCwyI/AAAAAAAAAiE/8RiPNwXWI4E/s320/CiderCu02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253651909298012962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Using a strainer and a funnel, fill the jugs full of the yummy stuff.  Try to refrain from putting your head beneath the spigot and filling your mouth full of cider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4y3EozuI/AAAAAAAAAic/Dh76SSPQ3sE/s1600-h/FillingCiderJug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4y3EozuI/AAAAAAAAAic/Dh76SSPQ3sE/s320/FillingCiderJug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652149244055266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Ta-dah!  Delicious, homemade cider for all to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi44rLJc6I/AAAAAAAAAik/uDHbqViFvc8/s1600-h/FinishedCider.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi44rLJc6I/AAAAAAAAAik/uDHbqViFvc8/s320/FinishedCider.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652249129350050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note:  You're going to be left with a lot of pressed apples.  Give them to your neighboring farm animals or put them in a compost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi5AvS3jVI/AAAAAAAAAis/LtZDqu8Nx8U/s1600-h/pulpedapples.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi5AvS3jVI/AAAAAAAAAis/LtZDqu8Nx8U/s320/pulpedapples.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253652387674426706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, there's nothing quite as good as your own homemade cider!  Yum!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-9137120881043694500?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/9137120881043694500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=9137120881043694500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/9137120881043694500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/9137120881043694500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-world-gives-you-apples-make-apple.html' title='If The World Gives You Apples, Make Apple Cider'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOi4TRpmG_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/s3fdPSJsUzI/s72-c/Apples1004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8258380471594827628</id><published>2008-10-01T15:37:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:53:52.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmm....Autumn!</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've done any real knitting.  I suppose I'm more of a seasonal knitter because as soon as it warms up my projects seem to go into hiding.  Of course, that also means that when that autumn chill fills the air and thoughts of apple orchards and warm cider ramble through my mind I suddenly have a desire to knit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I picked up my straight 8s and now I'm working on a scarf from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scarfSTYLE&lt;/span&gt; by Pam Allen.  It's the Misty Garden scarf created by Jo Sharp.  I'm using Plymouth Encore Worsted which is completely different from what the pattern calls for, but it's the leftover from my &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/03/sparkly-thumb-of-approval.html"&gt;husband's sweater&lt;/a&gt;.  And I'm liking how it's turning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPR9IVWV3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/8GYLYVOoDzE/s1600-h/MGScarf03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPR9IVWV3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/8GYLYVOoDzE/s320/MGScarf03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252272438583383922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPR3KbHDjI/AAAAAAAAAhc/h269I8rXlkk/s1600-h/MGScarf02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPR3KbHDjI/AAAAAAAAAhc/h269I8rXlkk/s320/MGScarf02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252272336065203762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPRvaGycaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/9JFyd265zoM/s1600-h/CUMGScarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPRvaGycaI/AAAAAAAAAhU/9JFyd265zoM/s320/CUMGScarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252272202835980706" 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/7956834829538083631-8258380471594827628?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8258380471594827628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8258380471594827628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8258380471594827628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8258380471594827628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/10/mmmmmautumn.html' title='Mmmmm....Autumn!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SOPR9IVWV3I/AAAAAAAAAhk/8GYLYVOoDzE/s72-c/MGScarf03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-7251533153484505733</id><published>2008-09-04T07:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T07:26:12.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leafy Bug Dude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SL-_9yuyGYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/DOU2hDaIpIg/s1600-h/leafbug01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SL-_9yuyGYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/DOU2hDaIpIg/s320/leafbug01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242119559593466242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, this little guy wanted to go for an early morning ride around town.  It's much easier than flying and jumping everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunflowers I planted at my community garden are in bloom.  I like them very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SL_AhLVyt6I/AAAAAAAAAg4/aTdfU_b-N40/s1600-h/Sunflower02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SL_AhLVyt6I/AAAAAAAAAg4/aTdfU_b-N40/s320/Sunflower02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242120167494956962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's a public service announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wear a helmet when riding your bike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My husband was riding his bike home from work two weeks ago when he was hit by a mini-van.  It was the driver's fault.  He's banged up, bruised, his knees hurt a lot and he has to do some physical therapy for his neck, back and knees, but, relatively speaking, he's doing good.  Also, his helmet cracked, but it protected his noggin from cracking.  So, don't trust that people in vehicles are paying attention and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wear your helmet&lt;/span&gt;.  You might think that a bicycle helmet isn't on your list of fashionable apparel, but like my father-in-law says, "In a fight between a car and a bike, the car always wins."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-7251533153484505733?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/7251533153484505733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=7251533153484505733&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7251533153484505733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/7251533153484505733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/09/leafy-bug-dude.html' title='Leafy Bug Dude'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SL-_9yuyGYI/AAAAAAAAAgw/DOU2hDaIpIg/s72-c/leafbug01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1470020080248015869</id><published>2008-07-21T11:51:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:34:24.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Minty Afternoon</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marked the beginning of the Backyard/Patio Garden Project (I'll come up with a better name for it later).  It began with a gift.  Jonathan's father surprised us with a patio table and four chairs.  Yipee!  Then, completely unplanned, we all headed to his place.  He generously gave us many plant starters from his own garden.  After the entire car was filled with plants, Jonathan and I headed home with big smiles on our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since all the plants were freshly dug up they needed to be put in the ground as swiftly as possible lest they perish.  However, before the planting could begin I had to pull out a ton of mint!  It must have been a well tended herb garden at one point because I even found chives buried beneath the mint, but now it was obvious some sort of revolt occurred and the mint declared dominance over the realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I dug the mint up (although I know it will continue to show its head for a long while) and planted hostas, coneflowers and daises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, the plants are a little stressed out.  They just went through the dramatic experience of being ripped from the ground and placed somewhere else entirely.  So far, they seem to be holding up and feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Part One of the Project.  Part Two will deal with another section of dirt behind the apartment which I will fill with perennials.  Finally, Part Three will be the filling of pots and ornamentation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures below. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before&lt;br /&gt;(Behold the Mint Explosion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISynZ_R9VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1bjtnPm81lg/s1600-h/Mint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISynZ_R9VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1bjtnPm81lg/s320/Mint.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225497857717564754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxkyXuzbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vcNh5aApGv8/s1600-h/GardenView.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxkyXuzbI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vcNh5aApGv8/s320/GardenView.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225496713211334066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shasta Daisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISx4A3FZrI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SQMBEf5H50k/s1600-h/Daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISx4A3FZrI/AAAAAAAAAgg/SQMBEf5H50k/s320/Daisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225497043518449330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   Hosta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxoSv8nOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4OVWpPJ3z1g/s1600-h/hosta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxoSv8nOI/AAAAAAAAAgY/4OVWpPJ3z1g/s320/hosta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225496773442444514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Purple Coneflower (Echinacea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxe16ML3I/AAAAAAAAAgI/n7JdYRbdSc8/s1600-h/coneflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxe16ML3I/AAAAAAAAAgI/n7JdYRbdSc8/s320/coneflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225496611081957234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black-Eyed Susan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxbBm33FI/AAAAAAAAAgA/o2_WusHYeqw/s1600-h/B.E.Susan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISxbBm33FI/AAAAAAAAAgA/o2_WusHYeqw/s320/B.E.Susan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225496545502682194" 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/7956834829538083631-1470020080248015869?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1470020080248015869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1470020080248015869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1470020080248015869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1470020080248015869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/07/minty-afternoon.html' title='A Minty Afternoon'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SISynZ_R9VI/AAAAAAAAAgo/1bjtnPm81lg/s72-c/Mint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2432283740004935557</id><published>2008-07-20T11:57:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T12:40:32.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Try This At Home!!!</title><content type='html'>Jonathan had a sudden urge for sangria.  We had two bottles of Cherry Wine Sangria from the &lt;a href="http://www.cgtwines.com/index.php"&gt;Chateau Grand Traverse&lt;/a&gt;.  We'd gotten the bottles over four years ago, so it was probably time to use them. Excited for some fruity goodness, we poured all the ingredients into our lil' decanter when we realized our thin spoon simply wasn't long enough to stir the sugar until it dissolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgqQrtL2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/AH4zJ6jfYQc/s1600-h/spoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgqQrtL2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/AH4zJ6jfYQc/s320/spoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225126271828963170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, being the industrious lad that he is, Jonathan attached the spoon to his power drill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgvpHEU6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/ainj7mV8WeM/s1600-h/spoondrill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgvpHEU6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/ainj7mV8WeM/s320/spoondrill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225126364285522850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And away he went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINg0aFwRFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/M_OXSq9x4xg/s1600-h/Sangria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINg0aFwRFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/M_OXSq9x4xg/s320/Sangria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225126446152827986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was completely and totally worried that he was going to break the glass, but he didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sangria was yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been wanting to get started on gardening our small backyard.  Of course, when you move, money gets a bit tight at the beginning.  Lots of expenses, etc. &lt;br /&gt;The thing is when you need to get your hands in some dirt, you need to do it!  So, to assuage my desire to garden, I painted some ol' cans and turned them into pots for impatiens (I bought the impatiens at the hardware store for 94 cents).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgiveZukI/AAAAAAAAAfg/8KTKBdIxPbM/s1600-h/canpots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgiveZukI/AAAAAAAAAfg/8KTKBdIxPbM/s320/canpots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225126142655707714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the lesson is don't be afraid to use a bit of imagination to solve your problems and to trust that your husband knows what he's doing!  Well, I don't know about that last part...  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2432283740004935557?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2432283740004935557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2432283740004935557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2432283740004935557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2432283740004935557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-try-this-at-home.html' title='Don&apos;t Try This At Home!!!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SINgqQrtL2I/AAAAAAAAAfo/AH4zJ6jfYQc/s72-c/spoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-130198714555490804</id><published>2008-07-03T08:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T08:47:16.404-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peachy-Keen</title><content type='html'>I walked into &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yesterday to discover...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGzBHNX4UPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ZAZfj6nGt4U/s1600-h/PrincessPeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGzBHNX4UPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ZAZfj6nGt4U/s320/PrincessPeach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218758397808627954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...my own signature drink (look in the upper right hand corner of the pic)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a bit of experimentation.  Normally, they offer a delicious raspberry lemonade.  I've enjoyed it many a time, but one day I decided to ask for a different flavoring.  I asked for strawberry and, of course, it was tasty.  After that rebellious act (which wasn't actually very rebellious), I decided to try all the fruity flavors (there was even a brief discussion about trying one of the non-fruit flavors, but we came to the conclusion that while hazelnut tastes great in coffee, it probably wouldn't work in lemonade. :oP)  Thus began my pioneering adventure in extravagant lemonades.  After the strawberry, it was pomegranate. That was followed by passion fruit.  All yummy but not quite a taste explosion.  Then I asked for peach and I LOVED IT!   So, I've stopped at the peach for a bit because it's super tasty, but I will be heading on in my search for crazy, super-flavorful taste combinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're in downtown P-burg, stop at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;r&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/span&gt; and have a Princess Peach Lemonade!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and eat a chocolate-covered frozen banana bite too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-130198714555490804?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/130198714555490804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=130198714555490804&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/130198714555490804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/130198714555490804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/07/peachy-keen.html' title='Peachy-Keen'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGzBHNX4UPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/ZAZfj6nGt4U/s72-c/PrincessPeach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2332199808527748373</id><published>2008-06-30T10:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:44:13.143-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daisies and Boxes</title><content type='html'>We cleared out the old apartment, handed over the keys and said our good-byes.  We loved the apartment for its character, light and history.  Unfortunately, there were many negative conditions that started to pile up without a remedy.  Overtime the positive aspects found themselves buried beneath a mountain of inaction and we had to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwK-hrfZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Vz2SLKq2cZg/s1600-h/OldApartment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwK-hrfZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Vz2SLKq2cZg/s320/OldApartment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217684239682338194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fireplace was awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new place is lovely and there's even a back porch for a container garden.  Hooray! Right now it is full of boxes! However, the yarn has started to make its way out of the boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwELmefsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/92228tPwvEI/s1600-h/MovingYarn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwELmefsI/AAAAAAAAAfA/92228tPwvEI/s320/MovingYarn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217684122933034690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The yarns yawned, stretched and exclaimed,&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooo, light!  We're so excited.  Please make us into wonderfully, wonderful socks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a gardening note...&lt;br /&gt;I planted daisies in my parents' backyard last year (my mom loves them).  They didn't flower.  This year, however, they made a comback.  Daisies make a day just a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwV6ObXlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/scdyT6UZ9HQ/s1600-h/Daisy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwV6ObXlI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/scdyT6UZ9HQ/s320/Daisy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217684427506409042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to unpacking and everything else that goes along with moving.  Smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2332199808527748373?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2332199808527748373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2332199808527748373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2332199808527748373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2332199808527748373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/06/daisies-and-boxes.html' title='Daisies and Boxes'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SGjwK-hrfZI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Vz2SLKq2cZg/s72-c/OldApartment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-3211313063958664409</id><published>2008-06-10T14:59:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:30:45.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hodgepodge of Information</title><content type='html'>My Aunt Lupe and Uncle Robin came up this past weekend to see my parents' artwork (it was being shown at a local gallery).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they both enjoyed playing with lil' Brianna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More milk, please!&lt;/span&gt;&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://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7PmhUOO0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/PSL4wHMBdmk/s1600-h/Rob%2BBrianna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7PmhUOO0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/PSL4wHMBdmk/s320/Rob%2BBrianna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210330079599409986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brianna contemplates the meaning of art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7PhNawmyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/0p8VlzGQ9ag/s1600-h/Lupe%2Bbrianna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7PhNawmyI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/0p8VlzGQ9ag/s320/Lupe%2Bbrianna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210329988358773538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also finished planting most of my garden.  I ended up planting zucchini, cucumbers, beans, onions, lettuce and tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7Q8VvmRbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/tW5V2qZUt60/s1600-h/Titania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7Q8VvmRbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/tW5V2qZUt60/s320/Titania.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210331553961756082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the veggies I also planted flowers and herbs, including Thai basil, cilantro and sunflowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7QuEo8uNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-u3iElvvV48/s1600-h/CUTitania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7QuEo8uNI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-u3iElvvV48/s320/CUTitania.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210331308852295890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the above picture there's lemon thyme, lantana and some angelonia angustifolia (yeah, say that 5 times fast).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I also started knitting one of Plymouth Yarn's Encore 8-hour Baby Blankets.  The one I am working on is called Building Blocks Blanket.  I'm combining Bright Fuchsia with Summer Coral to create a color I call Raspberry Lemonade.  I'm knitting it for Brianna before she goes back to her mama in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7Tj8UfYLI/AAAAAAAAAew/EHvVGbIZqGk/s1600-h/babyblanket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7Tj8UfYLI/AAAAAAAAAew/EHvVGbIZqGk/s320/babyblanket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210334433355194546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't she adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7ToLx0IvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/who3DfHZWUE/s1600-h/BriannaonBelly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7ToLx0IvI/AAAAAAAAAe4/who3DfHZWUE/s320/BriannaonBelly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210334506224198386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing.  We're moving to a new apartment!!  It will be within the next week or so.  Our current apartment is filled with boxes and we are very ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stated in the title, this post is definitely a hodgepodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-3211313063958664409?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/3211313063958664409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=3211313063958664409&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3211313063958664409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/3211313063958664409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/06/hodgepodge-of-information.html' title='A Hodgepodge of Information'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SE7PmhUOO0I/AAAAAAAAAeY/PSL4wHMBdmk/s72-c/Rob%2BBrianna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2301062694873918718</id><published>2008-06-03T10:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:21:57.349-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brief Conversation About Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago we put two tomato plants in the garden.  A Brandywine and a Furry Yellow Hog &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yep, that's its name)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a conversation that occurred in the garden, following the planting of the tomatoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pointing at the Furry Yellow Hog&lt;/span&gt;) That tomato will be yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;: Yellow?  What about just having red ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;:  It'll be fun to try something new.  Besides, most red tomatoes are products of convenience perpetuated by the "man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;: The "man"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, the "man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/span&gt;: You mean Stalin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, that's exactly who I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s a cheeky one, my husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for your visual pleasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SEVRnyzhMtI/AAAAAAAAAeI/N_9aPelRDU4/s1600-h/HostaRainDrops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SEVRnyzhMtI/AAAAAAAAAeI/N_9aPelRDU4/s320/HostaRainDrops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207658288218452690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A hosta leaf after the rain.&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/7956834829538083631-2301062694873918718?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2301062694873918718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2301062694873918718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2301062694873918718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2301062694873918718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/06/brief-conversation-about-tomatoes.html' title='A Brief Conversation About Tomatoes'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SEVRnyzhMtI/AAAAAAAAAeI/N_9aPelRDU4/s72-c/HostaRainDrops.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-8219191966076866047</id><published>2008-05-14T10:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T10:38:31.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman!  You Better Work It, Boy!</title><content type='html'>I went over to &lt;a href="http://www.endicottstudio.typepad.com/"&gt;Endicott Studio&lt;/a&gt; this morning and they had a post about superhero fashion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/special/superheroes/index.asp"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the Metropolitan Museum of Art that's holding the show entitled, "Superheros: Fashion and Fantasy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-8219191966076866047?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/8219191966076866047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=8219191966076866047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8219191966076866047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/8219191966076866047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/05/superman-you-better-work-it-boy.html' title='Superman!  You Better Work It, Boy!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-164533238737915919</id><published>2008-05-13T17:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:01:52.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Lantern's Light</title><content type='html'>The garden received it's official signage today.  Whoo-hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoJxFpyxBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/OmjTZIsEadc/s1600-h/IMG_1139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoJxFpyxBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/OmjTZIsEadc/s320/IMG_1139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199979458688369682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, along with Jonathan, set up everything for the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoKaVpyxCI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_Cd1I_qCBpc/s1600-h/IMG_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoKaVpyxCI/AAAAAAAAAdM/_Cd1I_qCBpc/s320/IMG_1142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199980167357973538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those geeks that heart comics (me included), there is a superhero symbol in the garden that happened by accident.  So, then the question became: Which G.L. is the official guardian of the garden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Hal?  Nah.&lt;br /&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;                           Definitely NOT Gardner!  Although his name fits best. ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like John Stewart, but...&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                           I ended up settling on Ch'p, 'cause he's too cute for school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hee, hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On to other plant-like news.  I also helped a bit this morning with the planting of the downtown pots in Bowling Green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoOV1pyxDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/dJCmZBOoghg/s1600-h/IMG_1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoOV1pyxDI/AAAAAAAAAdU/dJCmZBOoghg/s320/IMG_1119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199984488095073330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoOoFpyxEI/AAAAAAAAAdc/f3efOdNy7YU/s1600-h/IMG_1122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoOoFpyxEI/AAAAAAAAAdc/f3efOdNy7YU/s320/IMG_1122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199984801627685954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check them out, if you're heading down to Bowling Green! &lt;br /&gt;They always fill them with beautiful plants and flowers.&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/7956834829538083631-164533238737915919?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/164533238737915919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=164533238737915919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/164533238737915919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/164533238737915919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/05/green-lanterns-light.html' title='Green Lantern&apos;s Light'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SCoJxFpyxBI/AAAAAAAAAdE/OmjTZIsEadc/s72-c/IMG_1139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2115383857305402732</id><published>2008-05-05T07:53:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:45:30.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginnings Of A Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Things are starting to move along with my community garden.  Last Thursday Jonathan put up the fence for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.  It's 24 inch chicken wire with 36 inch stakes.  We initially had purchased 24 inch stakes and discovered that wasn't going to work.  Luckily, Vicki (the horticulturist) traded us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB71yrjl_8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ukd1cg8hGzc/s1600-h/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB71yrjl_8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ukd1cg8hGzc/s320/IMG_0915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861271066410946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;As a side note:&lt;/span&gt; after putting up the fence we went to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Tony Stark is my new favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;billionaire&lt;/span&gt; playboy.  Sorry Bruce Wayne.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday morning, in the rain and mud, I planted a bunch of marigolds along the perimeter.  And I made a little garden of marigolds and one thyme plant at the back of the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB72Yrjl__I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Qr2--ty8FzQ/s1600-h/flowerpatio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB72Yrjl__I/AAAAAAAAAc0/Qr2--ty8FzQ/s320/flowerpatio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861923901439986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw these yellow marigolds and fell for them immediately.  They are called African marigolds even though they're actually from Mexico.  They apparently get fairly large and lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB72S7jl_-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/yZB5CT7VeOo/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB72S7jl_-I/AAAAAAAAAcs/yZB5CT7VeOo/s320/IMG_0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861825117192162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the other marigolds I planted are French marigolds.  If so, they are also from Mexico.  They won't get nearly as big as the African marigolds, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB73K7jmAAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uvB2iBQYpGI/s1600-h/marigold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB73K7jmAAI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uvB2iBQYpGI/s320/marigold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196862787189866498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, I'll need to diagram out the garden to see what will be planted and where.  I don't think I'm going to be able to put in everything that I initially planned, but there will definitely be tomatoes (everyone is requesting them).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-2115383857305402732?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2115383857305402732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2115383857305402732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2115383857305402732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2115383857305402732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/05/beginnings-of-garden.html' title='The Beginnings Of A Garden'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SB71yrjl_8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/Ukd1cg8hGzc/s72-c/IMG_0915.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6079349525678890165</id><published>2008-05-01T04:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T04:52:53.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Fever</title><content type='html'>I'm lovin' all things gardening right now.  This year I'm going to have my own garden at the &lt;a href="http://www.577foundation.org/"&gt;577 Foundation&lt;/a&gt;.  They have a community garden program there and I got in this year.  Hooray!!  Except that now I'm completely consumed with garden fever.  I actually read seed packets in bed last night.  I dreamed about planting rows and rows of kohlrabi.  I'm not even planting kohlrabi (that dream may have had something to do with the seedling tray I filled yesterday at the 577).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every individual garden has a name, so I had to come up with one too.  What did I choose?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Titania's Wild Thyme&lt;/span&gt;.  Thanks go out to Shakespeare for the inspiration.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of veggies planned for the garden...&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Cucumbers&lt;br /&gt;Carrots&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce&lt;br /&gt;Bell Peppers&lt;br /&gt;Summer Squash&lt;br /&gt;Pole Beans&lt;br /&gt;Onions&lt;br /&gt;Celery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as well as herbs...&lt;br /&gt;Cilantro&lt;br /&gt;Flat-leaf Parsley&lt;br /&gt;Basil&lt;br /&gt;Thyme (of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm going to have a raised bed of flowers for cutting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out today to get the fencing material as well as bamboo poles for vertical growth.  I'm growing both the cucumbers and the pole beans vertically.  I also need to get materials for making the raised beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hibiscus caught my eye the other day.  I think it's beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SBmED7jl_7I/AAAAAAAAAcU/ROvg7C9X-fw/s1600-h/IMG_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SBmED7jl_7I/AAAAAAAAAcU/ROvg7C9X-fw/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195328848210034610" 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/7956834829538083631-6079349525678890165?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6079349525678890165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6079349525678890165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6079349525678890165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6079349525678890165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/05/garden-fever.html' title='Garden Fever'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SBmED7jl_7I/AAAAAAAAAcU/ROvg7C9X-fw/s72-c/IMG_0711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-4543911068843560818</id><published>2008-04-23T08:13:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:38:15.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of Spring</title><content type='html'>A grape hyacinth peaking out from the ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8pe7jl_6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/qejmSmdG72c/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8pe7jl_6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/qejmSmdG72c/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192414506741268386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A magnolia blossom fully bloomed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8pDLjl_5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/DmsHHFLpp6o/s1600-h/Magnolia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8pDLjl_5I/AAAAAAAAAcE/DmsHHFLpp6o/s320/Magnolia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192414029999898514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tulips waking up bright with color...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8o5Ljl_3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/oKpcEJa3w4g/s1600-h/Tulip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8o5Ljl_3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/oKpcEJa3w4g/s320/Tulip1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192413858201206642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8o9Ljl_4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ACg6FiDaTpo/s1600-h/Tulip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8o9Ljl_4I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ACg6FiDaTpo/s320/Tulip2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192413926920683394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the cold days of winter.  The way freshly fallen snow illuminates even the darkest evening.  I enjoy every season and every season seems to come when needed.  Spring brings with it true renewal and reawakening.  Spring gives you a breath of fresh air and lightens your heart a bit.  Most important Spring brings strawberries.  Sweet, little berries of pure enjoyment.  Yum! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is enjoying a breath of fresh air!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-4543911068843560818?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/4543911068843560818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=4543911068843560818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4543911068843560818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/4543911068843560818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/04/signs-of-spring.html' title='Signs of Spring'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA8pe7jl_6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/qejmSmdG72c/s72-c/IMG_0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-492275526467771201</id><published>2008-04-22T07:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:32:59.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Earth Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA3M0Ljl_1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oqv_EqDBcX8/s1600-h/StarMagnolia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA3M0Ljl_1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oqv_EqDBcX8/s320/StarMagnolia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192031142255394642" 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/7956834829538083631-492275526467771201?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/492275526467771201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=492275526467771201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/492275526467771201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/492275526467771201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-earth-day.html' title='Happy Earth Day!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/SA3M0Ljl_1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oqv_EqDBcX8/s72-c/StarMagnolia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-6023835046810355525</id><published>2008-04-09T14:15:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:19:34.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, Ain't We A Pair, Raggedy Man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;achooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;achooooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick.  Sicker than I've been in a long while.  I mean, I get the occasional sniffle now and then, but it's usually gone in a few days.  This has been a battle for supremacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body's Valiant Resistance Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;versus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Evil, Booger-Making Meanies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, after many hacking coughs and vitamin C reinforcements, the Booger-Making Meanies were overrun and destroyed.  Hooray for the Valiant Resistance!!!  Of course, I am exhausted from the fight.  Just walking down the street takes it out of me.  Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And poor Jonathan.  I became ill the day before he had all his wisdom teeth pulled.  :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cheeks are still puffy and he's in pain.  After the 3rd day he found eating ice cream to be distasteful.  I know!  I know!  That seems sacrilegious, but horror of horrors...it's TRUE!  You can get sick of ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we watched movies.  Lots of them.  Including &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mad_Max_Beyond_Thunderdome"&gt;Thunderdome&lt;/a&gt;.  Hence, the post title.  That kinda became our mantra; we were one pathetic pair for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I ventured out into the world.  Mainly to volunteer at the &lt;a href="http://www.577foundation.org/"&gt;577 Foundation&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.blackswamp.org/"&gt;BSC&lt;/a&gt;.  At the 577, I usually help out in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geodesic_dome"&gt;geodesic dome&lt;/a&gt; greenhouse or do something garden-related on the grounds. I had been meaning to take my camera over there and I finally did!  Here are pictures of a few of the beautiful flowers in the dome.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0RKVO8ZQI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ulnmkdF7bYg/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0RKVO8ZQI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ulnmkdF7bYg/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187321214996866306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0TeFO8ZSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/stURPnIb6g4/s1600-h/57702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0TeFO8ZSI/AAAAAAAAAbM/stURPnIb6g4/s320/57702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187323753322538274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0TEFO8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/CTdaWiGykLI/s1600-h/IMG_0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0TEFO8ZRI/AAAAAAAAAbE/CTdaWiGykLI/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187323306645939474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0US1O8ZUI/AAAAAAAAAbc/xrijMNGd0WM/s1600-h/57703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0US1O8ZUI/AAAAAAAAAbc/xrijMNGd0WM/s320/57703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187324659560637762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0T21O8ZTI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TnS-Od5qjyk/s1600-h/577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0T21O8ZTI/AAAAAAAAAbU/TnS-Od5qjyk/s320/577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187324178524300594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7956834829538083631-6023835046810355525?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/6023835046810355525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=6023835046810355525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6023835046810355525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/6023835046810355525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-aint-we-pair-raggedy-man.html' title='Well, Ain&apos;t We A Pair, Raggedy Man.'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R_0RKVO8ZQI/AAAAAAAAAa8/ulnmkdF7bYg/s72-c/IMG_0512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-393067268307785481</id><published>2008-03-23T13:34:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:05:54.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sparkly Thumb Of Approval!</title><content type='html'>The booties were so easy to do I couldn't help but knit another pair!  I used the sparkling sock yarn from the first &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-down-and-one-to-go.html"&gt;pair of socks&lt;/a&gt; I ever made.  It's kinda hard to see the sparkles, but they're there.  Oh yes, they are there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVPcsshuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/K27f62AT-o8/s1600-h/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVPcsshuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/K27f62AT-o8/s320/IMG_0411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180992513970570978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drumroll, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;I have finished the &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html"&gt;sweater&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it's three months after Christmas, but it's done!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hooray!  Yippeee!  Hallelujah!!!&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://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVx8sshwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/o21vrzHQDnQ/s1600-h/Jsweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVx8sshwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/o21vrzHQDnQ/s320/Jsweater.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180993106676057858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I used seed stitch for the cuff and bottom edging.&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://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVhssshvI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8e7qqkI0uV8/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVhssshvI/AAAAAAAAAZc/8e7qqkI0uV8/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180992827503183602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The approving thumbs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aV3csshxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Po0t7xk1slk/s1600-h/Thumbs+Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aV3csshxI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Po0t7xk1slk/s320/Thumbs+Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180993201165338386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last night I started working on another pair of socks for my dad.  It's the &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter05/PATTthuja.html"&gt;Thuja&lt;/a&gt; pattern that &lt;a href="http://www.skeinsandbeans.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; hearts so much.  Now I know why.  It's fun, easy and quick!  I'm using Tiny Toes yarn from Interlacements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aU68sshtI/AAAAAAAAAZM/26PP2oppJhE/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aU68sshtI/AAAAAAAAAZM/26PP2oppJhE/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180992161783252690" 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/7956834829538083631-393067268307785481?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/393067268307785481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=393067268307785481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/393067268307785481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/393067268307785481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/03/sparkly-thumb-of-approval.html' title='Sparkly Thumb Of Approval!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-aVPcsshuI/AAAAAAAAAZU/K27f62AT-o8/s72-c/IMG_0411.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-2817224251641796282</id><published>2008-03-19T16:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:15:40.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Booties!</title><content type='html'>I knit a pair of booties for Brianna.  They're a bit big for her right now but babies grow so fast that they'll fit perfect soon enough.  I used Cider Moon's Glacier in Winter Twilight.  It's the leftover from my &lt;a href="http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2007/09/winter-twilight-just-in-time-for-autumn.html"&gt;dad's socks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skeinsandbeans.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; found the pattern for me on &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;.  It's &lt;span&gt;called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby Bootees with Fringe Cast-off&lt;/span&gt;.  I didn't do the Fringe Cast-off as you can see.  The Glacier feels lovely and soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, and how I miss &lt;a href="http://www.cidermoon.com/"&gt;Cider Moon&lt;/a&gt;.  :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The pattern is super easy to do and you don't have to sew any seams, so hooray for that!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F7q8sshsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/qcn-9OuYS90/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F7q8sshsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/qcn-9OuYS90/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179557024231098050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F66ssshrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DfBKp-ORs_A/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F66ssshrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DfBKp-ORs_A/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179556195302409906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F6pcsshqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QjXMenQMn74/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F6pcsshqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/QjXMenQMn74/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179555898949666466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7956834829538083631-2817224251641796282?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/2817224251641796282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=2817224251641796282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2817224251641796282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/2817224251641796282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/03/booties.html' title='Booties!'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R-F7q8sshsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/qcn-9OuYS90/s72-c/IMG_0407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7956834829538083631.post-1706495183828112335</id><published>2008-03-16T08:24:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T08:53:03.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Warp</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday we went for a walk at &lt;a href="http://www.metroparkstoledo.com/metroparks/sidecut/"&gt;Side Cut&lt;/a&gt;.  It was just after Saturday's huge winter storm.  I planned to post some of the photos I took but time got away from me...literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I both forgot about Daylight Savings Time and found ourselves stuck exactly one hour behind everyone else.  Luckily, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Desmond_Hume"&gt;Desmond&lt;/a&gt; was our constant or we might never have synced up with the future.  ;o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:30 p.m.  DST we finally caught up to everyone else!  Of course, we were about an hour late to hang out for knitting and clixing with &lt;a href="http://www.skeinsandbeans.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt; and Eric.  Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here are some snowy pics from that day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I heart blue sky and white snow!&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://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TbXR8zqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Azaoy2dr18Q/s1600-h/WinterTrees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TbXR8zqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Azaoy2dr18Q/s320/WinterTrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316507372637858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Mighty &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Muddy)&lt;/span&gt; Maumee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TXHR8zpI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8v0Q6gVSe38/s1600-h/WinterMaumee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TXHR8zpI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8v0Q6gVSe38/s320/WinterMaumee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316434358193810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree Root meet Pond Water&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://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TSHR8zoI/AAAAAAAAAYc/I0Dk_Gv75IE/s1600-h/Treeroot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TSHR8zoI/AAAAAAAAAYc/I0Dk_Gv75IE/s320/Treeroot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316348458847874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw over a dozen deer that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TMHR8znI/AAAAAAAAAYU/EBqjOl6ww30/s1600-h/Deer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TMHR8znI/AAAAAAAAAYU/EBqjOl6ww30/s320/Deer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178316245379632754" 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/7956834829538083631-1706495183828112335?l=popsquabblej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/feeds/1706495183828112335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7956834829538083631&amp;postID=1706495183828112335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1706495183828112335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7956834829538083631/posts/default/1706495183828112335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://popsquabblej.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-warp.html' title='Time Warp'/><author><name>Johari</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02081265822458136455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JThMZSloiM/ThXsGiPpiOI/AAAAAAAABRA/J9y2p9632HQ/s220/Paint.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_wdFy-xUnEHU/R90TbXR8zqI/AAAAAAAAAYs/Azaoy2dr18Q/s72-c/WinterTrees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
