<?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-5832811776681813115</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:16:24.995-05:00</updated><category term='Rambling'/><category term='moving'/><category term='Kalidescope'/><category term='Luck'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='Good'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Visit'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='projects'/><category term='conference'/><category term='Menopause'/><category term='Yard Sales'/><category term='Julie'/><category term='Nails'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='blog event'/><category term='OHOW'/><category term='Move'/><category term='Work'/><category term='handwashing'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='piano'/><category term='Bath'/><category term='Winner'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='Guest Blog'/><category term='Jeep.CSI'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='friends'/><category term='car'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Marietta'/><category term='morons'/><category term='office'/><category term='Enough'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Winter'/><category term='New year'/><category term='OWOH'/><category term='hoarding'/><category term='antiques trunk'/><category term='jewelry'/><category term='Geta'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='Monday Giggle'/><category term='Neighbors'/><category term='Ick'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Resolutions'/><category term='Beauty'/><category term='Weekends'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Quilt'/><title type='text'>When Life Gives You Scraps - Make a Quilt!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-5064112162327554741</id><published>2010-04-12T07:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T07:30:01.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Giggle'/><title type='text'>Monday Giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7oLbW-QZnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Os5k0GLR6eo/s1600/Miraclegro.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7oLbW-QZnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Os5k0GLR6eo/s200/Miraclegro.bmp" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One evening a husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife, 'Perhaps we should start washing your clothes in 'Slim Fast'. Maybe it would take a few inches off of your butt!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. 'What the heck is this?' he said to himself as a little 'dust' cloud appeared when he shook them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;'April', he hollered , 'Why did you put talcum powder in my underwear?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;She replied with a snicker. 'It's not talcum powder; it's 'Miracle Grow'!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-5064112162327554741?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5064112162327554741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=5064112162327554741' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/5064112162327554741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/5064112162327554741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/04/monday-giggle.html' title='Monday Giggle'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7oLbW-QZnI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Os5k0GLR6eo/s72-c/Miraclegro.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4049903967327576397</id><published>2010-04-07T07:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:45:19.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><title type='text'>I'm a cat and I'll sleep where I please!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If anyone of you has a cat or two - you know this is true.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;love cats.&amp;nbsp; I have always loved cats since I was young.&amp;nbsp; I think they are beautiful and graceful animals (except in the middle of the night when they play with each other and 3 cats suddenly sounds like a heard of elephants upstairs).&amp;nbsp; I know many people who don't care for cats because they have an attitude.&amp;nbsp; They simply will not be told what to do and if you don't like&amp;nbsp;it - it's your problem (not theirs) and you will find a way to deal with it.&amp;nbsp; So,&amp;nbsp;I just overlook the fact that they aren't going to do what I want them to do when I want them to do it and we get along just fine.&amp;nbsp; I find them to be fun and&amp;nbsp;loving creatures.&amp;nbsp; I never met a cat that wasn't a character in some way. Most people who know me know about my love of cats, so I get lots of cat related e-mails.&amp;nbsp; Someone sent me all of these pictures not long ago - some I had seen before others are new - hope they brighten your day like they did mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7t7XKi-z-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Es84OiuA93s/s1600/9.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7t7XKi-z-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/Es84OiuA93s/s320/9.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7t7DcChGyI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ziwrcN2563U/s1600/1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I can't wait for yard sale season to start again.&amp;nbsp; But in the meantime I visit Thrift Stores in order to get my fix of aquiring other peoples unwanted junk. Not long ago I was in one of my favorite stores and spotted this little gem.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7jfLbdXmlI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_RDfNr6jhbs/s1600/trainquilt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7jfLbdXmlI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_RDfNr6jhbs/s400/trainquilt.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;How cute is this???&amp;nbsp; The funny part (or maybe not -&amp;nbsp;perhaps it's a sign that I need a 12 step program) I have NO idea what I am going to do with it.&amp;nbsp; I just &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to buy it.&amp;nbsp; But it's great - I love the bright colors.&amp;nbsp; It is all handmade -the little appliques were sewn on by hand - the quilting is hand done - it's brand new.&amp;nbsp;It makes me wonder, someone put all that work into it and then it never got used - that is very sad.&amp;nbsp; So while I was feeling sorry for this little quilt it just jumped out and landed in my shopping cart somehow.&amp;nbsp; The best part was that I only paid $5.00 for it.&amp;nbsp; So now what to do with it - I could sell it, I could give it away as a gift, or I might have a need for it sometime - there&amp;nbsp;will be kids (or grandkids)&amp;nbsp;coming along in the family one of these days.&amp;nbsp; I just love finding things like this.&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/5832811776681813115-9001337614662209455?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/9001337614662209455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=9001337614662209455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/9001337614662209455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/9001337614662209455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-this-cute-or-what.html' title='Is This Cute or What???'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7jfLbdXmlI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_RDfNr6jhbs/s72-c/trainquilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-145319781403290690</id><published>2010-04-04T07:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T09:41:55.798-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7fo97pRbHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BO6BSC7b1zE/s1600/EasterBunny_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7fo97pRbHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BO6BSC7b1zE/s320/EasterBunny_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5832811776681813115-145319781403290690?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/145319781403290690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=145319781403290690' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/145319781403290690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/145319781403290690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S7fo97pRbHI/AAAAAAAAAPI/BO6BSC7b1zE/s72-c/EasterBunny_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3032372546946098196</id><published>2010-03-22T07:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:13:26.701-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Finally Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;49th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-large;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to my friend Julie at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://47andstartingover.blogspot.com/"&gt;47 and Starting Over&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I hope you have a wonderful day.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I do apologize for my absence the past two weeks - I am the planner for one of the biggest conferences my agency hosts -&amp;nbsp;around 500 health department-type people for a 4-day conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have been doing the conference for about 12 years now, so it almost runs itself.&amp;nbsp; But there are some things I have to do and they wind up being all consuming.&amp;nbsp; But the conference was last week - it was very successful and now I am back to my normal life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have lived in Ohio my entire life,&amp;nbsp; so I am not one to really complain about winter.&amp;nbsp; It's a fact of life. I'm not 5 anymore, so if I truly disliked the cold and the snow I could pack up my suitcase and head to a warmer climate.&amp;nbsp; But I have a warm house, plenty of coffee and lots of quilts to hold me through.&amp;nbsp; (Though I must admit that I HATE wearing shoes with backs in them, so it's difficult to get me to wear boots - even with a foot of snow).&amp;nbsp; I am SO done with winter this year. The heavy snow we got smooshed down our shrubs in front of our house. Shrubs are pretty resillient and should bounce back - but not ours - the snow broke 2 of them in half. So it looks like we'll be pulling them out now. We had lots of heavy snow on the roof, so when it started melting, we had water running in our basement laundry room. We have a 2 story house - the water from the melting snow was running down our stove &amp;amp; vent pipe and continuing all the way down between the walls to the basement. So I guess I am complaining - a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;was more than thrilled when I saw this two weeks ago!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S6bVXU2JouI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rbLSAh1jGgw/s1600-h/Spring+Flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S6bVXU2JouI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rbLSAh1jGgw/s320/Spring+Flowers.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The first sign of Spring - these two little, brave crocuses were peering out around&amp;nbsp;our mailbox.&amp;nbsp; They have since been joined my many more of their brothers and sisters.&amp;nbsp; The weather is supposed to be more normal this week.&amp;nbsp;Over the weekend&amp;nbsp;I was&amp;nbsp;able to open the windows and air out the house - that's such a nice feeling after being closed up all winter.&amp;nbsp; It also makes the cats very happy.&amp;nbsp; So hopefully where you are the weather is lookin' up - get out there and enjoy some of that sunshine!&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/5832811776681813115-3032372546946098196?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3032372546946098196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3032372546946098196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3032372546946098196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3032372546946098196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-spring.html' title='Finally Spring!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S6bVXU2JouI/AAAAAAAAAPA/rbLSAh1jGgw/s72-c/Spring+Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-2828987072537945645</id><published>2010-03-01T07:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:26:24.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday Giggle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><title type='text'>DIY (Monday Giggle)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Tax season means different things for different people.&amp;nbsp;I have been lucky enough to enjoy a hefty refund the past several years and while I really would like to spend it on an exotic vacation I have been spending it on housey stuff.&amp;nbsp; (Though this year I have set aside enough to buy C a large screen TV he longingly looks at for his birthday next week.&amp;nbsp; But ssssshhhhhh!&amp;nbsp; don't tell him it's going to be a surprise.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;But most of the&amp;nbsp;the money went to a new HE washer &amp;amp; dryer (our washer was who knows how old and it&amp;nbsp;has been making a scrapey noise for the last few months)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and a new water heater (the old one was probably the original for this house and you could barely get a gallon of hot water out of it at a time).&amp;nbsp;The washer and dryer were delivered and setup last week.&amp;nbsp; The water heater was different - it was a DIY project.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;C is very good at home improvement and is neat about it.&amp;nbsp; He spent most of Saturday installing the water heater.&amp;nbsp; It's fantastic to have enough hot water to take a shower.&amp;nbsp; But&amp;nbsp;as I was watching C work on the water heater - I was thinking about my most recent ex and his attempts at home improvement.&amp;nbsp; While sometimes he was good at it, most of the time it was a disaster. He always made me "help", but really I was just there to yell at.&amp;nbsp; I remember once the kitchen sink was clogged - and we unclogged it by cutting the pipes apart with a saws-all.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a plumber, but my grandfather was - I don't ever remember him unclogging drains with a saw.&amp;nbsp; Anyway - I ran across these pictures - they remind me of some of the ex's projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r7IUf_2NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/s6VCys9e-x8/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r7IUf_2NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/s6VCys9e-x8/s320/untitled1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r8L6FdtQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sIb6nQ5T2AE/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r8L6FdtQI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sIb6nQ5T2AE/s320/untitled3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r8YrQEX5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/BUwf3-H1Tr8/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r8YrQEX5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/BUwf3-H1Tr8/s320/untitled4.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r86CpY78I/AAAAAAAAAOo/LGqkaNXFQz8/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r86CpY78I/AAAAAAAAAOo/LGqkaNXFQz8/s320/untitled6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r9M3xanKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RAqipXafaVM/s1600-h/untitled9.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r9M3xanKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RAqipXafaVM/s320/untitled9.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yep -&amp;nbsp;the ex definitely had a hand in these repairs.... Scares me!!&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/5832811776681813115-2828987072537945645?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2828987072537945645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=2828987072537945645' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/2828987072537945645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/2828987072537945645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/03/diy-monday-giggle.html' title='DIY (Monday Giggle)'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4r7IUf_2NI/AAAAAAAAAOA/s6VCys9e-x8/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-7792072568301409286</id><published>2010-02-24T07:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T14:41:01.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jeep.CSI'/><title type='text'>I watch WAY too much CSI...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK, so&amp;nbsp;yesterday morning I&amp;nbsp;went out to my car to get in and go to work and this is what I found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4SQNR0dK3I/AAAAAAAAANg/1phykoV7ZZE/s1600-h/MissingMirror2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4SQNR0dK3I/AAAAAAAAANg/1phykoV7ZZE/s320/MissingMirror2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Notice anything missing??&amp;nbsp; During the night someone knocked off the driver side mirror.&amp;nbsp; All that was left was the base and 3 little wires sticking up!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4SQhn-BrNI/AAAAAAAAANo/y1YL6D_wpSA/s1600-h/Missingmirror1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4SQhn-BrNI/AAAAAAAAANo/y1YL6D_wpSA/s320/Missingmirror1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The housing for the mirror was found about 30 feet from my&amp;nbsp;Jeep and the mirror part was laying somewhere in between.&amp;nbsp; That meant that whoever did this was going at a pretty good clip down our little cul-de-sac.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe that they didn't knock on the door and say they had had an accident (ok maybe it was the middle of the night) or at least leave a note - they just hit my Jeep and took off!!! Morons!!&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;particularly pissies me off because in October there had been an incident over our extra car.&amp;nbsp; (Refresh your memory by reading &lt;a href="http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/nosey-neighbors.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; To please the neighbors I parked the extra car in the driveway and have been parking my Jeep in the street.&amp;nbsp; Now the neighbors who had complained about my car&amp;nbsp;have a little truck&amp;nbsp;parked on the street,&amp;nbsp;it hasn't been moved in 2 weeks.&amp;nbsp; And my&amp;nbsp;Jeep is the one that got hit.&amp;nbsp; But I just decided to cut my losses and call al local junk yard to see if I could get a mirror and have C put it on for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;When I got home from work I was walking in the street where my mirror had been laying earlier.&amp;nbsp; I noticed a couple of pieces of white plastic and THIS little gem:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4ScjwhpVnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ClPANzwiw1k/s1600-h/incriminatingglass.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4ScjwhpVnI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ClPANzwiw1k/s320/incriminatingglass.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you see what I see????&amp;nbsp; There is writing on that piece of mirror.&amp;nbsp;That's &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; from my mirror.&amp;nbsp;I took the little piece of glass in the house and showed it to C.&amp;nbsp; After thinking about it for a while I threw on my coat and told C I was going to take a little walk and see if any of our neighbors had a broken mirror. (He looked at me like I was crazy). At first I didn't see anything but then as I was heading back home - I saw a white Jeep sitting in a neighbor's driveway.&amp;nbsp; I walked up to it and noticed the passenger side mirror was &lt;em&gt;broken&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;pulled out my little piece of glass and BINGO!?!?&amp;nbsp; It fit into their mirror like a puzzle piece!!! So I went up and knocked on the door.&amp;nbsp;A lady answered the door and the following conversation took place:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hi! I am LeeAnn I live down the street.&amp;nbsp; Is that white Jeep out there yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady: &lt;/strong&gt;Yes,why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &lt;/strong&gt;(with just a tad bit of cockiness to my voice): Well your Jeep was involved in an accident last night. My driver side mirror was knocked completely off my Jeep. And your Jeep did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lady:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Huh?? Well, my (moron) son drives it - let me get him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Did you have an accident in that white Jeep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moron Son:&lt;/strong&gt; No (did I really expect another answer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well you have a broken passenger side mirror.&amp;nbsp; It got broken when it hit&amp;nbsp; my mirror last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moron Son:&lt;/strong&gt; (as we were walking out to the white Jeep - him in his bare feet) Oh, that&amp;nbsp;mirror has been like that for a long time. (he didn't know about the little jewel in my pocket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh really?&amp;nbsp; (taking the piece of glass out of my pocket and holding it up in place) Then, can you explain why this piece of mirror that fits in this spot on your mirror was laying in front of my house today???&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, the look on that poor moron's face - you're BUSTED pal!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moron Son:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Huh!&amp;nbsp; What do you know, it sure does.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My girl&amp;nbsp;must have done&amp;nbsp; it and not told me - she was driving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Well, as I see it you owe me a mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moron Son:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; I'll gladly pay for it. (Could that be because you don't want me to call the police? Can you spell "hit and run"?)&amp;nbsp; When you know how much just let me know. (I bet he thought I'd go away and forget about it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ok - I got one from the junk yard-&amp;nbsp;it was&amp;nbsp;$64.05. Would you like stop by my house and drop off a check&amp;nbsp; - I'll show you the bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moron Son:&lt;/strong&gt; No,that's OK.&amp;nbsp; I'll pay you now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;He went back in the house and brought out $70 cash and gave it to me for my mirror.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was floored!&amp;nbsp; But I was also very, very proud of myself for finding that glass and being determined to go&amp;nbsp;find who it belonged to!!! Sometimes I have a temper - but I was diplomatic and calm about it.&amp;nbsp; But then, I did have have the upper hand and I knew it, so there was no need for me to make a big scene. If the Moron Son wanted to take issue or debate it - all I needed to do was let the police sort it out.&amp;nbsp; I did a happy dance all the way down the street. C was shocked too when I went back in the house and laid the $70 down. I honestly can't believe it was that easy.&amp;nbsp; I knew watching all those police shows on TV would pay off sometime.&amp;nbsp; Just call me CSI LeeAnn.&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/5832811776681813115-7792072568301409286?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7792072568301409286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=7792072568301409286' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7792072568301409286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7792072568301409286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-watch-way-too-much-csi.html' title='I watch WAY too much CSI...'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S4SQNR0dK3I/AAAAAAAAANg/1phykoV7ZZE/s72-c/MissingMirror2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4072512104553082572</id><published>2010-02-15T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:24:35.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OWOH'/><title type='text'>And the Winner is......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am so excited to have taken part in my first One World One Heart Blog Event!&amp;nbsp; The event attracted around 1100 bloggers from all over the world.&amp;nbsp; This was the 4th year for this event, and I think it is a popular one.&amp;nbsp; I hope so because I would love to participate in it again next year.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun traveling around, visiting so many wonderful blogs and meeting so many wonderful people.&amp;nbsp; I'm worn out, but it was SO worth it!!&amp;nbsp; Thanks to Lisa at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://awhimsicalbohemian.typepad.com/a_whimsical_bohemian/one-world-one-heart.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A Whimsical Bohemian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; for organizing this event.&amp;nbsp; It must be an undertaking of monumental proportions - but oh my! It was fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;OK on to business at hand...&amp;nbsp; The winner of the spoon bracelet is.....Britt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stitchety-grub.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Stitchety Grub&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you to everyone for visiting my blog, commenting (I had OVER 300), and entering my drawing.&amp;nbsp; Now it will be back to regular programming!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-4072512104553082572?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4072512104553082572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4072512104553082572' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4072512104553082572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4072512104553082572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-winner-is.html' title='And the Winner is......'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-808153257732309939</id><published>2010-02-12T07:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:30:00.602-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie'/><title type='text'>Comfort Zones and A Love Story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Heeeeeyyyyyyyy!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;saw that title on another blog!!!&amp;nbsp; Oh wait - I know...That's because I am guest-blogging&amp;nbsp; at my very good friend Julie's blog over at "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://47andstartingover.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;47 and Starting Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;" . Please click on the link back there or on her cute button to the right and read what I have to say over there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't forget to register for the One World One Heart Event!&amp;nbsp; It ends February 15th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-808153257732309939?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/808153257732309939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=808153257732309939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/808153257732309939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/808153257732309939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/02/comfort-zones-and-love-story.html' title='Comfort Zones and A Love Story...'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-5732266973934017393</id><published>2010-02-07T22:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:50:37.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OHOW'/><title type='text'>One World One Heart Giveaway Blog Event!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am so&amp;nbsp;excited to participate in the One World One Heart&amp;nbsp;Blog Event.&amp;nbsp;I found out about it by wandering around another favorite blog the other day.&amp;nbsp; I'm just sorry that I didn't know about it sooner- I almost missed it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Anyway -&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;it was started by A Whimisical Bohemian in 2007 (thanks Lisa for coordinating all of this!!).&amp;nbsp; For a full description of the event, you can check out her blog post by clicking the button to the right.&amp;nbsp; This event is intended to bring bloggers from all over the world together and make new friends.&amp;nbsp; But there is more.... each blogger that is participating in the blog hop is offering a giveaway of some kind.&amp;nbsp; Many of them are handmade (you know how much I love that!!) Hundreds (last count I had was 1025) of bloggers from all over the world are participating. So, hop on this magc carpet and go for a blog ride and who knows, you just may meet a new friend or two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2-EL1koFJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7OjQ7i4bTKA/s1600-h/OWOH.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2-EL1koFJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7OjQ7i4bTKA/s320/OWOH.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now on to my giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am going to giveaway a bracelet.&amp;nbsp; I made is bracelet from 2 vintage silver spoons. It has a heart charm with 3 Swaroski crystals and a toggle fastner.&amp;nbsp; I love old things and I think this bracelet is great and hope you do too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2-G7law0gI/AAAAAAAAANY/IDCAVUbSpYc/s1600-h/2-7-2010+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2-G7law0gI/AAAAAAAAANY/IDCAVUbSpYc/s320/2-7-2010+100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you would like a chance to win the drawing for this&amp;nbsp;bracelet please leave me a comment on THIS post along with your blog address (&amp;amp; email address) so I can visit you too and I know how to contact you to let you know you have won.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you become a follower of my blog - I will enter you twice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The event ends on February 15 and I will be drawing for the winner then. &amp;nbsp;If you enter that day, please&amp;nbsp;make your comments by 6:00pm EST. I will announce a winner that evening!&amp;nbsp; GOOD LUCK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, come "travel" blogland with me as we take this magic carpet ride. Maybe we can make some new friends together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5832811776681813115-5732266973934017393?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5732266973934017393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=5732266973934017393' title='307 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/5732266973934017393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/5732266973934017393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-world-one-heart-giveaway-blog-event.html' title='One World One Heart Giveaway Blog Event!!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2-EL1koFJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7OjQ7i4bTKA/s72-c/OWOH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>307</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1307470629952024809</id><published>2010-01-31T16:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:57:18.963-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='antiques trunk'/><title type='text'>Love of Old Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I know I have mentioned before that I really love old things - I'm not talking about C (he's a bit younger than me anyway).&amp;nbsp; But I love antiques.&amp;nbsp; I think I got that from my grandma, she loved antiques and had a house full of them (many of which are now in *my* house).&amp;nbsp; One item that I have that I think is particularly&amp;nbsp;interesting is my living room "end table".&amp;nbsp; When people visit I find them spending time looking at this table and its contents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My "table" began its life as a trunk.&amp;nbsp; This trunk was part of the furniture that came with my stepfather when my mother married him - he had used it for years as a table (so unfortunately, I can't claim this idea).&amp;nbsp; I always marveled at it and thought it was so pretty.&amp;nbsp; After my stepfather passed away, I acquired the trunk (that was back into service as a trunk) and recommissioned it as a table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It's just an old trunk with the tray in it - we haven't modified it or painted it.&amp;nbsp; The trunk is covered with leather and has the original leather straps on it.&amp;nbsp; It's a bit worn, but that adds to its charm.&amp;nbsp; The tray inside is made of fabric and after years of wear it has become flimsy.&amp;nbsp; So C reinforced it so it wouldn't break or rip when we put stuff on it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We have a piece of safety glass cut to fit the opening and when placed on it - makes the table top.&amp;nbsp; It makes a WONDERFUL area to display things.&amp;nbsp; See, isn't that a really cool idea!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2XzbNyklBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LEzU1AFVSq8/s1600-h/trunk1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2XzbNyklBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LEzU1AFVSq8/s320/trunk1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have lots of things down inside it. The tray is wrapped with a quilt - you know how I love them!&amp;nbsp; But the quilt in the trunk is special - it was made by my great-great grandfather (yup, you read that right - grandFATHER).&amp;nbsp; We have lots of other special items in it - there's an old Bible that my mom got when she graduated from high school, 2 pairs of baby shoes - a bronzed pair that were my mom's and a pair that belonged to C's dad, we have a china-faced doll, my stepfather's Mickey Mouse watch, C's first eye glasses and case, some old keys, an old light bulb, an electric insulator, an old tape meaure and some old scissors, just to mention some things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2X1vE_Rm3I/AAAAAAAAANA/04KlfKT-Jf4/s1600-h/trunk3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2X1vE_Rm3I/AAAAAAAAANA/04KlfKT-Jf4/s320/trunk3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2XzhlLZL8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/4KugsyDuZ5Y/s1600-h/trunk2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2XzhlLZL8I/AAAAAAAAAM4/4KugsyDuZ5Y/s320/trunk2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I really love this&amp;nbsp;table, it has so much potential.&amp;nbsp; It can be changed to match the seasons, though I have not been so ambitious.&amp;nbsp;I do put forth some effort during the holidays.&amp;nbsp;At Christmas, we cover the quilt with that white cottony, sparkly stuff and place some antique Christmas items in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2X10M_PK3I/AAAAAAAAANI/AcQrNEuVeqs/s1600-h/trunk4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2X10M_PK3I/AAAAAAAAANI/AcQrNEuVeqs/s320/trunk4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just felt the need to share this with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5832811776681813115-1307470629952024809?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1307470629952024809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1307470629952024809' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1307470629952024809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1307470629952024809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-of-old-things.html' title='Love of Old Things'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2XzbNyklBI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LEzU1AFVSq8/s72-c/trunk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-2911283275713153169</id><published>2010-01-28T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:22:30.325-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Visit'/><title type='text'>You Should Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One of my favorite blogs is Geta's Quilting Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I found Geta when I was wanting to figure out how to do&amp;nbsp;a kalidescope quilt. Her blog is loaded with tutorials, patterns and fun information about her passion - quilting.&amp;nbsp; She does amazing shadow trapunto work.&amp;nbsp; Geta is a very talented artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Each month Geta has a give away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;month two lucky winners will each receive a copy of her "Pockets with Love Pattern"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2Iyo6Mi93I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ySM0fLL7Uk0/s1600-h/getagiveaway.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2Iyo6Mi93I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ySM0fLL7Uk0/s320/getagiveaway.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You can find Geta here:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cadouri-din-inima.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-giveaway.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;http://cadouri-din-inima.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-giveaway.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Or just click the button to the right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-2911283275713153169?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2911283275713153169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=2911283275713153169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/2911283275713153169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/2911283275713153169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-should-visit.html' title='You Should Visit'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S2Iyo6Mi93I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ySM0fLL7Uk0/s72-c/getagiveaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-998661523037915819</id><published>2010-01-27T07:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T07:30:00.584-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Enough'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>How Long is Long Enough???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S19JyynOJmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/DMRPYv_Pd2Q/s1600-h/junk_removal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S19JyynOJmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/DMRPYv_Pd2Q/s320/junk_removal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't talk all that much anymore about the fact that I&amp;nbsp;had an awful marriage.&amp;nbsp; Just when I start to feel better, sleep better at night and not look over my shoulder, something from the past comes back to irritate me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Most recently I got a call from the ex - he wanted to know about 'his stuff' that he left at the house.&amp;nbsp; Oh Crap!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here's a little background:&amp;nbsp; We were married for 10 years and finally decided to put the marriage out of its misery.&amp;nbsp; That was in November of '06.&amp;nbsp; I wound up having to give him a settlement.&amp;nbsp; He left&amp;nbsp;with barely the clothes on his back,&amp;nbsp;went on a New England "vacation", spent the settlement money and was back on my door step before the ink was dry on the divorce papers; broke and needing a place to stay.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;took him in and he stayed with me until March of '07.&amp;nbsp; This time he left and this was to be&amp;nbsp;more permanent, as he went to a relative's - he took a lot of his possessions, then subsequently came back a few times to get more.&amp;nbsp; I had told him that as long as I was there, the big stuff he left was OK&amp;nbsp;until he found a place he could put it.&amp;nbsp; Things didn't work out with the relative and he started bouncing around the US.&amp;nbsp; I e-mailed him a few times that year that he was going to need to&amp;nbsp;consider getting his stuff, as I was cleaning out and thinking about moving.&amp;nbsp; In January '08 I decided I was going to move.&amp;nbsp; Since my house was for sale and I was actively looking for a new place - I emailed him and told him he was going to have to make arrangements for the stuff, as I was going to move.&amp;nbsp; I moved in May '08 - another email that I was moving and he REALLY needed to deal with the stuff.&amp;nbsp; In June '08 I had a taker for my old house, since I hadn't heard anything from the ex about his stuff I got rid of a lot of it and made a deal with the guy moving into my house to put the remainder of it in the coal room of the basement for a while.&amp;nbsp; I have had one or two phone conversations with the ex with very little discussion&amp;nbsp;about his stuff.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So last week I get a phone call from&amp;nbsp;him - the sole purpose was to ask about his stuff and when he could get it.&amp;nbsp; I answered with "what stuff?" and he rattled off a list of things he had left behind.&amp;nbsp; It seems that in the ALMOST 3 YEARS since he left he was under the understanding that his stuff had been put in&amp;nbsp;storage&amp;nbsp;and was just waiting for him.&amp;nbsp; Who was going to pay for that all that time I wondered out loud?&amp;nbsp; Well, he assured me that he would have paid me for it.&amp;nbsp; Yeah I'm sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So at some point in the near future he is wanting to come get his stuff - though he is going to have to do it in more than one trip (just great!).&amp;nbsp; Now I am considering how the best way to handle the situation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I know he was expecting me to not sell the house and have everthing just as he left it so when he made up his mind to come get it it would be right there OR neatly pack it up and store it away until he was good and ready to get it.&amp;nbsp; He hasn't&amp;nbsp; inquired about it in almost 3 years - how long was I obligated to keep it?&amp;nbsp; I haven't handled any of this matter&amp;nbsp;as good as I should have, that I know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But I can't get out of my head - &lt;strong&gt;just how long is long enough&lt;/strong&gt; to keep this crap?&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/5832811776681813115-998661523037915819?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/998661523037915819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=998661523037915819' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/998661523037915819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/998661523037915819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-long-is-long-enough.html' title='How Long is Long Enough???'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S19JyynOJmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/DMRPYv_Pd2Q/s72-c/junk_removal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4499226848697849244</id><published>2010-01-25T07:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T09:38:24.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Monday Giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ugh!!&amp;nbsp; It's Monday and time to go back to work.&amp;nbsp; But you may want to consider this alert from the Centers for Disease Control!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CDC Alert - Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;THE CENTERS FOR DISEASE CONTROL HAS ISSUED A MEDICAL ALERT ABOUT A HIGHLY CONTAGIOUS, POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS VIRUS THAT IS TRANSMITTED ORALLY, BY HAND, AND EVEN ELECTRONICALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;THIS VIRUS IS CALLED WEARY OVERLOAD RECREATIONAL KILLER (WORK). IF YOU RECEIVE WORK FROM YOUR BOSS, ANY OF YOUR CO-WORKERS, OR ANYONE ELSE VIA ANY MEANS WHATSOEVER-DO NOT TOUCH IT. THIS VIRUS WILL WIPE OUT YOUR PRIVATE LIFE COMPLETELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;IF YOU SHOULD BE EXPOSED TO WORK YOU SHOULD IMMEDIATELY LEAVE THE PREMISES. TAKE TWO GOOD FRIENDS TO THE NEAREST GROCERY STORE AND PURCHASE ONE OR BOTH OF THE ANTIDOTES-WORK ISOLATING NEUTRALIZER EXTRACT (WINE) AND BOTHERSOME EMPLOYER ELIMINATION REBOOTER (BEER). TAKE THE ANTIDOTE REPEATEDLY UNTIL WORK HAS BEEN COMPLETELY ELIMINATED FROM YOUR SYSTEM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S1x-5KJf-bI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uHNurYRfMLY/s1600-h/fiveoclock.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S1x-5KJf-bI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uHNurYRfMLY/s200/fiveoclock.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5832811776681813115-4499226848697849244?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4499226848697849244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4499226848697849244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4499226848697849244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4499226848697849244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/mondat-giggle.html' title='Monday Giggle'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S1x-5KJf-bI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uHNurYRfMLY/s72-c/fiveoclock.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-2766798554079361526</id><published>2010-01-18T07:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T07:30:00.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Menopause'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Monday Giggle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel just like this every now and then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Q: How many women with MENOPAUSE does it take to change a light bulb? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Woman's Answer: One! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ONLY ONE!!!! And do you know WHY? Because no one else in this house knows HOW to change a light bulb! They don't even know that the bulb is BURNED OUT!! They would sit in the dark for THREE DAYS before they figured it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And, once they figured it out, they wouldn't be able to find the stupid light bulbs despite the fact that they've been in the SAME CABINET for the past 17 YEARS! But if they did, by some miracle of God, actually find them, 2 DAYS LATER, the chair they dragged to stand on to change the STUPID light bulb would STILL BE IN THE SAME SPOT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;AND UNDERNEATH IT WOULD BE THE WRAPPER THE FREAKING LIGHT BULBS CAME IN!!! BECAUSE NO ONE EVER PICKS UP OR CARRIES OUT THE GARBAGE!!!! IT'S A WONDER WE HAVEN'T ALL SUFFOCATED FROM THE PILES OF GARBAGE THAT ARE A FOOT DEEP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE HOUSE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;IT WOULD TAKE AN ARMY TO CLEAN THIS PLACE! AND DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHO CHANGES THE TOILET PAPER ROLL !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry. What was the question? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-2766798554079361526?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/2766798554079361526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=2766798554079361526' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/2766798554079361526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/2766798554079361526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/monday-giggle_18.html' title='Monday Giggle'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4313975238856149547</id><published>2010-01-13T07:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:27:53.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>Does this qualify as a project?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, at the beginning of the year (or last week)&amp;nbsp;I said that one of my goals this year was to complete at least one project every month.&amp;nbsp; I think I qualified that by also saying that it didn't need to be a big project just that I *complete* something.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have so many unfinished projects and so many things I want to start or lots of things that I could do.&amp;nbsp; The first things that jump into my mind are the many jewelry projects that I *could* make.&amp;nbsp; Remember the pile of jewelry making supplies that I showed you a couple months ago?&amp;nbsp; Well, let's just say that Mt. Bling hasn't gotten any smaller.&amp;nbsp;There are LOTS of things in that pile that I could make.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;There are also the unfinished quilting projects...&amp;nbsp; My upstairs bathroom is decorated with outhouses.&amp;nbsp; A couple years ago MA and I made outhouse wallhangings.&amp;nbsp; They are quite pretty and very unique.&amp;nbsp; Needlesstosay mine is not finished - it's in a bag waiting it's turn.&amp;nbsp; And the wall in the bathroom is naked, holding its spot for the outhouse quilt.&amp;nbsp; I also started a wallhanging of a black lab for C for his birthday a couple years ago.&amp;nbsp; It is very nice too and would fit well into the decor in our family room.&amp;nbsp; It, too, is waiting to be quilted. Finally, in the pile of "started but not finished" projects&amp;nbsp;you'll fine my&amp;nbsp;mystery quilt.&amp;nbsp; MA and I worked on that about a month ago.&amp;nbsp; I found out I more of an artsy quilter and not very precision oriented (I knew that - but the quilt confirmed it for sure).&amp;nbsp; My quilt quickly became the "stitchingly challenged" quilt - I call it something else but it's not very pollitically correct.&amp;nbsp; I am still working to salvage that quilt and I will, it's just gonna take &lt;strike&gt;some &lt;/strike&gt;a huge amount of time and patience (I don't have much of those).&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I almost forgot I have a Halloween wall hanging I started 2 years ago to finish -&amp;nbsp;like the others, it needs quilted - but I have 10 months until Halloween rolls around again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;It was cold over this past weekend, so Sunday I stayed in all day.&amp;nbsp; I went into my craft room (I love it that my house is big enough that I actually have a *room* dedicated to all my craft stuff and that it's not strung throughout the house all the time).&amp;nbsp; When we moved into this house C bought a REALLY NICE craft table for me - it&amp;nbsp;has a large working surface, it's high so it's nice to stand and work at or easy to walk around AND it has cubby holes on either side for storage.&amp;nbsp; But I digress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The craft table is GREAT.. except for one problem....&amp;nbsp; I couldn't find the top of it!!!&amp;nbsp; That room was "gift central" over the holidays, so wrapping paper and other gift crap was all over the place.&amp;nbsp; A shopping trip is never complete for me, unless I buy something to add to my crafting stash.&amp;nbsp; So the goods from several shopping trips was also piled in that room - on the craft table, on the bed,&amp;nbsp;AND on the floor in front of the closet.&amp;nbsp; It was beginning to wear on me because when you walk down the hallway for anything else, you stare straight into that room and see the mayhem.&amp;nbsp; So Sunday I set to cleaning up the mess.&amp;nbsp; I got the gift supplies all put away.&amp;nbsp; I picked up all the bags from off the floor and went through them (I found several things I forgot I had even bought - I don't buy things because I need them - I buy them because I might have a whim some day to make something and need a specific item - I want it on hand! - I think&amp;nbsp;there is a term for my brand of preparedness&amp;nbsp;- OCD!).&amp;nbsp; I put all the jewelry items with the jewelry stuff, clay items with clay stuff, and sewing items in their rightful place.&amp;nbsp; Then I threw out all the remaining trash!&amp;nbsp; What a difference.&amp;nbsp; The top of the table is cleared off, so now I can work at it.&amp;nbsp; The bed is cleaned off - if anyone wants to come visit - we have a place for you to sleep!&amp;nbsp; AND it looks very nice coming down the hallway!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, can I count that as a completed project??? I'm going to - I'll count it as prep time! LOL Here's the before and after pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0vu_BSDWhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cgcq836IZTI/s1600-h/sewingroombefore2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0vu_BSDWhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cgcq836IZTI/s320/sewingroombefore2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0vvFDDjEiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W0YXyapVEDw/s320/sewingroomafter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;See - I did good - I think this could be counted as a project!!&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/5832811776681813115-4313975238856149547?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4313975238856149547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4313975238856149547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4313975238856149547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4313975238856149547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/does-this-qualify-as-project.html' title='Does this qualify as a project?'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0vu_BSDWhI/AAAAAAAAAMI/cgcq836IZTI/s72-c/sewingroombefore2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3285888098262373368</id><published>2010-01-11T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:51:35.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>BBBBbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Winter has arrived in Central Ohio!&amp;nbsp; The latter part of last week brought the area about 3 inches of snow and bone chilling temperatures.&amp;nbsp; I have lived in Ohio my entire life so I am used to the weather. I can't really say I dislike the snow either.&amp;nbsp; If I did, then I would simply move somewhere that it didn't snow.&amp;nbsp; But I have 4 wheel drive and can do pretty well in bad weather- it's just the other idiots who can't drive&amp;nbsp;that worry me.&amp;nbsp; The snow we got was really quite pretty - it was light and fluffy and made everything sparkle.&amp;nbsp; It looks like glitter was sprinkled everywhere.&amp;nbsp; I was out on Saturday. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be&amp;nbsp; - it was about 25 degrees and sunny.&amp;nbsp; On Sunday, it only got to about 16 degrees and was cloudy most of the day.&amp;nbsp; C had to work on Sunday, so I build a big ole fire in the fire place and stayed in my jammies all day long. Sometimes you just need days like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qG5S2f1KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e_xuTDeNERo/s1600-h/P1090018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qG5S2f1KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e_xuTDeNERo/s320/P1090018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is our neighborhood looking off the back deck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qIhmHbxuI/AAAAAAAAALY/xYobvsRo6Dc/s1600-h/P1090020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qIhmHbxuI/AAAAAAAAALY/xYobvsRo6Dc/s320/P1090020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is a stump in the back yard.&amp;nbsp; I think it looks kind of cool in the winter all covered with snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qGdQ0ElsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HPLajeppT-w/s1600-h/P1100021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qGdQ0ElsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/HPLajeppT-w/s320/P1100021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And our bushes in the front of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qIoWvSZKI/AAAAAAAAALg/aTtNeNUBYFU/s1600-h/P1100022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qIoWvSZKI/AAAAAAAAALg/aTtNeNUBYFU/s320/P1100022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Poor little lawn ornament is almost covered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qIvhnmOKI/AAAAAAAAALo/u1eJkfLv7BA/s1600-h/P1100023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qIvhnmOKI/AAAAAAAAALo/u1eJkfLv7BA/s320/P1100023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even after a couple days the snow still looks pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But the cats had the right idea.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;AJ took full advantage of the fire and got up in the rocker beside it and kept warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qKTsUDKJI/AAAAAAAAALw/mkL1LZz9AWo/s1600-h/P1100024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qKTsUDKJI/AAAAAAAAALw/mkL1LZz9AWo/s320/P1100024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But Harley takes after his mommy!&amp;nbsp; He didn't bother to even get up today - he just made a little nest in bed and spent his day there.&amp;nbsp; He's a spoiled kitty - I turn on the warming blanket for him, so he could be nice and toasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qKZmONk2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QzVRpasA6r0/s1600-h/P1100026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qKZmONk2I/AAAAAAAAAL4/QzVRpasA6r0/s320/P1100026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Stay warm this week!!&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/5832811776681813115-3285888098262373368?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3285888098262373368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3285888098262373368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3285888098262373368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3285888098262373368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/bbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='BBBBbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrr!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0qG5S2f1KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e_xuTDeNERo/s72-c/P1090018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8886205116893433116</id><published>2010-01-09T07:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:52:56.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Meet the Dogs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Back in September y'all met our kitties. Though they were unhappy kitties, since they had all just had baths and then the humiliation of having their picture taken.&amp;nbsp; How I could forget the dogs, I don't know. But I just realized that I never introduced the rest of our household - our dogs.&amp;nbsp; We have 3 of them.&amp;nbsp; It makes for an interesting house - 3 cats/3 dogs.&amp;nbsp; The cats are all boys and the dogs are all girls.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When C &amp;amp; I combined houses into this one - I came with the 3 cats and a dog and he came with 2 dogs.&amp;nbsp;All in all everyone has adapted very well to everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0EpIilT_TI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WjGJe0EuJ1Y/s1600-h/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0EpIilT_TI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WjGJe0EuJ1Y/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;First we have Shadow.&amp;nbsp; She is a wonderfully, sweet Black Lab.&amp;nbsp; She has been part of C's life for a long time and has been his ever faithful companion, having been through it all.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Her favorite toy is a plush duck with a squeeky in it - how fitting - a lab with a duck in its mouth.&amp;nbsp;I am so happy that she has welcomed me into their life with open paws. She sticks close to me when he isn't home.&amp;nbsp; He says when I'm not home she&amp;nbsp;looks for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0N4fe_2y6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9M0v-nG4WyQ/s1600-h/MollyHeadTilt.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0N4fe_2y6I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/9M0v-nG4WyQ/s400/MollyHeadTilt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then we have Molly.&amp;nbsp; Molly is my contribution to the canine population at our house. She is an adorable Rottweiler/German Shepard mix (I call her a "rott N&amp;nbsp;shepard").&amp;nbsp; I have had her since she was 6 weeks old and we've been together through thick and thin.&amp;nbsp; She is now 13 years old (this is a younger pic of her - but I love it!).&amp;nbsp; When Molly &amp;amp; Shadow first met they didn't like each other much and there was quite a bit of snarling.&amp;nbsp;Since we have moved into the house, we have only had 2 dog fights and those were early on. &amp;nbsp;Both brought blood.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Each time it was Molly's - she may be a rott - but she's a wimpy one.&amp;nbsp; They have now come to terms with each other and get along very well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0EqXSVS_YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KkirMyheLl0/s1600-h/125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0EqXSVS_YI/AAAAAAAAAJI/KkirMyheLl0/s400/125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And then... there's Sugar.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Miss Sugar is a Chihuahua - and an itty bitty one at that.&amp;nbsp; She is C's dog from a previous marriage.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This little gal may be tiny,&amp;nbsp; but she thinks she is at least as big as the other dogs.&amp;nbsp;When someone comes to the door, she is the one that does all the talking - but Shadow and Molly are there to back her&amp;nbsp;up if need be.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The big dogs are afraid of the vacuum cleaner - they run from it, but not Sugar, she chases it.&amp;nbsp; As you can see by the pic, she is dwarfed by Harley,&amp;nbsp;but then&amp;nbsp;he is a large alley cat.&amp;nbsp; But for her size she has a big heart, for she too, has welcomed me into their life, as she keeps close track of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;With this mixture of animals it makes for us never having a dull moment.&amp;nbsp; Someone is always doing something.&amp;nbsp; We try as hard as we can to make them happy and keep them healthy so we can continue to enjoy their company for a long time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-8886205116893433116?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8886205116893433116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8886205116893433116' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8886205116893433116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8886205116893433116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-dogs.html' title='Meet the Dogs!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0EpIilT_TI/AAAAAAAAAJA/WjGJe0EuJ1Y/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8240572813094833776</id><published>2010-01-07T07:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:00:01.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to my Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DR-Hgi8wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/efHUiPir6j8/s1600-h/CarolynBaby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DR-Hgi8wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/efHUiPir6j8/s200/CarolynBaby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DSBSJ3k3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/LTnX7nX_XXI/s1600-h/Carolyn1989.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DSBSJ3k3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/LTnX7nX_XXI/s200/Carolyn1989.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Carolyn&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;1939 - 1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, my mom would have been 71 years old.&amp;nbsp; But, sadly, she passed away in 1991 when she was 52.&amp;nbsp; She was a great mother!&amp;nbsp; She went through a nasty divorce, but came through it a strong amazing woman. There was nothing she wouldn't try to do.&amp;nbsp; She used to have this big ole refridgerator with the freezer in the bottom (at the time it was very unique) the fan would go out of it from time to time and she had&amp;nbsp;it replaced several times.&amp;nbsp; One time it went out and I came home one day to find the drawer out of the freezer and find my mother completely up inside it replacing the fan herself. In 1979 she married a college professor (one MY professors) and he treated her like a queen.&amp;nbsp; She wanted for nothing the rest of her life.&amp;nbsp; She was always fascinated with California.&amp;nbsp; Low and behold, her new mother-in-law lived in California, so she got to visit there many times.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately. she died (kind of) unexpectedly of heart failure.&amp;nbsp; She had issues with rheumatoid arthritis for years, then suffered kidney failure and under went a couple years of kidney dialysis, followed by a kidney transplant, that was followed by a broken hip and subsequent hip replacement.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We all thought that the worst of everything was over and she was on the mend.&amp;nbsp; But her heart just couldn't handle the stress anymore and it quit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I just wish I had more time with her.&amp;nbsp; I would like for her&amp;nbsp;to see how I turned out (she put some hard work into me)&amp;nbsp;- I hope she would be thrilled how life turned out for me and be proud of me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Did I say she was a great mom? LOL&amp;nbsp; She was a great role model and a good friend.&amp;nbsp;I think about her everyday and I miss her everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5832811776681813115-8240572813094833776?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8240572813094833776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8240572813094833776' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8240572813094833776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8240572813094833776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-to-my-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday to my Mom'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DR-Hgi8wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/efHUiPir6j8/s72-c/CarolynBaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1179096873973937661</id><published>2010-01-04T07:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T13:51:53.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Fun and Games Are Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DdEv-EBYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Hvp-OBVJvsQ/s1600-h/Freestresscartoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DdEv-EBYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Hvp-OBVJvsQ/s320/Freestresscartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This will be me in a couple hours.&amp;nbsp; I don't wanna go back to work today!&amp;nbsp; Ugh!&amp;nbsp; I have been off work since December 24th.&amp;nbsp; I've been free to do whatever I want.&amp;nbsp; Though, granted, that hasn't been all&amp;nbsp; that much.&amp;nbsp; It has been quite relaxing.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately I'm not independantly wealthy and I have lots of bills to pay, so I guess I have to go back to work.&amp;nbsp; It's going to be tough getting back into the groove.&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/5832811776681813115-1179096873973937661?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1179096873973937661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1179096873973937661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1179096873973937661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1179096873973937661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/fun-and-games-are-over.html' title='Fun and Games Are Over'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/S0DdEv-EBYI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Hvp-OBVJvsQ/s72-c/Freestresscartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-5827241634213501966</id><published>2010-01-01T21:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:32:40.088-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New year'/><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sz612I7SX9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Dzb5l60Yqyw/s1600-h/happy2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sz612I7SX9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Dzb5l60Yqyw/s320/happy2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I hope you made it into 2010&amp;nbsp; safe and sound.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been off work since December 23rd.&amp;nbsp; While I had big thoughts, I really didn't accomplish anything other than get through the holidays.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to have the time off and to do what I wanted, when I wanted.&amp;nbsp; I really hate to think that I will have to return to work on Monday.&amp;nbsp; But I am not able to retire yet and we do have bills to pay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As we were nearing the new year I thought about the previous year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was a very good year.&amp;nbsp; In the wake of folks losing jobs, I still have a job. So far the worst that has happened has been our mandatory 10 days off without pay.&amp;nbsp; While I don't like it, it's a cutback I can learn to live with for a while.&amp;nbsp; C &amp;amp; I celebrated our first full year in our&amp;nbsp;new house.&amp;nbsp; I hate moving and it seemed like it took an entire year before we finally quit looking in boxes for our belongings.&amp;nbsp; But we are finally there!&amp;nbsp; I was reunited with a very, dear old friend this summer. I had lost track of her for a very long time,&amp;nbsp; much to my surprise she had been right under my nose. I am glad we never stopped wondering about each other and I am so happy we found each other again.&amp;nbsp;I turned 50 this past year. OMG! I never thought I would make it this far.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes, it was a fabulous year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now as I face 2010... I want it to be as good of a year, if not better. I hate making resolutions because I usually break them before I get them all made.&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbsp;I have to set some sort of boundary&amp;nbsp;- so I guess resolutions&amp;nbsp;are the best format.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;need to improve myself this year.&amp;nbsp; After&amp;nbsp;many years of living in&amp;nbsp;hell, I am finally&amp;nbsp;at a very good place in life.&amp;nbsp; But, if I don't make some other changes I may not be able to enjoy it for as long as I'd like. So I need to lose some weight.&amp;nbsp; I'm not greedy - 50 lbs (though that's just the tip of the iceberg) would get me back into most of the clothes in my closet.&amp;nbsp; So I'd take that if I can get it (then I'll think about chipping more off the iceberg).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;want to complete at least one&amp;nbsp; project each month, whether it be a craft project or housey project.&amp;nbsp; I have so many things to get done (remember the mountain of jewelry making stuff?).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So one thing doesn't seem too unreasonable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to be a better blogger.&amp;nbsp; I started this back in September.&amp;nbsp; Writing is harder than I thought.&amp;nbsp; But I want to post at least 3 times a week and make my presence known on other blogs that I read and enjoy.&amp;nbsp; I have made some awesome friends and want to keep them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I need&amp;nbsp;to be a better aunt.&amp;nbsp; I know at least onbe person is thinking - but you're an only child.&amp;nbsp; I am, but when my mom got remarried her hubby had 2 sons.&amp;nbsp; We were all adults when our parents married, so we never got the opportunity to be a true family and we weren't that close when we were younger.&amp;nbsp; But after my mother,&amp;nbsp; their father and then my grandparents passed away these guys knew I didn't have any other family and they unofficially adopted me.&amp;nbsp; I don't get down to see my nephews and neice as much as I'd like and I felt&amp;nbsp;some distance at Christmas.&amp;nbsp;They are growing up so fast it is amazing.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I love them all and am greatful for them.&amp;nbsp; They were there for me during the darkest part of my life&amp;nbsp;- I want to be there during the best parts of theirs. &amp;nbsp;So, I need to make sure I am visiting as often as possible and I'm not above taking lavishing gifts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And finally, I want show C, every single day, how glad I am to have him in my life. He has been a true blessing&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;to me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I never knew what a truly good relationship was before him.&amp;nbsp; I love him and cherish every minute we have together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Some of those will be easy, others not so much.&amp;nbsp; But all I can do is try.&amp;nbsp; What did you resolve to do 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/5832811776681813115-5827241634213501966?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/5827241634213501966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=5827241634213501966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/5827241634213501966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/5827241634213501966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sz612I7SX9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Dzb5l60Yqyw/s72-c/happy2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-7685699526857908530</id><published>2009-12-22T14:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:15:30.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok, I know that Christmas comes the &lt;strong&gt;exact&lt;/strong&gt; time every year.&amp;nbsp;It should not be any surprise to me. &amp;nbsp;So why am I always running around at the last moment getting stuff done?&amp;nbsp; I had big plans not to procrastinate this year - but I put that off until next year!&amp;nbsp; We barely got the tree up, I put out a few other decorations and called the house done.&amp;nbsp; Sunday I was Betty Friggin' Crocker.&amp;nbsp; I made caramel corn, chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter fudge and Bailey's fudge.&amp;nbsp; I have absolutely nothing wrapped.&amp;nbsp; Late Monday night I was wrapping a few things that I had to&amp;nbsp;take into the office.&amp;nbsp; One of my spare bedrooms looks like Santa's workshop - that's where all the gifts are.&amp;nbsp; Tonight I will start sorting and wrapping.&amp;nbsp; C's family celebration will be Christmas Eve, so I will need to get all of their presents wrapped.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am still relatively new to that family - so I better not try and get by with just putting each item in a WalMart bag.&amp;nbsp; Somewhere there is another unwritten female rule about that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So, wanna see&amp;nbsp;our tree?&amp;nbsp; We got it up last weekend.&amp;nbsp; One of the cats has&amp;nbsp;eaten all the garland off the bottom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SzEZHN1TNTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/blHLGno5zBo/s1600-h/Christmastree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SzEZHN1TNTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/blHLGno5zBo/s320/Christmastree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Most of the ornaments on it are either handmade, Hallmark Keepsakes, or antique.&amp;nbsp; So we are careful not to put too much around the bottom because shiny things hanging down are just too much for little cat paws or they don't faire too well when a dog decides to plow through between the tree and the table.&amp;nbsp; So we make it easy on everyone. &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/5832811776681813115-7685699526857908530?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7685699526857908530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=7685699526857908530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7685699526857908530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7685699526857908530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SzEZHN1TNTI/AAAAAAAAAIA/blHLGno5zBo/s72-c/Christmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8782744931025197766</id><published>2009-12-08T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T06:30:00.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Remember This?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Gee, they don't make commercials like this anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUWMjUjit_U&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/MUWMjUjit_U&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I remember this. It's not loud enough or flashy enough for commercials nowadays.&amp;nbsp; It's simple, yet effective.&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/5832811776681813115-8782744931025197766?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8782744931025197766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8782744931025197766' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8782744931025197766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8782744931025197766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/12/remember-this.html' title='Remember This?'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-9215506000718280906</id><published>2009-12-03T06:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:30:00.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morons'/><title type='text'>Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Even though I am tired of the whole TigerWoods thing already -&amp;nbsp;I can't stand it -I have&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;offer an opinion.&amp;nbsp; Our local paper sends emails out occasionally when something big happens.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday they felt compelled to send out a "breaking news" e-mail to announce Tiger's one sentance comment about his situation.&amp;nbsp; One stinking sentance!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It &amp;nbsp;said something to the effect that he was sorry his transgressions hurt his family.&amp;nbsp; Did I really need a breaking&amp;nbsp; news bulletin on that??&amp;nbsp; I'm thinkin' not!&amp;nbsp; I'm not really interested in all the fine details of his trysts.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;say it's&amp;nbsp;bullshit anyway.&amp;nbsp; If he&amp;nbsp;truly sorry was&amp;nbsp;he wouldn't have done&amp;nbsp;it in the first place.&amp;nbsp; What he's sorry about is that he got caught.&amp;nbsp; Did he really think that it could go on forever&amp;nbsp; You can't be fucking around with.... not one... not two...but possibly THREE other women and it not be discovered.&amp;nbsp;For Christ sake, Tiger, you've only been married for 5 years!!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;hate it that we tend to put famous people up on such high pedestals and then are so upset when they fall off.&amp;nbsp; And they&amp;nbsp;usually do!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We are all human and no one is perfect (I'm certainly not).&amp;nbsp;They have all the money&amp;nbsp;and fame anyone could ever want,&amp;nbsp;yet they do the dumbest things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you are going to be in the public eye -&amp;nbsp;don't be a MORON!!!!!&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/5832811776681813115-9215506000718280906?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/9215506000718280906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=9215506000718280906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/9215506000718280906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/9215506000718280906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/12/tiger.html' title='Tiger'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3564013841411947302</id><published>2009-12-01T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T06:00:08.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Holiday Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Like it or not - the holiday season is upon us!!&amp;nbsp; For all the hustle and bustle that is involved, it really doesn't last all that long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I know I have had all year to prepare, but still here I am with nothing done and wondering how I am going to get everything&amp;nbsp;completed that&amp;nbsp;I need to.&amp;nbsp; Even so, I love the holidays!&amp;nbsp;I think I got that from my mother - she loved Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I miss her everyday, but I think I miss her more during the holidays.&amp;nbsp;Everyone just seems to be nicer to each other during the holidays.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I hope this week I can begin to get my decorations and tree&amp;nbsp;up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-3564013841411947302?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3564013841411947302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3564013841411947302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3564013841411947302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3564013841411947302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-season.html' title='The Holiday Season'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3410158614354701302</id><published>2009-11-30T06:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:21:18.611-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luck'/><title type='text'>End of the Rainbow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SxLF7deeW5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xHY_yTSKAjI/s1600/Justmyluck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SxLF7deeW5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xHY_yTSKAjI/s320/Justmyluck.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Just My Luck!!!&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/5832811776681813115-3410158614354701302?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3410158614354701302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3410158614354701302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3410158614354701302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3410158614354701302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-rainbow.html' title='End of the Rainbow!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SxLF7deeW5I/AAAAAAAAAG4/xHY_yTSKAjI/s72-c/Justmyluck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8324802296428117034</id><published>2009-11-26T06:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:50:36.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SwyZPkJLVdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/py33BH0W7yQ/s1600/ATT00009MA26229932-0011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SwyZPkJLVdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/py33BH0W7yQ/s320/ATT00009MA26229932-0011.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thanksgiving is a time for togetherness... it's an occasion to be spent in the warm and loving company of family and friends.&amp;nbsp;Thanksgiving is also an opportunity to renew the ties that bind us with the ones we love... it is a time for remembering, cherishing and being thankful for all the&amp;nbsp;things you have been blessed with.&amp;nbsp; I am SO thankful for the life that I now have.&amp;nbsp; I have a wonderful BF, fantastic friends and a job that I love.&amp;nbsp; Who could ask for more!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;May your stuffing be tasty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;May your turkey plump,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;May your potatoes and gravy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Have nary a lump.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;May your yams be delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And your pies take the prize,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And may your Thanksgiving dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Stay off your thighs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-8324802296428117034?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8324802296428117034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8324802296428117034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8324802296428117034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8324802296428117034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SwyZPkJLVdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/py33BH0W7yQ/s72-c/ATT00009MA26229932-0011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-962432107805565906</id><published>2009-11-25T06:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T06:00:04.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty'/><title type='text'>I Love My Naills!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SwyX7UueXKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MpPis7y_qKs/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SwyX7UueXKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MpPis7y_qKs/s320/028.JPG" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;While I'm not the prissy type to always look like I just stepped off the&amp;nbsp; runway, I work ina field where I am out in the mud (or worse) sometimes.&amp;nbsp; But, I do try to do the best with what I have most of the time.&amp;nbsp; I'm not very high maintanence. However, since I was a young girl I have always loved pretty finger nails. Before you could buy a wide range of colors, my friends and I used to put past food coloring in white polish and make our own bold colors. Once I made a green that my mom said looked like mold. But I digress...&amp;nbsp;There are 2 things I refuse to do without - my hair dresser and my nail tech. For many years now I have fallen slave to the nail technician I have always gone every 2 to 3 weeksto keep my nails looking nice. And I love slut RED nail polish - I figure if I am gonna pay all that money - I want them noticed!! I found a nail tech, DJ, that I love, she gets me and we have lots of things in common. She has turned into a good friend. DJ has been going through all sorts of issues. So imagine my panic reaction when she announced earlier this summer that she was going to leave the shop she was doing nails in and get a fulltime job. But the good news was - she really wanted to keep doing my nails. So, for the past several momnths I have been living the lyfestyle of the rich and famous - my nail tech comes to my house to do my nails. About a month ago she got a new job, but it was going to require her to work 3rd shift. Not good - that's not an easy shift to adapt to. But while I was waiting for her to adjust to her new work hours my nails were becoming a disaster. I can do a certain amount ofrepair work myself - but they were going beyond my abilities. So, here's how desparate I was and how crazy the two of us are... Since evenings are hard for her because she is so tired, we decided how about she come when she gets off work - at 6:45am!!!!! Yup, when I want something bad enough I am willing to do anything. So yesterday morning I dragged my ass out of bed at 6am (anyone who knows me very well knows I am NOT much of a morning person - I HATE to get up). I showered and got dressed (so I wouldn't mess my nails up). I made strong coffee and I got my nails done before I went to work. We decided it wasn't so bad - it was kinda fun. And I felt great going to work because my nails looked good again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-962432107805565906?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/962432107805565906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=962432107805565906' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/962432107805565906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/962432107805565906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-naills_25.html' title='I Love My Naills!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SwyX7UueXKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/MpPis7y_qKs/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1074805689927143518</id><published>2009-11-13T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T06:00:06.351-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>A Little Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Woo Hoo today is the day that we work on our mystery quilts.&amp;nbsp; I promise I will have some pictures to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have been having an issue with one of my knees lately.&amp;nbsp; I hate to admit that I am getting old, not to mention that there is far more weight bearing down on that knee than should be.&amp;nbsp; But needless to say it has been bothering me, swelling up,&amp;nbsp;and I have been walking funny. A friend of mine sent me this cartoon - I really shouldn't open things like this at work - I howled with laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvceX8C7TnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/r25gAXTKQaM/s1600-h/knees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvceX8C7TnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/r25gAXTKQaM/s320/knees.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Have a wonderful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-1074805689927143518?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1074805689927143518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1074805689927143518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1074805689927143518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1074805689927143518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-funny.html' title='A Little Funny'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvceX8C7TnI/AAAAAAAAAGI/r25gAXTKQaM/s72-c/knees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-452466869628683968</id><published>2009-11-09T06:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T06:00:01.432-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalidescope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilt'/><title type='text'>I'm a Genius!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm back after a little lapse in blogging - I have returned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At the&amp;nbsp;bottom of the blog you'll see a new feature - a&amp;nbsp;game.&amp;nbsp; Well, hey, Thanksgiving is right around the corner (ugh!) and I LOVE games, sometimes the sillier the better.&amp;nbsp; So this game was perfect!&amp;nbsp; If you have a few moments and you want to do something mindless - here ya go - it's fun!&amp;nbsp; That's part of the reason I'm a genius - I figured out how to add this all on my own and I didn't have to go running to anyone (I'm looking at you Julie) to help me! WooHoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;AND remember a couple weeks ago I ran those pictures of that really pretty kalidescope quilt that my friend had made.&amp;nbsp; I was bound that I was going to figure it out???&amp;nbsp; I'm a fricken' genius - I figured it out!!!!!&amp;nbsp; Without much direction and only a few hints from MaryAnn - I did it.&amp;nbsp; I had a piece of fabric that fit the qualifications - it had medium to large, bright print and I had enough fabric so that the pattern was repeated at least 4 times.&amp;nbsp; I barely had enough fabric - but this is my practice piece. I just wanted to see if I could do it and if so I have another piece of fabric I'd like to make a bed-sized quilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So here's what I came up with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvcP2tcgSkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PdpHmpRplS0/s1600-h/photoMA26250012-0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvcP2tcgSkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PdpHmpRplS0/s320/photoMA26250012-0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This is the fabric before I cut it. Of course it has cats in it - did I ever tell you that I LOVE cats?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And then.....LOOKY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvcP7kJpX_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ezyKlWWsMX4/s1600-h/photoMA26250017-0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvcP7kJpX_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/ezyKlWWsMX4/s320/photoMA26250017-0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;These are two of the blocks.&amp;nbsp; I am soooooo excited.&amp;nbsp; I think they are very cool.&amp;nbsp; I have 16-5" squares.&amp;nbsp; I sewed the squares together yesterday. Today I am going to cut some of the coordinating fabrics and see what I can make from that - I think I will only have enough for a little lap quilt - but that's OK.&amp;nbsp; This was only an experiment anyway. I just wanted to see if I can do it.YAYAYAYAYAYA!!&amp;nbsp; This quilting technique is sooooooo addictive I want to do more and more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wednesday is Veteran's Day and a holiday for us government types, so MaryAnn and I are going to do our mystery quilts.&amp;nbsp; I will take lot of pictures -&amp;nbsp;I can't wait to share our creations with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5832811776681813115-452466869628683968?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/452466869628683968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=452466869628683968' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/452466869628683968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/452466869628683968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-genius.html' title='I&apos;m a Genius!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SvcP2tcgSkI/AAAAAAAAAF4/PdpHmpRplS0/s72-c/photoMA26250012-0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1343499701146517810</id><published>2009-10-30T06:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T06:39:00.173-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Boo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;A friend sent these to me - I thought they were cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Suo_f1l_9uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YRmLtWuqEIU/s1600-h/HalAnger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Suo_f1l_9uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YRmLtWuqEIU/s320/HalAnger.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Suo_hy0KElI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eFEluwyl_1o/s1600-h/HalBabyRuth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Suo_hy0KElI/AAAAAAAAAE4/eFEluwyl_1o/s320/HalBabyRuth.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Halloween!!!!&lt;/strong&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/5832811776681813115-1343499701146517810?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1343499701146517810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1343499701146517810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1343499701146517810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1343499701146517810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/boo.html' title='Boo!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Suo_f1l_9uI/AAAAAAAAAEw/YRmLtWuqEIU/s72-c/HalAnger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3422259101294664874</id><published>2009-10-26T06:00:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T06:00:51.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Quilt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuSeqLAwGLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8jHcRBIosjA/s1600-h/LeeAnnMaryAnn1007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuSeqLAwGLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8jHcRBIosjA/s320/LeeAnnMaryAnn1007.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My friend MaryAnn and I&amp;nbsp;known each other for well over 20 years.&amp;nbsp;We work in the same field. But over the years we have discovered that we have many common interests.&amp;nbsp; (I have her to thank for getting me into the jewelry making thing.)&amp;nbsp; But, she is a master quilter and I am constantly in awe of her work.&amp;nbsp; She makes all sorts of quilts and always has a few in the works.&amp;nbsp; She has entered many of&amp;nbsp;them in shows, with positive results.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Whenever we get a chance we like to get together and sew.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We have made a couple projects together (I'll share those in detail on other posts).&amp;nbsp; When we do work together, she is the ying to my yang.&amp;nbsp; I am the sort that just kinda throws things up in the air and they come out kinda gal.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he brings precision to our projects.&amp;nbsp; I can't be bothered with the precision that some things take (or I don't have the patience for it).&amp;nbsp; She also has a eye for color and patterns in fabric that work best together (in that department you'd think I was color blind).&amp;nbsp; Thus a couple very good reasons that she is a master quilter and I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We also ike to share pictures of projects we have made or patterns we have purchased.&amp;nbsp; E-mail and those fancy-schmancy phones we have make sharing so quick and easy.&amp;nbsp; We are gettin ready to do a project together - a mystery quit - you don't know what it is unti it is done - I'll post about it later as we are going to work on them Veteran's Day.&amp;nbsp; But the other day she sent me a picture of her latest quilt.&amp;nbsp; She picked up the technique on a recent trip to Hilton Head (even though it was a vacation with the famiy - she always takes her sewing machine and works on some projects).&amp;nbsp; I beieve it's called a kaliedescope technique (that's what it looks like).&amp;nbsp; Anyway it is absolutely gorgeous!!!!&amp;nbsp; I wanted to share it for her.&amp;nbsp; hahaha&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It is very&amp;nbsp;beautiful and I wanted y'all to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuSiTjV7hWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IubTgl9ERV0/s1600-h/IMG_3075_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuSiTjV7hWI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IubTgl9ERV0/s320/IMG_3075_2.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;MaryAnn, my dear friend I hope you are reading this!&amp;nbsp; hahaha (and not kill me for posting your quilt, but it is just too beautiful).&amp;nbsp; You're an inspiration and a true friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I am aso bad about looking at someone's project and figuring out how to do it mysef. So I have been trying really hard to figure this out. I think I have it and am gonna try it and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5832811776681813115-3422259101294664874?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3422259101294664874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3422259101294664874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3422259101294664874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3422259101294664874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/beautiful-quilt.html' title='Beautiful Quilt!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuSeqLAwGLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/8jHcRBIosjA/s72-c/LeeAnnMaryAnn1007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-7445959762233187101</id><published>2009-10-24T06:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T06:00:02.519-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>Kitten on the Keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I sure wish my kitties could do this.&amp;nbsp; They run across the piano keys occassionally - but nothin' like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/TZ860P4iTaM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/5832811776681813115-7445959762233187101?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7445959762233187101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=7445959762233187101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7445959762233187101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7445959762233187101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/kitten-on-keys.html' title='Kitten on the Keys'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-6016479146919402808</id><published>2009-10-23T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T06:30:01.149-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Move'/><title type='text'>New Digs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Have I ever mentioned that I HATE moving?&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure that I have somewhere along the line. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have whined for several weeks now that we were moving offices.&amp;nbsp; Well last Friday was M-day!!!!&amp;nbsp; And much to my surprise it wasn't all that bad.&amp;nbsp; There were professional movers who moved everything for us.&amp;nbsp; All we had to do was have our items for them boxed up, slap a sticker on it&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;they took it to the appropriate place.&amp;nbsp; All in all I think it went pretty smoothly.&amp;nbsp; Prior to the move we purged files and got rid of a lot of crap that we no longer needed.&amp;nbsp; So it lightened the load a bit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As far as I know everything that was supposed to come over did and most of us have our individual cubies unpacked, as well as our common shared areas.&amp;nbsp; I left&amp;nbsp;last Friday with my computer and phone still disconnected.&amp;nbsp; But when I came back in on Monday; *poof*; it was all back up and working.&amp;nbsp; Though I *still* haven't figured out how to connect to a network printer.&amp;nbsp; But that's a minor problem for the moment.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say I am pretty happy in our new office - it's clean and everything is new (it's all been renovated).&amp;nbsp; The funniest thing for me about all of this is that the building&amp;nbsp;and the floor we are on&amp;nbsp;(even the area) is the exact place we were located when I first started here 20 years ago.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say the next time they move - it will be without me!&amp;nbsp; :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is my old cubie (but remember this was about 3 days before the actual move - I was still sorting):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEbp42JMSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wQkUP7qQka8/s1600-h/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEbp42JMSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wQkUP7qQka8/s320/029.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And here is my new one!&amp;nbsp; I have vowed not to junk it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEb9LhGniI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kiJaIYcbXlU/s1600-h/032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEb9LhGniI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kiJaIYcbXlU/s320/032.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEcMdmrgQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZWXVFFWKkdI/s1600-h/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEcMdmrgQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ZWXVFFWKkdI/s320/033.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5832811776681813115-6016479146919402808?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/6016479146919402808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=6016479146919402808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/6016479146919402808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/6016479146919402808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-digs.html' title='New Digs!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SuEbp42JMSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/wQkUP7qQka8/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3431196429775271589</id><published>2009-10-22T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T06:00:00.808-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good'/><title type='text'>Be Good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes we forget this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Be Good to Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Who's one of the most important people you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You are. That's who…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So be good to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Come alive to all the happy things there are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Do something for yourself every day…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Something you really enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Make your own kind of music…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;After all, you know best what means the most to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Say what you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;People nice as you should be seen and heard, too often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Don't keep your worries to yourself - let a friend in on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Is there something you're always meant to try?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Now's the time to try it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Is there something you've always wanted to buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Be impractical - buy it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Spread joy wherever you can…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But be sure to keep some for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;And when love comes along, welcome it and never let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Let the sunshine in each morning…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Let the starlight in each night…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;You're a very special person - so be good to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5832811776681813115-3431196429775271589?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3431196429775271589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3431196429775271589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3431196429775271589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3431196429775271589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-good.html' title='Be Good...'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-3203877189108038015</id><published>2009-10-13T06:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T06:30:00.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><title type='text'>The Nosey Neighbors!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Does this look like a junk car to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/StOMkN_qvEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SZ6wdAkTUno/s1600-h/photoMA25936724-0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/StOMkN_qvEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SZ6wdAkTUno/s320/photoMA25936724-0002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Me either!&amp;nbsp; But apparently to my nosey neighbors it is.&amp;nbsp; Granted, it's not the newest car (it's my old-new car I mentioned a couple weeks ago) in the world - but junk!?!?!&amp;nbsp; Now, I'll have to go and&amp;nbsp;enroll it in car counseling, it's poor little car ego has been damaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Yesterday was&amp;nbsp;a day off for me - I work for the government and it was Columbus Day.&amp;nbsp; As my favorite guy and I were enjoying a weekend breakfast before he had to depart for work, we saw the Police Impound Unit come into our neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; We live in a pretty nice neighborhood, so it's rare to see them.&amp;nbsp; He pulled across the street from where the car is parked and sat for a while.&amp;nbsp; Then he backed up.&amp;nbsp; I went out (in my pink fuzzy bathrobe noless) to see where he had gone- and he was talking to my neighbor!!!!! So, I went back in and waited for him to either come back or leave.&amp;nbsp; He came back and sat and looked at my car again.&amp;nbsp; Known for my meek, mild nature (yeah, right) I flew out the door and across the street (still in my pink fuzzy bathrobe) and asked the cop if there was a problem.&amp;nbsp; He informed me that there was.&amp;nbsp; And I asked him why the nosey neighbors didn't come and&amp;nbsp;tell me - why did they have to call the police.&amp;nbsp; The pink fuzz on the back of my bathrobe must have been standing up, as he told me to calm down and he would explain it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Well, it's a city ordinance that a car can't continuously sit on the&amp;nbsp;street for longer than 72 hours. And mine has been sitting there longer.&amp;nbsp; Since we have had it back we have been driving it on Saturdays. He claimed there had been lots of complaints about it.&amp;nbsp; I must say I'm not surprised - one neighbor did ask me if it was mine.&amp;nbsp; She said that "someone" (meaning they had been gossiping about it) had said it might be stolen.&amp;nbsp; Then she informed me that I might want to move it, as the tags were expired (and they aren't).&amp;nbsp; I wish if these damn people were going to help me mind&amp;nbsp;my business they would at least get the facts correct.&amp;nbsp;Or mind their own damn business!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Well, now I understand that the car has to be moved every 3 days (I didn't know what the time limit was before) and I understand that I have a bunch of nosey neighbors who would rather call the police than come talk to me (I haven't bitten a neighbor here yet). So, they'll get what they ask for.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I did have all this room to park the car in front of my house to park and keep the car out of everyone's way.&amp;nbsp; But that doesn't seem to be good enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/StOOjcMJAAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/71DxtcCmh8s/s1600/photoMA25936732-0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/StOOjcMJAAI/AAAAAAAAAEA/71DxtcCmh8s/s320/photoMA25936732-0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I will be a good law abiding citizen and move the car every 72 hours. I was trying to keep it back out of everyone's way.&amp;nbsp; But, gee, I can't do that anymore, so I guess it will have to be parked in various places, so the impound guy has no doubt&amp;nbsp;that it was moved.&amp;nbsp; Wonder how the lady that was talking to the impound guy will like it parked in front of her house?&amp;nbsp; Because that's where it's going to go for the first 72 hours. If she doesn't like that I think I'll park it in the side yard - that's always a neighbor pleaser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I can't wait to go&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;fuck&lt;/strike&gt; chat with the neighbors and make sure I am doing everything I can to make their little lives happy.&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/5832811776681813115-3203877189108038015?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/3203877189108038015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=3203877189108038015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3203877189108038015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/3203877189108038015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/nosey-neighbors.html' title='The Nosey Neighbors!!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/StOMkN_qvEI/AAAAAAAAAD4/SZ6wdAkTUno/s72-c/photoMA25936724-0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4007967694215765883</id><published>2009-10-08T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T06:30:00.251-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='office'/><title type='text'>I HATE Moving!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't care what it is - I HATE MOVING!!! We are moving our offices in another week&amp;nbsp;(it was supposed to be this week, but it got postponed) and does it really look like I am ready??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Last year,&amp;nbsp;I packed up and moved my residence.&amp;nbsp; I had been &lt;strike&gt;entrenched&lt;/strike&gt; living in the same house for 12 years.&amp;nbsp; And I loved that house.&amp;nbsp; I thought I would never move from it.&amp;nbsp; But fate had something else in mind and I had to move (don't worry it was for the MUCH better).&amp;nbsp; But because I lived for so many years thinking that I would never leave it, I didn't give much thought to what I accumulated and how I stored it.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't going anywhere, so what difference did it make if the basement was about to explode and spew many of my worldly possessions I hadn't looked at in at least&amp;nbsp;10 years all over the neighborhood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But I digress...What was the topic?&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah - moving - but I wanted to talk about my office.&amp;nbsp; Well, at work I live in cubicle world (I am a nobody and like it that way).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have worked at my present job for 20 years (seriously, I&amp;nbsp;didn't think my attention span was that long).&amp;nbsp; We did move offices once before but I can safely say that was about 15 years ago.&amp;nbsp;I applied the same logic to this cubicle that I had to my previous residence - I've been in the same place for a long time - I'm not going anywhere.&amp;nbsp; So now I am reliving moving hell of last year all over again!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Apparently it is more cost effective to hire a moving company than to have our own in-house movers do this.&amp;nbsp; So we are being issued tubs and rollers to pack in.&amp;nbsp; Only thing is, we are limited to &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;tubs per cubicle.&amp;nbsp; WTF?!?!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;!?!?!?!?! What's up with that?&amp;nbsp; Do they know anything about historical records?? I mean there might be something important in my files about a facility that was built 100 years ago. It could be relevent today (it could be!) and I know just the moment I throw it out, I'm gonna need it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Well 4 tubs is just a good start for me.&amp;nbsp; Over the years, I have brought in lots of personal stuff one piece at a time and now am suddenly faced with having to pack it all up and move it. Even worse, I have had to gather up all my personal stuff and take it home until after the move is complete. So far I am at 6 boxes.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I am getting the funny "where is that going to go" look at home too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I still have lots of important stuff in my cube.&amp;nbsp; Normally, my cube doesn't look like this - I am much more neat and organized.&amp;nbsp; But, we are moving to a newly renovated building with new cubes, and we will be held to a certain decorum (what? no more boxes stacked under my desktop?).&amp;nbsp; So I have to sort through all this stuff - not everything can go with me (but I like my boxes and notebooks and stuff).&amp;nbsp; The sorting and packing process has really disrupted my organization.&amp;nbsp; the good news is that when we go to the new digs - I can redecorate a little.&amp;nbsp; I will bring back my beloved rat collection, but this will be a good opportunity to change some things too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Something I learned last year - a person should really move every few years, just to keep them organized.&amp;nbsp; It's either that or just pour lighter fluid on it and burn it.&amp;nbsp; Nothing like a fresh start!&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/5832811776681813115-4007967694215765883?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4007967694215765883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4007967694215765883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4007967694215765883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4007967694215765883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hate-moving.html' title='I HATE Moving!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8115250353259000216</id><published>2009-10-06T06:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:00:00.531-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Week was Some Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Whew and I am glad it is over!!&amp;nbsp; I had a headache that lasted the whole friggin' week!&amp;nbsp; Last Monday evening I kind felt like something might be coming on, so I took NyQuil trying to fend it off.&amp;nbsp; I spent Tuesday with a NyQuil hangover and Tuesday evening I napped at every opportunity.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday and Thursday were average.&amp;nbsp; Thursday I still had the damn headache and needed relief.&amp;nbsp; When I got home from work I made a trip to the pharmacy see what I could find to make it stop.&amp;nbsp; I came home with a bag of Tylenol, Head-On and Tylenol Severe Cold.&amp;nbsp; Well I took some good old Tylenol - it didn't help.&amp;nbsp; I thought that Head-On stuff that the advertise would be something of a miracle.&amp;nbsp; They make the same stuff for sore joints that you glide on your skin.&amp;nbsp; Turns out that the Head-On stuff was just the joint stuff only in a smaller tube.&amp;nbsp; It only heated up my temple and forehead.&amp;nbsp; Yeah - that was helpful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, by then my cheek was hurting a little - giving me the hint that maybe the headache had something to do with my sinuses.&amp;nbsp; So thank goodness I bought the Tylenol Cold stuff too.&amp;nbsp; I took some of that before I went to bed.&amp;nbsp; Well during the night someone turned a faucet on in my head!&amp;nbsp; I blew and blew during the night til I finally had to get up so I wouldn't wake anyone else up and sit in the chair upstairs.&amp;nbsp; When I woke up in the morning I still had Niagara falls in my head.&amp;nbsp; I felt like shit at work all day - but plugged through because we are getting ready to move our offices.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But when I came home Friday - I took some NyQuil and was soon fast asleep.&amp;nbsp; i was determined that I wasn't going to get really sick.&amp;nbsp; So I stayed liquored-up on NyQuil all weekend and managed to sleep my way through health disaster.&amp;nbsp; Whew!!&amp;nbsp; I got up this morning was my usual chipper self!&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/5832811776681813115-8115250353259000216?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8115250353259000216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8115250353259000216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8115250353259000216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8115250353259000216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-week-was-some-week.html' title='Last Week was Some Week...'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4609215036029415070</id><published>2009-10-01T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T06:30:01.178-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambling'/><title type='text'>What a Week!!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a rough one!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready to move our office, so things have been chaotic there.&amp;nbsp; Since I am a nobody (and I like it that way!) I have a cubicle at work.&amp;nbsp; There is only so much crap that can go in one of those 8 x8 spaces.&amp;nbsp; But me being me - I managed to cram all that I can in there.&amp;nbsp; My cubicle represents me and looks much like my home in that I have to have&amp;nbsp;things I love&amp;nbsp;all around me.&amp;nbsp; So I have the usual family pictures, but I also have cups, cans of water passed out during a flood a few years ago AND my prized rat collection (I have squeaky rats, talking rats and other kinds of rats).&amp;nbsp; They make great conversation pieces. (yes, I did say rats - remember I am in public health).&amp;nbsp; Normally, the cubicle doesn't look too bad.&amp;nbsp; But this past week - ugh!&amp;nbsp; I have boxes all over the place.&amp;nbsp; I have already brought home 2 boxes of personal stuff, but have more to bring before the big move on October 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night I got a headache that has never gone away...yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night I felt like I was getting the crud that is going around.&amp;nbsp; When I feel even the slightest tinge of a cold or something else -&amp;nbsp;I take Nyquil. So I did. I slept great.&amp;nbsp; Though I think I snored ike never before.&amp;nbsp; I get sooooooo aggravated at myself for snoring.&amp;nbsp; It's not very ladylike and I just hate the thought that I make such noises.&amp;nbsp; I know I make other noises when I sleep, because I have woke myself up making noises but they are so strange&amp;nbsp;I can't duplicate them when awake.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early, really early,&amp;nbsp;Tuesday morning I got up to let my dog out. (Remember, it's early enough I am still hungover from the NyQuil).&amp;nbsp; I went upstairs to let her out and I do this most every night and I know how many steps there are between the bedroom and upstairs.&amp;nbsp; Well, I got up to the top and took one last step.&amp;nbsp; One that wasn't there - at all.&amp;nbsp; Yep - I stepped right into the air.&amp;nbsp; I realized it as my foot was on it's way back down to a step that wasn't there.&amp;nbsp; I fell flat on my face!!&amp;nbsp; Well almost I was flat on my face after I landed square on my dog and she shimmied out from under me.&amp;nbsp; *Then* I was literally flat on my face.&amp;nbsp; I laid there for a few moments and then I shook each limb one by one to see if anything was hurt.&amp;nbsp; Nothing seemed to be.&amp;nbsp; So the dog went out and I returned to bed and to snoring.&amp;nbsp; I did twist my knee a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the regular time I woke up with a twisted knee and a NyQuil hangover AND a headache.&amp;nbsp; I dragged myself into work and managed to get through the day.&amp;nbsp; But when I got home I couldn't keep my eyes open.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I sat down - I snoozed.&amp;nbsp; Thus, no Blog on Wednesday - I was sleeping through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is - I think I fended off the cold or whatever (this time)!&amp;nbsp; The bad news is - I STILL have this damn headache!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-4609215036029415070?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4609215036029415070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4609215036029415070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4609215036029415070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4609215036029415070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-week.html' title='What a Week!!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4312304513413968066</id><published>2009-09-29T09:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:27:07.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is too Funny!!</title><content type='html'>This is one of the funniest things I have seen in a while. But I do feel sorry for the poor guy.&amp;nbsp; He obviously didn't want to be where he was and then a bug flew into his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Language may not be suitable for everyone's ears***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.youtube.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy shows his true side after swallowing a bug on air. Goes from Dave Chappelle's white reporter to Chris Tucker in an instant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4qB6DWWUPXY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/4qB6DWWUPXY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/5832811776681813115-4312304513413968066?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4312304513413968066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4312304513413968066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4312304513413968066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4312304513413968066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-too-funny.html' title='This is too Funny!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1068322747842361797</id><published>2009-09-28T06:30:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T06:30:00.902-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>We Love Our Animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sr-0O12VjyI/AAAAAAAAADw/QEf1iZxIGl8/s1600-h/Rabies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sr-0O12VjyI/AAAAAAAAADw/QEf1iZxIGl8/s200/Rabies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;As you know by now - I am a public health person&amp;nbsp; - I have worked in the field my entire adult life.&amp;nbsp; So I can't let today go by without a post about this... Today is World Rabies Day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Rabies is a preventable viral disease of mammals most often transmitted through the bite of a rabid animal. The vast majority of rabies cases reported to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) each year occur in wild animals like raccoons, skunks, bats, and foxes. Domestic animals account for less than 10% of the reported rabies cases, with cats, cattle, and dogs most often reported rabid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Rabies virus infects the central nervous system, causing encephalopathy and ultimately death. Early symptoms of rabies in humans are nonspecific, consisting of fever, headache, and general malaise. As the disease progresses, neurological symptoms appear and may include insomnia, anxiety, confusion, slight or partial paralysis, excitation, hallucinations, agitation, hypersalivation, difficulty swallowing, and hydrophobia (fear of water). Death usually occurs within days of the onset of symptoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Over the last 100 years, rabies in the United States has changed dramatically. More than 90% of all animal cases reported annually to CDC now occur in wildlife; before 1960 the majority were in domestic animals. The principal rabies hosts today are wild carnivores and bats.. The number of rabies-related human deaths in the United States has declined from more than 100 annually at the turn of the century to one or two per year in the 1990's. Modern day prophylaxis has proven nearly 100% successful. In the United States, human fatalities associated with rabies occur in people who fail to seek medical assistance, usually because they were unaware of their exposure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you love your pets make sure they are vaccinated agains rabies.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt; Thanks to CDC for the information about rabies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cdc.gov/rabies/?s_cid=worldrabiesday2009_004" title="I stay rabies free. I avoid wildlife."&gt;&lt;img alt="I stay rabies free. I avoid wildlife." src="http://www.cdc.gov/images/campaigns/worldrabiesday/wildlife_180x150.jpg" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; height: 150px; width: 180px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-1068322747842361797?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1068322747842361797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1068322747842361797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1068322747842361797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1068322747842361797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-love-our-animals.html' title='We Love Our Animals'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sr-0O12VjyI/AAAAAAAAADw/QEf1iZxIGl8/s72-c/Rabies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8327664306306189104</id><published>2009-09-25T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T06:30:00.164-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Old Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Or old, new car. Hell, I dunno. But what I do know is that I have another car in front of my house and I&amp;nbsp;think that I own it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Well here is the whole story... One of my friends at work recently fell on some hard times... When he needed someone to keep his beloved dog because of a nasty divorce - we took in the dog (for over a year) and when he needed a car, during this time I loaned him one of mine. So when he was having some major issues with his car - I loaned him one of mine again. That was 2 years ago!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I am a SUV kinda gal now and usually drive a Jeep. But I also have a 1998 Pontiac Grand AM that I bought new. It's now paid for and in excellent condition, so I keep it around - just in case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;My&amp;nbsp;friend&amp;nbsp;and his wife only have 2 cars.&amp;nbsp; His was having some major problems. So when he came to me and asked if he could borrow my car, I didn't hesitate to help out.&amp;nbsp; He was looking for another car.&amp;nbsp; He told me once he found a car and had it checked out I'd get mine back. He did find a car - but ya'd just have to know this guy... He wanted to have his "new" car checked out, drive it a while, make sure it was OK.&amp;nbsp; That process took a good six months.&amp;nbsp; THEN, my car blew a head gasket - not a good thing to have happen to a car!!&amp;nbsp; My friend has a friend that is a decent mechanic so he talked to him about fixing the car.&amp;nbsp; Problem was by then the weather ws getting cold and the mechanic can't do a lot in the cold weather because his garage isn't heated.&amp;nbsp; Early spring comes - still no car.&amp;nbsp; Now the mechanic is in Florida, because over the winter he go laid off from his real job, he can't work in his own garage because it is too cold.&amp;nbsp; So finally in July the weather must have warmed up enough, the mechanic came home and my car was towed to the mechanic.&amp;nbsp; The mechanic only works nights and weekends because he does have a real job (which he'd been called back to). Along the way I got progress reports and just knew I'd get my car back soon.&amp;nbsp; Finally about 3 weeks ago - I got news that my car was done and back in my friend's possession. But now he wanted to clean it up before he returned it.&amp;nbsp; So this past Friday night was the night!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was sooooo excited - now we'd finally have a spare car.&amp;nbsp; My friend returned my car and I must say I think it came back in&amp;nbsp; better condition than it left.&amp;nbsp; He replaced the head gasket, the serpentine belt, the battery, a tire, a sensor of some sort, replaced the transmission fluid, all of the coolant, windshield washer fluid, vacuumed it, cleaned out the trash, gathered up all the change I had spilled all over AND washed it!!!!! Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Wonder if he wants to borrow my Jeep for a while?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-8327664306306189104?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8327664306306189104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8327664306306189104' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8327664306306189104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8327664306306189104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-old-car_25.html' title='New Old Car'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8036036340599309401</id><published>2009-09-24T06:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T06:30:00.510-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><title type='text'>Button, button</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Earlier this week I did a post on my infatuation with craft supplies, in particular jewelry making items (though it doesn't stop there).&amp;nbsp; Anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;My friend Mary Ann likes to show me things that she has made.&amp;nbsp; So on one of our quilting dates she showed me this bracelet she had made.&amp;nbsp; It was gorgeous!! - looked almost like a charm bracelet. She explained that she had made it from some buttons (who knew!), but&amp;nbsp;they were special&amp;nbsp;buttons she had gotten them from her aunt and the aunt&amp;nbsp;had recently passed away. hhhhmmmmmm.....&amp;nbsp;so, it got me thinking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One of my fondest childhood memories was going to my grandma's house.&amp;nbsp; In one of her closets, she had a big glass jar that was full of buttons.&amp;nbsp; Where she acquired all of these buttons I don't know (but trust me - I inherited the hoarding gene somewhere) - many of them she cut off clothes that had long since worn out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That jar was a source of fascination for me.&amp;nbsp; I often asked her to get the jar out of the closet so I could play with the buttons.&amp;nbsp; I would dump the entire jar out and sit on the floor and play for hours with these buttons.&amp;nbsp; It'd try to match them up and find as many of one kind as I could, I'd even make up games with them.&amp;nbsp; I'd pick out the pretty ones and just spend time looking at them.&amp;nbsp; I'd run my fingers through them just to feel them. There were plain ones, sparkly ones, even ones that looked like flowers.&amp;nbsp;For some odd reason I loved those buttons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;When my grandma passed away in 2000, I asked my grandpa if I could have the jar of buttons.&amp;nbsp; I brought that jar home and have used it as a door stop for the past 9 years.&amp;nbsp; But it has always been out where it could be seen.&amp;nbsp; Right now it is proudly displayed in my craft room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbChJ50nxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K1NUInyT0KE/s1600/P9200248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbChJ50nxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K1NUInyT0KE/s320/P9200248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, that very night&amp;nbsp;after I saw Mary Ann's bracelet, I hauled out that big ole jar and I started going through the buttons, finding ones that I could use to make my own bracelet.&amp;nbsp; OK, so I'm a copycat - and pround of it!!&amp;nbsp; It took about 30 buttons in all, but I now have a button bracelet of my very own:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbDaLnquMI/AAAAAAAAADA/d9NGFqrQu3s/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbDaLnquMI/AAAAAAAAADA/d9NGFqrQu3s/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I really love this bracelet - I wear it frequently.&amp;nbsp;All of the buttons I used in the bracelet came out of that jar. So all of the buttons are antiques - well I played with them over 40 years ago and I know that may of them are older than that.&amp;nbsp; But everytime I wear the bracelet I think of all the fun I had playing with them at my grandma's house and I just think of her in general.&amp;nbsp; I am sure she would love it knowing what I did with some of those beautiful buttons.&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/5832811776681813115-8036036340599309401?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8036036340599309401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8036036340599309401' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8036036340599309401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8036036340599309401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/button-button.html' title='Button, button'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbChJ50nxI/AAAAAAAAAC4/K1NUInyT0KE/s72-c/P9200248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8340380890171096533</id><published>2009-09-23T06:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T06:30:00.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conference'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marietta'/><title type='text'>Marietta, Ohio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;am in lovely, historic Marrietta, OH for a conference!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbGiC1AxbI/AAAAAAAAADY/as_85phFS-k/s1600-h/MariettaBridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbGiC1AxbI/AAAAAAAAADY/as_85phFS-k/s320/MariettaBridge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For the past 20 some years I have been on the planning committee for my professional organization's fall conference.&amp;nbsp; This week it's time for the confernce again.&amp;nbsp; Woo Hoo!!&amp;nbsp; I actually look forward to it every year. In all the years I have been doing what I do it has never stopped being fun.&amp;nbsp; This meeting is the same way.&amp;nbsp; We put a lot of work into the conference.&amp;nbsp; But it's like old home week too.&amp;nbsp; We get to see friends we haven't seen in a while, hear good speakers, and enhance our professional growth. Oh yeah and when the day is over there are the hospitality rooms to enjoy (all I can say is Thank God I don't have to present anything)!&amp;nbsp; I am looking forward to spending sometime in historic Marietta.&amp;nbsp; Southeast Ohio is beautiful in the fall.&amp;nbsp; Tonight we get to have our dinner aboard the Valley Gem Sternwheeler as we cruise the Ohio River.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping that the weather co-operates and that it will be nice.&amp;nbsp; After dinner, I hope to just relax after a long day of conferencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrgHha2CfeI/AAAAAAAAADo/0TdaAiI79tU/s1600-h/ValleyGem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrgHha2CfeI/AAAAAAAAADo/0TdaAiI79tU/s400/ValleyGem.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5832811776681813115-8340380890171096533?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8340380890171096533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8340380890171096533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8340380890171096533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8340380890171096533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/marietta-ohio.html' title='Marietta, Ohio'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbGiC1AxbI/AAAAAAAAADY/as_85phFS-k/s72-c/MariettaBridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1724746247856484215</id><published>2009-09-22T06:30:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T06:30:00.525-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><title type='text'>It's Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrgGBQlaLQI/AAAAAAAAADg/s63TsXWzgWg/s1600-h/autumn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrgGBQlaLQI/AAAAAAAAADg/s63TsXWzgWg/s320/autumn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today is the first day of Fall!!&amp;nbsp; My very favorite season.&amp;nbsp; I am lucky enough to live in Ohio, where we see the dramatic changes in the seasons.&amp;nbsp; The changes have already started.&amp;nbsp; Kids are standing on the corners and the big yellow school buses are out in force.&amp;nbsp; Soon the leaves on the trees will be changing to the vibrant orange, red, gold and brown colors.&amp;nbsp; The morning air will have that fresh, crispness to it and evenings will once again have that familiar nip. For that transition period we can shut off the AC and open the windows and air out the house before winter sets in.&amp;nbsp; My cats love the open windows.&amp;nbsp; I am off to Marietta, OH today to attend a conference for the next couple days.&amp;nbsp; Marietta is beautiful anyway, but southeastern Ohio in the fall is spectacular.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited!!&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/5832811776681813115-1724746247856484215?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1724746247856484215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1724746247856484215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1724746247856484215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1724746247856484215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-fall.html' title='It&apos;s Fall!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrgGBQlaLQI/AAAAAAAAADg/s63TsXWzgWg/s72-c/autumn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-253006572074984346</id><published>2009-09-21T06:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:31:38.159-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoarding'/><title type='text'>The first step is admitting it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello!&amp;nbsp; My name is LeeAnn and I am a hoarder. (OK whew! Got that off my chest)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If my background doesn't give it away, my profile certainly does.&amp;nbsp; I am a creative type person and I love crafts.&amp;nbsp; I love to shop and I spend my money on clothes (a topic for another day) and my craft habit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I owe my creativity to being an only child.&amp;nbsp; Since I didn't have brothers and sisters to &lt;strike&gt;harass &lt;/strike&gt;play with when I was younger I had to learn to entertain myself when my friends weren't available.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I learned to sew, draw, paint and do a myriad of other things.&amp;nbsp; I was always spending my allowance on fabric and drawing books whenever I had the chance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;One of my BFFs and I get together periodically to quilt.&amp;nbsp; She knows how I am about crafts.&amp;nbsp; So she's always showing off these necklaces and earrings she has been making.&amp;nbsp; Then she made me a cute bracelet for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; She knows how I am about jewelry too (dangit Mary Ann!!)&amp;nbsp; So, she tells me how easy the things she had made were and that I should get into it - I would enjoy jewelry making.&amp;nbsp;What she didn't know is how&amp;nbsp;obsessive I really am (though the 5 bags of fat quarters should have clued her in).&amp;nbsp; To make matters worse my VBFF also was starting some jewelry projects (but hse is always much more motivated than I am and actually finishes stuff).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Well I love crafts and I REALLY love jewelry.&amp;nbsp; So it seemed like a natural progression.&amp;nbsp;I decided to dive into jewelry making. But in my obsessive little mind I think that I have to have everything that I might ever&amp;nbsp;need and have it on hand - just in case I have a brain storm and want to make something in particular.&amp;nbsp; I can just go to&amp;nbsp;my supplies and find everything I need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So every chance I get I buy beads, findings and other jewelry supplies.&amp;nbsp; I go on vacation, I seek out the bead stores and buy beads.&amp;nbsp; Everytime I make a trip to JoAnn Fabrics for something I have to look at the beads and buy beads.&amp;nbsp;To make it easier to deal with all these beads I have been trying to organize this stuff, because in order to make things, you have to know what you have and where to find it.&amp;nbsp; After all summer of organizing and drafting my VBFF to help organize when she was visiting&amp;nbsp;(Susan I know you are out there - THANKS!!) I STILL don't have these damn beads organized and put away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So I threw them all in a pile the other day, just to see what it looked like.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mt. Bling!!! This is what it looks like.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbEQ-rKABI/AAAAAAAAADI/Cui17eVRRFY/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbEQ-rKABI/AAAAAAAAADI/Cui17eVRRFY/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I would hate to think how much $$$ is in that pile!&amp;nbsp; Not to mention all the really lovely pieces I would have if I actualy did something with this stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;In the 3ish years that I have been buying jewelry supplies here is what I have actually made:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbEmev0UII/AAAAAAAAADQ/wSCKhCcFquE/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbEmev0UII/AAAAAAAAADQ/wSCKhCcFquE/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;So, I have come to the conclusion that I am a hoarder - I like to buy&amp;nbsp;beads and collect them - but I don't actually do much with them.&amp;nbsp;They sure are pretty though!&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/5832811776681813115-253006572074984346?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/253006572074984346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=253006572074984346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/253006572074984346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/253006572074984346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-step-is-admitting-it.html' title='The first step is admitting it...'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/SrbEQ-rKABI/AAAAAAAAADI/Cui17eVRRFY/s72-c/Downloaded+9-14-09+232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-1680328558181152610</id><published>2009-09-19T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T06:30:00.230-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yard Sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>Weekend Yard Sales</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Why do we have such an affinity for other peoples junk???????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;OK, maybe it's just me!&amp;nbsp; I love yard sales, flea markets, tag sales, thrift stores, and "antique stores".&amp;nbsp; Anywhere&amp;nbsp;you might find someone else's used junk for sale - I am so there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Our routine most weekends, is to get up on Saturday morning, go to Waffle House for breakfast and then begin to seek out yard sales.&amp;nbsp; Nothing better than doling out hard earned money for something someone else was getting rid of.&amp;nbsp; We do get some items that are just too good (and are cheap) to resell on eBay.&amp;nbsp; Hey - if the original owner is too lazy or too dumb to utilize eBay - I'm certainly not too proud to invest a little time and effort (it pays for those trips to Waffle House and then some).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Admittedly I do keep my fair share of stuff. Never mind that we moved last year and I&amp;nbsp;donated at least 5 truckloads of &lt;strike&gt;shit &lt;/strike&gt;miscellaneous to the Kidney Foundation.&amp;nbsp; I got rid of all that stuff - now I need some new!!&amp;nbsp; And who can pass up a bargin???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;A few weeks ago we went to a yard sale where they had clothes - lots of yard sales have clothes, you say - yeah but these were nice plus-sized clothes (and sometimes they are hard to find).&amp;nbsp; I ran over to the&amp;nbsp;line where the textile treasures were hanging, I was almost giddy, and sorted through them and&amp;nbsp; began yanking items off the hangers as if I had won a shopping spree at Saks.&amp;nbsp; I wound up with 4 tops and a pair of pants.&amp;nbsp; As I carried my trophies away - I kept muttering about the good deal.&amp;nbsp; And everytime I wear one of the items I can't resist telling whoever will listen - I got this at a yard sale - I paid $0.50 for it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Now, sometimes we don't do so good.&amp;nbsp; Last Saturday we hunted around at some yard sales and came up empty handed.&amp;nbsp; We had all but given up and went to run the other errands that we had to do.&amp;nbsp; We were on our way home, late in the afternoon, and we spotted a church that had table set up outside - Yes there is a God!! and He brought us to a sale at one of His houses.&amp;nbsp; We shopped like that was the last sale of the season.&amp;nbsp; Here is a picture of our bounty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7iNSLisHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OJV4JJjLigY/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7iNSLisHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OJV4JJjLigY/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;It is September and soon it will be too cold for yard sales.&amp;nbsp; But we have our contingency plan in place:&amp;nbsp; We hit the Thrift Store circuit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-1680328558181152610?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/1680328558181152610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=1680328558181152610' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1680328558181152610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/1680328558181152610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-yard-sales.html' title='Weekend Yard Sales'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7iNSLisHI/AAAAAAAAABQ/OJV4JJjLigY/s72-c/Downloaded+9-14-09+231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-4138251307497587820</id><published>2009-09-18T06:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T06:30:00.354-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handwashing'/><title type='text'>This Registers High on the ICK! Scale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;***If you don't like the mention of bodily functions you might want to close your eyes today.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7sLXC7ifI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qa0mM4TVDos/s1600-h/HandWashing_390px.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7sLXC7ifI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qa0mM4TVDos/s320/HandWashing_390px.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have worked my entire life in public health - no I'm not a doctor or nurse.&amp;nbsp; But before that, I learned at a very young age about the importance of handwashing.&amp;nbsp; Handwashing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is one of the single best things you can do for yourself to protect against germs.&amp;nbsp; This fall, as the Swine Flu (oops I mean H1N1) reappears with a vengence, you will be reminded over and over again about the importance of, among other things, simple handwashing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But my attention, via another board I read,&amp;nbsp;was brought to the fact that there are people who don't wash their hands.&amp;nbsp; But, whats worse is&amp;nbsp; that some of those people actually&amp;nbsp;FAKE it!!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(OK - There are certain things that just invite faking - but handwashing??) EEEeeeeewwwwww!&amp;nbsp; Is it really worth faking?&amp;nbsp; It only takes a minute and isn't all that difficult.&amp;nbsp; There is at least one website dedicated to those who partake in "Fake Handwashing".&amp;nbsp; There may be more but after reading the posts at this one site, my 50 year old heart just couldn't take anymore and I didn't look&amp;nbsp;any further.&amp;nbsp; (If you're interested in seeing it I can send you the link - I do't want to post it here because I really don't want to promote it in anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By reading the posts, it sounds like teenagers who think it is funny.&amp;nbsp; Apparantly there is some sort of sport to it - they&amp;nbsp;go to the bathroom and then leave without washing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They brag about going through the motions by&amp;nbsp;running water and rumpling up towels to make others think they have washed.&amp;nbsp; OMG!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I get the whole "pee is supposedly sterile" thing but there is other stuff down there that isn't and no matter how clean you are or how careful you are - there is a potential for contamination.&amp;nbsp; And I get that your hands get dried out in the wintertime - that's what hand cream is for! What bothers me is that they aren't just putting thierselves at risk - but those around them because other people may touch the same surfaces (like the bathroom door handle).&amp;nbsp; I have never been one&amp;nbsp;to be particularly bothered&amp;nbsp;about what a person chooses to do to themselves - but when it affects other people - then I mind (thus the public health regulator in me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Over the years I have constantly been amazed at the lengths people will go to get out of doing certain things things.&amp;nbsp; But this one takes the proverbial prize!!&amp;nbsp; I just had to rant about that somewhere and get it off my chest - I feel better now!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for listening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5832811776681813115-4138251307497587820?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/4138251307497587820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=4138251307497587820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4138251307497587820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/4138251307497587820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-registers-high-on-ick-scale.html' title='This Registers High on the ICK! Scale'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7sLXC7ifI/AAAAAAAAACQ/qa0mM4TVDos/s72-c/HandWashing_390px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-7784719853583273878</id><published>2009-09-17T06:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T06:30:00.396-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bath'/><title type='text'>Meet the Kitties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Something you will learn quickly about me is that I &lt;strike&gt;really like&lt;/strike&gt; love cats!&amp;nbsp; Real cats, pictures of cats, figurines of cats, basically all things feline.&amp;nbsp; We are fortunate (to hear them tell it) enough to&amp;nbsp;live here&amp;nbsp;with 3 of the little furry critters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;We have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7k1FIxlXI/AAAAAAAAABY/XAE3NpFzhAs/s1600-h/P9050019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7k1FIxlXI/AAAAAAAAABY/XAE3NpFzhAs/s320/P9050019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;AJ - He is a sweet 11 year old tabby. His mom was a persian, so he has semi-long hair.&amp;nbsp; He is every bit a cat, but is the only cat I have ever owned who truly acts like it loves me.&amp;nbsp; He follows me around and he sleeps by my pillow every night.&amp;nbsp; He is always willing to assist with whatever I am doing.&amp;nbsp; As a matter of fact he is the Chief Supervisor on this Blog project!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7pF5YNiqI/AAAAAAAAACI/MviPnn6qNZI/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7pF5YNiqI/AAAAAAAAACI/MviPnn6qNZI/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+199.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Barney - Originally, his name was Bad-ass Barney when he was a kitten because he seemed fearless.&amp;nbsp; But his name morphed into Barney Boo because he is scared of &lt;em&gt;everthing.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Only thing we can figure is that is he so gorgeous that he is afraid someone will catnap him so he is just a big coward about everything.&amp;nbsp; Barney&amp;nbsp;is a full-bred silver chinchilla persian and has beautiful, long silky fur.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7nFg8qngI/AAAAAAAAABo/A_DohQIbgUg/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+023.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7nFg8qngI/AAAAAAAAABo/A_DohQIbgUg/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Harley -&amp;nbsp;He is a big orange tabby and though he is the youngest of the bunch he pretty much bullies the others around.&amp;nbsp; He is the typical alley cat! He was rescued&amp;nbsp;from an alley behind the local Post Office when he was about 5 weeks old.&amp;nbsp;Though he would not want&amp;nbsp;the cat union to know about it - he acts like he is truly greatful to have been given a home and taken in from the alley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I had a really long weekend over Labor Day, taking extra time off work to do some things I that I wanted to do.&amp;nbsp; One of those chores was&amp;nbsp;giving all 3 of the cats a bath.&amp;nbsp; Yes! Cats do need an occasional bath - they smell like cat food and their fur gets all separated looking.&amp;nbsp; So they went from what you see above to this:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7otziiILI/AAAAAAAAACA/ON_gL_wdDiU/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7otziiILI/AAAAAAAAACA/ON_gL_wdDiU/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+227.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7oWlE20NI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Neh6N_SFczM/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7oWlE20NI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Neh6N_SFczM/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+226.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7n_rAPqkI/AAAAAAAAABw/UltslACv-gg/s1600-h/Downloaded+9-14-09+225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7n_rAPqkI/AAAAAAAAABw/UltslACv-gg/s320/Downloaded+9-14-09+225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Harley - after he came out of hiding - he yelled - nnnnnnnnooooooooooooo! through the whole bath procedure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;And YES - that thing that makes its way around the internet about giving a cat a bath is all true!!!&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/5832811776681813115-7784719853583273878?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/7784719853583273878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=7784719853583273878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7784719853583273878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/7784719853583273878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/meet-kitties.html' title='Meet the Kitties!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7k1FIxlXI/AAAAAAAAABY/XAE3NpFzhAs/s72-c/P9050019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5832811776681813115.post-8312673247205546026</id><published>2009-09-16T06:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T06:30:00.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Hi!!&amp;nbsp; ::tap:: ::tap::: ::tap::&amp;nbsp; Is this thing on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Today is my 50th birthday.&amp;nbsp; That in itself is an amazing accomplishment.&amp;nbsp; I look back on my life and wonder how I managed to make it this far. After all I grew up in a time when cars didn't have seat belts, we didn't wear bike helmets, and ritalin wasn't&amp;nbsp;readily prescribed.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm thinkin' it's been&amp;nbsp;by a sheer&amp;nbsp;miracle!&amp;nbsp; But the truth of it is probably because I had a wonderful mother and grandparents who helped&amp;nbsp;point me in the right direction.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have fantastic friends who have seen me through the good, the bad and the ugly (and not necessarily in that order).&amp;nbsp; I share&amp;nbsp;life with a guy I absolutely adore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I have a career that has never stopped being fun for me (even after 27 years).&amp;nbsp; So maybe it is luck and I am one of the luckiest people on the planet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But seriously, 50??&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;That's a half century!!!!&amp;nbsp; My mortgage will probably outlast me.&amp;nbsp; And, oh yeah, I got the AARP membership app in the mail last week - very funny.&amp;nbsp;Ugh!!!&amp;nbsp; Someone recently told me that 50 is the new 30.&amp;nbsp; hhhmmm&amp;nbsp; that has some appeal.&amp;nbsp; I always considered my 30s to be the best because by then I knew who I was, what I wanted, i was responsible and grounded.&amp;nbsp;So if I could just maintain that it won't be so bad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I also keep hearing that it's certainly better than the alterrnative.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since there is only one alternative that I know of - that's probably right.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Afterall, it could be worse - I could be a teenager again!&amp;nbsp;Therefore, I won't cry, I won't whine, I won't go back to bed and refuse to get up.&amp;nbsp; But I do, however, refuse to just embrace it without a fight.&amp;nbsp; I will hide the gray hair (I forget what color my hair is supposed to be anyway), I will fight the wrinkles,&amp;nbsp;and I will buy only cute reading glasses. &amp;nbsp;I will face this 50 thing with as much courage and grace&amp;nbsp;as I can muster.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;If all else fails there is comfort in knowing that Geritol has a high alcohol content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7glThci1I/AAAAAAAAABI/jZ9vAo5Q9so/s1600-h/P8280202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7glThci1I/AAAAAAAAABI/jZ9vAo5Q9so/s320/P8280202.JPG" /&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/5832811776681813115-8312673247205546026?l=makeaquilt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/feeds/8312673247205546026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5832811776681813115&amp;postID=8312673247205546026' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8312673247205546026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5832811776681813115/posts/default/8312673247205546026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeaquilt.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me!!'/><author><name>LeeAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08629600842316348925</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7tlG7xoRI/AAAAAAAAACY/6hq8BxapwbY/S220/HOON.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fiq_t4ey4r4/Sq7glThci1I/AAAAAAAAABI/jZ9vAo5Q9so/s72-c/P8280202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
