<?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-13645514</id><updated>2011-07-28T06:47:10.455-07:00</updated><category term='wish list'/><title type='text'>Judy's Parlor</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is just so daily...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>599</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4804487701240855207</id><published>2010-07-08T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:06:09.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TDYThWpNAPI/AAAAAAAAEek/PDAR1oj08qI/s1600/psych.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491598259359908082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TDYThWpNAPI/AAAAAAAAEek/PDAR1oj08qI/s400/psych.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-4804487701240855207?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4804487701240855207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4804487701240855207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4804487701240855207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4804487701240855207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-more-week.html' title='One more week...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TDYThWpNAPI/AAAAAAAAEek/PDAR1oj08qI/s72-c/psych.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1809654843761918307</id><published>2010-06-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:18:49.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TCI_vKu3zZI/AAAAAAAAEec/8sFwT7Radmw/s1600/silhouette-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486017375658036626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TCI_vKu3zZI/AAAAAAAAEec/8sFwT7Radmw/s400/silhouette-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kind of in love with this cutting machine. The &lt;a href="http://www.cricut.com/Default.aspx?AspxAutoDetectCookieSupport=1"&gt;Cricut &lt;/a&gt;and the other ones all have cartridges and a gazillion accessories that cost more than the machine...but the &lt;a href="http://www.qksilhouette.com/default.aspx"&gt;Silhouette&lt;/a&gt; is pretty much a plug'n'cut machine -with great software to allow you to get even more creative with shapes and designs. It'll cut everything, too - except fondant. But why would I want to cut &lt;a href="http://www.aspoonfulofsugar.net/wp/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/bertie_draped_fondant.jpg"&gt;fondant&lt;/a&gt;? I want to have cool shapes of paper and vinyl and iron-on transfers that look professional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1809654843761918307?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1809654843761918307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1809654843761918307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1809654843761918307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1809654843761918307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-kind-of-in-love-with-this-cutting.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TCI_vKu3zZI/AAAAAAAAEec/8sFwT7Radmw/s72-c/silhouette-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7633704889069138019</id><published>2010-06-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:14:46.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TCFzQr-2O1I/AAAAAAAAEeU/cuEbucS4yQA/s1600/BookSeer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485792551635401554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TCFzQr-2O1I/AAAAAAAAEeU/cuEbucS4yQA/s400/BookSeer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - often it happens that you'll finish a book - or pile of books - and need suggestions on what to read next. Sometimes I'll just browse &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Amazon &lt;/a&gt;or check out &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Good Reads &lt;/a&gt;for ideas - but no more. I'll be using &lt;a href="http://bookseer.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Book Seer &lt;/a&gt;. You just enter what you finished reading and it'll make suggestions for you. Now - obviously if you didn't like the book you just read - you should choose a book you liked and go from there. But it's fun. And I like the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;timey&lt;/span&gt; guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7633704889069138019?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7633704889069138019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7633704889069138019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7633704889069138019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7633704889069138019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/clever.html' title='Clever...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TCFzQr-2O1I/AAAAAAAAEeU/cuEbucS4yQA/s72-c/BookSeer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1325905924286114472</id><published>2010-06-19T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T18:36:10.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps?</title><content type='html'>I spend a lot of time on the interwebs looking at pictures and collecting ideas.  All kinds of ideas - for parties, for food, for games to play, for crafts to make.  I saw &lt;a href="http://www.rufflesandstuff.com/2010/03/handkerchief-rosette-how-to.html" target="_blank"&gt; this one &lt;/a&gt; and for sure want to make some.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TB1vArHU9cI/AAAAAAAAEeM/Io9sWKJXO7s/s1600/g4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TB1vArHU9cI/AAAAAAAAEeM/Io9sWKJXO7s/s400/g4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484661978571273666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are handkerchiefs, cut up and gathered to make it super cute.  I just wonder if my mom would send me handkerchiefs from the collection she has.  Because, for reals - she's got a gazillion - and these would be so cute in hair and pinned to stuff.   Just sayin'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1325905924286114472?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1325905924286114472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1325905924286114472' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1325905924286114472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1325905924286114472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/perhaps.html' title='Perhaps?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TB1vArHU9cI/AAAAAAAAEeM/Io9sWKJXO7s/s72-c/g4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-854509650308890120</id><published>2010-06-14T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T08:47:00.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejection...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's hard to tell people that you don't want them around anymore.  And sometimes it's not.  But - either way - a fun way to tell people that you'd be better off without them.  And here's a handy way to send your message: &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/crown/features/other-peoples-rejection-letters/" target="_blank"&gt; Reject-o-Matic &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and enjoy...but if I get one from you - so help me....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWR0hWmHqI/AAAAAAAAEds/XfK8057WxHs/s1600/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWR0hWmHqI/AAAAAAAAEds/XfK8057WxHs/s400/Picture%2B2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482448452885814946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-854509650308890120?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/854509650308890120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=854509650308890120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/854509650308890120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/854509650308890120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/rejection.html' title='Rejection...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWR0hWmHqI/AAAAAAAAEds/XfK8057WxHs/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1888483092308118226</id><published>2010-06-14T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T08:06:00.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not throwing stones...</title><content type='html'>Now - I happily admit that I will go to the Googles with any question for which I don't already have the answer...this includes researching The Head of the Class episode listings. But whoever did this has WAY too much time on their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made My Little Ponies into movie characters . For reals, yo. For your viewing pleasure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxjsgUjI/AAAAAAAAEeE/nzVGra7HYGI/s1600/001dy93x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxjsgUjI/AAAAAAAAEeE/nzVGra7HYGI/s400/001dy93x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463795137761842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxRi_oZI/AAAAAAAAEd8/DOwk_ZNOQZA/s1600/001de35b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxRi_oZI/AAAAAAAAEd8/DOwk_ZNOQZA/s400/001de35b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463790266032530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxGvbmPI/AAAAAAAAEd0/95UX89zWSt4/s1600/001dst6c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxGvbmPI/AAAAAAAAEd0/95UX89zWSt4/s400/001dst6c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482463787365406962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to click the link to enjoy more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1888483092308118226?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1888483092308118226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1888483092308118226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1888483092308118226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1888483092308118226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-throwing-stones.html' title='Not throwing stones...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBWfxjsgUjI/AAAAAAAAEeE/nzVGra7HYGI/s72-c/001dy93x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2566130570120693628</id><published>2010-06-13T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T14:37:49.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punches...</title><content type='html'>So - you know how you'll say, "Oh - I want one of those..." and pine over something for a really long time?  Could be anything from clothes to technology to a trip.  But usually it's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frivolous&lt;/span&gt; enough that you realize that you could probably better spend your money on something a little more practical.  But then - one day that item crosses the line between want and need - and you finally justify the purchase.  This happened to me yesterday.  And in all my nerdy glory I present what I've been waiting to buy:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBVO42QBKXI/AAAAAAAAEdk/20ILrfZ81LI/s1600/LVSJCP.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBVO42QBKXI/AAAAAAAAEdk/20ILrfZ81LI/s400/LVSJCP.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482374859935787378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes - I bought a paper punch.  Actually, I bought three.  A 2" circle, a 2.5" circle, and a 2.5" scalloped edge circle.  Labels and tags are going to be so easy.  Not that they were particularly hard before - but I'm just saying - these will be much more polished.  And fancy.  Okay...and yes I can't wait until they arrive in the mail.  I am also fully aware of what a nerd I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-2566130570120693628?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2566130570120693628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2566130570120693628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2566130570120693628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2566130570120693628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/punches.html' title='Punches...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBVO42QBKXI/AAAAAAAAEdk/20ILrfZ81LI/s72-c/LVSJCP.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4349243541926708665</id><published>2010-06-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:08:00.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a trend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you have any tattoos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No - I don't.  I haven't found an image or message that I've liked SO MUCH that I wanted it on my body - forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sarcastic? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What movie has had the most profound effect on you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I'm drawing a blank - the movie that makes me cry every time is the first Harry Potter film.  At the end, when Neville is given 10 points for standing up to his friends...it still gets me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever walked into a wall or a sliding glass door? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I walk into walls a lot.  I RAN into a screen door.  You never live that kind of thing down&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite number? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Five&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your hair curly? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hair is curly.  Very curly lately as I've been using some new products.  I'm trying not to fight the curls - but people - you always want what you can't have.  I would love to have thick, straight hair.  I've had people hate me because of my hair...within the last 6 weeks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last CD you bought? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who buys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CDs&lt;/span&gt; anymore?  My last download was Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bublee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do looks matter? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, they do.  Even if they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;deceiving&lt;/span&gt;, they still matter. Even if you know that you've done your best with what you've got - you show the world that you will do your best no matter what.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last hand-written letter you received from &amp;amp; have you written back? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The last letter I got was from Elder Garrett serving in the Belgium, Brussels/The Netherlands mission.  I have sent mail to him since then - but I don't think I replied to that letter specifically, yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No - I don't have a TV in my room and that noise would just bug me after a while.  My sounds/music fades out after an hour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have good vision? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have very poor vision.  I've worn glasses since the 1st grade and one day hope to have vision correction surgery.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this room?  There are well more than three people that I actively cannot stand to be around.  Odds are if you're reading this post - you aren't one of them.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often do you talk on the phone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least hourly, if not more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a "touchy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;feely&lt;/span&gt;" type person, or do you only hug or touch those closest to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think I'm overly "touchy-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;feely&lt;/span&gt;" but I have hugged people that I didn't really know.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something you always wanted to tell someone, but didn't/couldn't? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most of the things I haven't/couldn't tell people are things that would not help the situation or help them.  Mostly, I'm full of candor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever fired a gun? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No - I'm not a big fan of guns.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your last picture taken? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At a birthday party at the house.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-4349243541926708665?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4349243541926708665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4349243541926708665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4349243541926708665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4349243541926708665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-trend.html' title='It&apos;s a trend...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1112476332088185632</id><published>2010-06-11T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T09:27:00.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Two...seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More questions - always more questions. You think you know someone...and then ...well...you know them a little better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you rent movies often? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been a proud member of the Netflix community since 2002. I love, love, love Netflix. I even had Netflix when I lived NEXT DOOR to a Blockbuster. I go through phases of watching a movie every night to having a movie for weeks at a time. I am in love with the Watch Instantly feature - which has the ghetto Super Mario Bros. show!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Currently there isn't anything sparkly - but my "Fabulous" accessory is very shiny. If that counts. See:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481192151413049826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBEbOJqiSeI/AAAAAAAAEdc/4V-WnsOCWbc/s400/Fabulous.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yes - that is a "Grandma" mug from Disney World.  Of all the mugs on the wall at the biggest Disney store - I pick up the one that says "Grandma" on the handle.  It was fate.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many countries have you visited? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just England...and the Charles De Gaulle airport - which doesn't count as "visiting" France.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you made a prank phone call? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh man, I lika to maka de pranka phone call. In junior high I was the queen of the prank phone calls. I would never break character and giggle. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a train? If so, what's the longest or farthest train ride you've taken? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despite what my brother says, I do enjoy a train ride. The longest one was from Portland to Boise. And I played cards in the club car with senior citizens while my Mom had a near two year old to wrangle all while having a killer headache.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many different ways have you had eggs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8: Deviled, hard boiled, egg salad, scrambled, fried, over easy, poached, basted, omletted&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a cell phone AND a house phone? Which do you use more? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a phone at the house but I use my cell primarily. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use lip balm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I use Soft Cheeks. And will take this bully pulpit to say how much I HATE Burt's Bees. I really cannot stand the flavor or feeling or smug packaging. Such a smug brand...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you use chop sticks? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not with much success. I have a cute "training guide" that will keep the chop sticks together for me - but are really for like 3 year old Japanese children to learn how to use utensils. But I have very little dignity, so I use it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you'll see before going to bed tonight? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The app on my iPod/alarm clock that plays falling rain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which do you prefer - phone, e-mail or letter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prefer an e-mail. But I do love getting phone calls and letters. But - at work it's hard for some folks to remember to send an e-mail.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever eaten Nutella crepes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAVE I EVER!?! Oh, Judy, I have and they are divine. Although - I can't think of too many things that aren't enhanced by Nutella.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you cried?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May 18, 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last question you asked, and did you get the answer you wanted? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Most questions are posed the Oracle - and usually I do get the answers for which I am looking. But that's more for trivia. Answers from people...I get plenty of answers I don't like or that are unexpected.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of the year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love autumn. Cooler weather, more rainy days - better food options. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1112476332088185632?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1112476332088185632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1112476332088185632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1112476332088185632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1112476332088185632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-twoseriously.html' title='Day Two...seriously'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBEbOJqiSeI/AAAAAAAAEdc/4V-WnsOCWbc/s72-c/Fabulous.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-486039642718901009</id><published>2010-06-10T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T08:52:59.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much new...</title><content type='html'>Friends - summer has arrived and this is the first summer in a while that I've had a normal job - where you work during the summer. I will be headed to Girls Camp at the end of July (for which I am buying myself a bullhorn/megaphone) and hope to not get a sunburn this summer. I also have a goal to post more. Finding things to post about is proving a little more challenging as not too many of you care about calling sub-contractors or how certain co-workers are STILL confused by the computer machine. So - it'll be what it is. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's what it is today: some random questions and their answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the last thing you do to get ready to go somewhere? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I check my purse for the essential items (phone, gum, Soft Cheeks) and then find my keys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any famous (living) people in your family? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So - I'm not related to anyone famous - or infamous - which I guess is good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What’s the closest thing to you that's red? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My pencil cup - see:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481172245420554626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBEJHeEFuYI/AAAAAAAAEcU/pgUYFRzsGtg/s400/Red+Pencil+Cup.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last dream you remember having? Any reality to it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dreamed the other night that I was at Disney World with the Malleys and we were spending our last afternoon there and then packing up and heading home. In the dream we were having a hard time determining who had the tickets, etc. The reality comes in that we really were at Disney World in February. But lost tickets?! Don't let's be silly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you meet anybody new today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far, I have not. I thought I had - but turns out I'd met that guy before. Good thing I didn't say anything to give away the fact that I didn't remember him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the strangest craving you've ever had? Did you fulfill it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't usually crave "strange" things - or things I've never eaten. My strongest craving was for steak fries. And I don't think I fulfilled it that day. But I've had steak fries since, so I guess I'll say yes. And now I just want steak fries.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does watermelon make you think of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watermelon makes me think of several things. First, it makes me think of my luau birthday parties - where my folks made fruit bowls out of them. Second, is that it is NOT a dessert item, no matter what the folks at Camp Namanu try to tell us. It's a great summer treat anytime - but please don't try and tell me that THAT'S dessert.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you emotional? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh yes - highly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your preferred mode of transportation? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I prefer to be a driver of a car. I do love to fly. If I just need to get to a place that's a long distance away - I'll fly. But if the road trip is just as much about the stops along the way - then I do enjoy a good road trip. I have this fantasy of owning a Vespa, though.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bite the ice cream. Usually it's melting so licking is also required, but I'm for sure EATING that ice cream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any gray hairs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, yes. Some lucky people get to play "Pluck Miss Five's gray hairs!" and they know who they are. I dyed my hair once this year and it lasted for several months. I'm due.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the person you are today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't think I do. I'm on edge today - and my brain seems disconnected from my body and location. I'm certainly not the kindest version of myself - which is not good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go out to eat with someone who committed a violent crime? (murder, for example)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'd need to know the history and what happened but, generally, no. Also - did a murderer invite me to dinner or are we just having to share a table? This question reminds me of Ken Craig's story about the lady who said, "Let's say I stabbed a guy..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last song you heard that you knew all the lyrics to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't Stop Belivin' - Journey. On the drive into work. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Were your parents strict? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, they really weren't. There were rules and expectations and you knew that Mom would smack the ever-living-Hell out of you if you were a smart mouth (which I was) but the rules were not crazy or weird or unfair in any way. Except the rules about laundry - which I will never understand.  We never had a curfew - you just had to be on time and ready for whatever you needed to be doing the next day.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go sky diving? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No way, Jose! I just want to say that I have adrenalin rushes regularly enough - I don't need to fall out of a plane to have that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your favorite word and why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, I have to go with turd. It's funny to say, it's funny to read. It doesn't come up often so - it's also great because it's no overused. Turd burger? FUNNY.&lt;/em&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/13645514-486039642718901009?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/486039642718901009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=486039642718901009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/486039642718901009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/486039642718901009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-much-new.html' title='Not much new...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/TBEJHeEFuYI/AAAAAAAAEcU/pgUYFRzsGtg/s72-c/Red+Pencil+Cup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7668876955264974055</id><published>2010-04-03T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:52:15.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sew LO Patterns GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>I know I keep saying I'm on my way back...but I'm pondering what would happen if I won the &lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/04/sew-lo-patterns-guest-giveaway.html"&gt;Sew LO Patterns GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just make you one.  Might.  YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7668876955264974055?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2010/04/sew-lo-patterns-guest-giveaway.html' title='Sew LO Patterns GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7668876955264974055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7668876955264974055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7668876955264974055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7668876955264974055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/04/sew-lo-patterns-guest-giveaway.html' title='Sew LO Patterns GUEST GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2746257303074320517</id><published>2010-03-04T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T07:48:20.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back...</title><content type='html'>It's been far too long since real thoughts and ideas have been on this blog.  I have pictures and stories to share - but really - it'll take a bit to get back in the swing of things.  For today - I have a list of things I'm thinking about...and what I could really use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/tkarl/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/tkarl/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;A bowl of...Fruity Pebbles&lt;br /&gt;A plate of...finger sandwiches&lt;br /&gt;A stack of...new pretty papers&lt;br /&gt;A room full of...good books and comfy chairs&lt;br /&gt;A box of...Ding Dongs (Hostess style)&lt;br /&gt;Tickets to...a funny show&lt;br /&gt;A copy of...Ponyo&lt;br /&gt;A set of...paper punches&lt;br /&gt;A book of...inspiring ideas&lt;br /&gt;A day to...watch movies to prepare for the Oscars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to recreate this list on your blog/facebook page/journal.  I'd love to read what you're needing today...&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/13645514-2746257303074320517?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2746257303074320517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2746257303074320517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2746257303074320517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2746257303074320517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/03/coming-back.html' title='Coming back...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-9038372571693105497</id><published>2010-01-26T16:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:32:20.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/EBQr6GxPWZUGnzVrIjqqtg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/EBQr6GxPWZUGnzVrIjqqtg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&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/13645514-9038372571693105497?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/9038372571693105497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=9038372571693105497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/9038372571693105497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/9038372571693105497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4237795176035676882</id><published>2009-12-22T09:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:02:08.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not too late...</title><content type='html'>So - 2009 has not been the best year for my blog...and currently I have so many other details to finalize for Christmas...BUT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SzEJei69C0I/AAAAAAAAEcE/D084-tUNjoI/s1600-h/preview.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SzEJei69C0I/AAAAAAAAEcE/D084-tUNjoI/s400/preview.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418122247078218562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just wanted you to know about &lt;a href="http://www.paperlesspost.com/invite/chaneltaylor" target="_blank"&gt; Paperless Post &lt;/a&gt;.  It's the coolest e-card/e-vite site.  They have great templates and lots of personalizing options.  You can also track who's opened their card or invitation and the recipients can reply to you!  Beautiful and classy and easy.  These computer things sure are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - go check out their site and sign-up and send out those Christmas cards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-4237795176035676882?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4237795176035676882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4237795176035676882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4237795176035676882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4237795176035676882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-not-too-late.html' title='It&apos;s not too late...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SzEJei69C0I/AAAAAAAAEcE/D084-tUNjoI/s72-c/preview.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4200315452995124689</id><published>2009-11-28T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:18:33.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today was the ward Simple Saturday.  Since it was my first one - I went with Simple instead of Super...just to figure it all out and see if people were really interested or if they were just making a big fuss because a tradition might go by the wayside.  We hosted the event here at the house, and had about 15 people here.  It was just the right size group for the house and meant that we didn't have to haul everything to the church.  Here's a few pictures from the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGeyU4yE8I/AAAAAAAAEbY/Km7gnvjbI3k/s1600/IMG_5387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGeyU4yE8I/AAAAAAAAEbY/Km7gnvjbI3k/s400/IMG_5387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409279214886196162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, the house was decorated for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGew_Jfh8I/AAAAAAAAEa4/aMtGziPVmOM/s1600/IMG_5382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGew_Jfh8I/AAAAAAAAEa4/aMtGziPVmOM/s400/IMG_5382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409279191870834626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The ribbon tree project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGexA6gjkI/AAAAAAAAEbA/9TMboJ13byo/s1600/IMG_5383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGexA6gjkI/AAAAAAAAEbA/9TMboJ13byo/s400/IMG_5383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409279192344858178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Each kit was individually packaged and labeled.  Thanks to Trixie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lamour&lt;/span&gt; for the small baggies - they were perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGeyCsujOI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/z-b9nQiror4/s1600/IMG_5386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGeyCsujOI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/z-b9nQiror4/s400/IMG_5386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409279210003795170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the family room was the embroidered napkins project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgR-leLKI/AAAAAAAAEbg/MPXUsaAa1dI/s1600/IMG_5388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgR-leLKI/AAAAAAAAEbg/MPXUsaAa1dI/s400/IMG_5388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409280858167061666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the dining room we had a Christmas star project and in the living room was the gift tags table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgSbRlcJI/AAAAAAAAEbo/rZy4ei9dL0o/s1600/IMG_5389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgSbRlcJI/AAAAAAAAEbo/rZy4ei9dL0o/s400/IMG_5389.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409280865868279954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas star - with label!  You can't really see it - but it looked good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgShKEeYI/AAAAAAAAEbw/CzH-pYhLViE/s1600/IMG_5391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgShKEeYI/AAAAAAAAEbw/CzH-pYhLViE/s400/IMG_5391.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409280867447372162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With people actually working on their projects - it was a lot of fun to sit and visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgTMU4YDI/AAAAAAAAEb4/kzZ8Y4J6iRU/s1600/IMG_5394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGgTMU4YDI/AAAAAAAAEb4/kzZ8Y4J6iRU/s400/IMG_5394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409280879035441202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had wassail and a soup fest: creamy broccoli cheddar, southwest chicken, and a homemade turkey and wild rice that Reyna made.  We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bake'n'served&lt;/span&gt; rolls and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bread sticks&lt;/span&gt; and it was such a fun time.  I'm very pleased with the outcome.  And now - very ready for a nap.&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/13645514-4200315452995124689?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4200315452995124689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4200315452995124689' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4200315452995124689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4200315452995124689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/11/simple-saturday.html' title='Simple Saturday'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SxGeyU4yE8I/AAAAAAAAEbY/Km7gnvjbI3k/s72-c/IMG_5387.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2463638061414985137</id><published>2009-11-16T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:20:31.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Roadshow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below is the roadshow that I helped the youth produce.  The theme was "superheros."  The quality isn't that great as it was recorded on someone's phone - because the official recording didn't get started until after our performance.  Turn up your speakers...and really - it's the dance number at the end that sells it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMjvRytMalI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMjvRytMalI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things to know: 1. The stick says "Kindness"&lt;br /&gt;2. The dark part was a battle scene in slow motion/strobe light awesomeness&lt;br /&gt;3. Reyna choreographed the finale&lt;br /&gt;4. Everyone did their own costumes - and we won BEST COSTUMES.&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/13645514-2463638061414985137?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2463638061414985137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2463638061414985137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2463638061414985137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2463638061414985137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/11/roadshow.html' title='The Roadshow...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1957742921361451006</id><published>2009-11-15T07:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T07:01:55.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for the holidays...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cqz9ZXUoUcE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&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/Cqz9ZXUoUcE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1957742921361451006?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1957742921361451006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1957742921361451006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1957742921361451006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1957742921361451006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-ready-for-holidays.html' title='Getting ready for the holidays...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2901033900640390646</id><published>2009-10-21T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:23:11.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A buck an ear...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I should be sleeping...but I saw &lt;a href="http://austinartgarage.com/gfranciose.html" target="_blank"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt; and had to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/St_P0Kuef2I/AAAAAAAAEaw/xFVcaf-IP4I/s1600-h/Picture%2B2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 365px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/St_P0Kuef2I/AAAAAAAAEaw/xFVcaf-IP4I/s400/Picture%2B2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395259373752581986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a print so bad - but where do you hang such a piece?  Is it bedroom art? Bathroom? Where does one hang such an inspired work of art? Apparently in the &lt;a href="http://austinartgarage.com/gfranciose.html" target="_blank"&gt; Austin Art Garage &lt;/a&gt;.  Also, he is not wearing a hairnet. And look at that forlorn little eye...LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-2901033900640390646?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2901033900640390646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2901033900640390646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2901033900640390646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2901033900640390646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/10/buck-ear.html' title='A buck an ear...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/St_P0Kuef2I/AAAAAAAAEaw/xFVcaf-IP4I/s72-c/Picture%2B2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8378314825419164183</id><published>2009-10-19T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:21:29.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sharing honestly...</title><content type='html'>So - this note floated past on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Facebooks&lt;/span&gt; today - but I'm not really into "tagging" people - so here are my answers...just a random glimpse into Miss Five's world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.What was the last thing you put in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A mint from Sonic that was in my purse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where was your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; profile picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the orchard at the Elegant Farmer in Wisconsin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Can you play Guitar Hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes...on MEDIUM even!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Name someone who made you laugh today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna and Seth made me laugh today. Independent of each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.What time did you go to bed and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I shoot for 10pm because I like lots of sleep. Often it's later though due to reading and hanging out watching shows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't think I would.  I like where I am and what life is doing right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Ever been kissed under fireworks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Which of your friends lives closest to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My friends Reyna and Seth live closest to me...roughly 5 yards away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you believe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ex's&lt;/span&gt; can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It completely depends on why they are an ex.  If it's because you both realized it wasn't going anywhere but no one was hurt, then sure.  Otherwise...no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How do you feel about Dr Pepper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like Dr. Pepper. It makes me think of my Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Siple&lt;/span&gt; - back in the day that was his beverage of choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the last time you cried really hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Really hard? Mid-May. Just hard? End of September.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who took your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; profile picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who was the last person you took a picture of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Malleys&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Coldwaters&lt;/span&gt; in the apple orchard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Was yesterday better than today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No. Not that yesterday was bad - but today is more mellow and involves a massage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Can you live a day without TV?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. I can.  There are shows I love but can totally live if I'm behind in watching them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you upset about anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oddly - no.  Which I do think is weird for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a dumb question - if I'm being honest here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you a bad influence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yes, and one day I DO hope to use my forces for good - but what can you do!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Night out or night in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What items could you not go without during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My computer/iPhone. Soft Cheeks. My glasses/contacts. My watch. My sleep mask. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Woobus&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna - who was having a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What does the last text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hard to sum up in a text."  So I called...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How do you feel about your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel good...pretty, pretty...pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hate? I think there are people I would happily cross a busy intersection to punch - but hate?!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If we were to look in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; inbox, what would we find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some notes that I just haven't deleted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Say you were given a drug test right now, would you pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. I would. You would find prescription &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;...but they're legit...so it's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Has anyone ever called you perfect before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not the actual word, no...I get a lot of "Is there anything you can't do?!" And in my head the long list of what I can't do begins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What song is stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh man, it changes all the time.  At this very moment, "I Know You By Heart" from Beaches. WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Someone knocks on your door at 2:00 a.m., who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A handsome and clever snuggle bunny who just "had to see" me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Wanna have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;grandkids&lt;/span&gt; before you’re 50?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No...because that would be quite tricky with the math...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Name something you have to do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get ready for the first Roadshow rehearsal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you think too much or too little?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too much - and often about very unrelated things...&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/13645514-8378314825419164183?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8378314825419164183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8378314825419164183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8378314825419164183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8378314825419164183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/10/sharing-honestly.html' title='Sharing honestly...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1889220427913494702</id><published>2009-09-28T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:13:09.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was this a REAL thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TdS9ZJ_Wf4k&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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/TdS9ZJ_Wf4k&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1889220427913494702?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1889220427913494702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1889220427913494702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1889220427913494702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1889220427913494702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/was-this-real-thing.html' title='Was this a REAL thing?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2762109699229806469</id><published>2009-09-21T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:25:44.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cynicism is far too easy to be useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-2762109699229806469?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2762109699229806469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2762109699229806469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2762109699229806469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2762109699229806469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/wise.html' title='Wise'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6344485735777845957</id><published>2009-09-21T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T21:21:04.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carmen</title><content type='html'>My paternal grandmother always included a package of festive napkins in every box she ever sent us.  We had napkins for every holiday and plenty of random designs, too.  When they arrived (and I was still a young girl) I thought it was a little weird.  I also thought maybe she just thought we spilled a lot and needed the help.  But now that I've grown up I see what a fun gift they really are.  If ever I have occasion to mail a package, I hope I have some fun and festive napkins to include.  Like these from &lt;a href="http://www.frenchpaper.com/results.asp?image=9150&amp;amp;wwwflag=9&amp;amp;imagepos=1" target="_blank"&gt; French Paper &lt;/a&gt;:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SrhQU99Z0bI/AAAAAAAAEaY/-vmlVqNMUWM/s1600-h/9150_P.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SrhQU99Z0bI/AAAAAAAAEaY/-vmlVqNMUWM/s400/9150_P.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384141675681141170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-6344485735777845957?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6344485735777845957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6344485735777845957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6344485735777845957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6344485735777845957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/carmen.html' title='Carmen'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SrhQU99Z0bI/AAAAAAAAEaY/-vmlVqNMUWM/s72-c/9150_P.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7080030109582112836</id><published>2009-09-20T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T07:32:24.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigs = awesomeness squared.</title><content type='html'>Bishop Craig is the one without the glasses...and one of my heroes.  As is his wife, Katie - director and editor of the film.  This project was created for a Stake Youth Standards night - as a warning to not just wander around YouTube - because you never know what you might find...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fe93L5-v1Qg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fe93L5-v1Qg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite moment has to be the end - when all the other bishops join the shot - those smiles KILL ME.  Also - one bishop is resting his head on another bishop's shoulder.  Awesome (notice the capital A).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7080030109582112836?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7080030109582112836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7080030109582112836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7080030109582112836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7080030109582112836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/craigs-awesomeness-squared.html' title='Craigs = awesomeness squared.'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7832032068835385839</id><published>2009-09-11T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:22:11.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I couldn't remember the words...</title><content type='html'>There was a time when I didn't know all the words to The Ballad of Davey Crockett and I would just repeat lines...like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Born on a mountain top in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tennessee&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Greenest state in the land of the free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kil't&lt;/span&gt; him a bear when he was only three...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;kil't&lt;/span&gt; him a bear when he was only three! &lt;br /&gt;DAVEY! DAVEY CROCKETT! &lt;br /&gt;King of the wild frontier!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately my dear friend put the song on a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; for me - and now I can sing all the verses by heart.  YES I CAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today - I couldn't remember this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/od3cNTl40VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=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/od3cNTl40VI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - now I'll just listen to it repeatedly until I know it or get punched in the neck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7832032068835385839?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7832032068835385839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7832032068835385839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7832032068835385839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7832032068835385839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-because-i-couldnt-remember-words.html' title='Just because I couldn&apos;t remember the words...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7439707753472324065</id><published>2009-09-10T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T06:52:37.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEE?</title><content type='html'>So - last night was the much anticipated and ice cream celebrated premier of Glee.  I'd waited since MAY to see this show...and...I have to say it:  It wasn't great.  They'd certainly promoted the heck right out of the show - but they'd also don't that horrible thing that movie previews do: show all the funny bits ahead of time - so there is nothing fun or surprising left for the actual show.  Most of the setups in the show - well, I just don't care that they're going to pay them off - and hate the fact that somehow we're supposed to root for our hero to cheat on his wife?!  A pretend pregnancy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give it time - because I really want Glee to be what it was in the pilot episode: funny and surprising and full of great (nerdy) singing and dancing.  Is that too much to ask?  Below is the extended trailer...if somehow you missed it...because you were stuck at the bottom of the ocean since May...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzWrnsASi3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WzWrnsASi3c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="360" width="580"&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/13645514-7439707753472324065?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7439707753472324065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7439707753472324065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7439707753472324065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7439707753472324065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/glee.html' title='GLEE?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-896398357769023284</id><published>2009-09-08T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:23:45.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delightful browsing...</title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I just wandered around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Interwebs&lt;/span&gt; - and I know I've been remiss in finding fun things for you folks to look at...so here's a new fun shop: &lt;a href="http://www.greerchicago.com/shop/?act=product&amp;amp;product=2020&amp;amp;color=0&amp;amp;page=1" target="_blank"&gt; Greer Chicago &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't these such cool things!?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa8Sr2JnkI/AAAAAAAAEZo/jG64XWzjhYw/s1600-h/phpThumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa8Sr2JnkI/AAAAAAAAEZo/jG64XWzjhYw/s400/phpThumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379193834134150722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coasters...funny and functional.  Just like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa8TDJGn4I/AAAAAAAAEZw/kCIpd_V56kQ/s1600-h/phpThumb-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa8TDJGn4I/AAAAAAAAEZw/kCIpd_V56kQ/s400/phpThumb-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379193840387661698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A pack of commendations - for just anything.  I'd keep these in my purse to just hand out.  That's what I'd do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa84z0J2yI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/1mkzbBdLhso/s1600-h/phpThumb-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa84z0J2yI/AAAAAAAAEZ4/1mkzbBdLhso/s400/phpThumb-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379194489108290338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A perpetual calendar...reminds me of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Corky&lt;/span&gt; and the Sperm Whale."&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/13645514-896398357769023284?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/896398357769023284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=896398357769023284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/896398357769023284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/896398357769023284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/delightful-browsing.html' title='Delightful browsing...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa8Sr2JnkI/AAAAAAAAEZo/jG64XWzjhYw/s72-c/phpThumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5341423549797887331</id><published>2009-09-08T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:34:18.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>So - the wedding of Geoff and Alexis is over - the party was grand.  As soon as pictures are available, I'll post them.  The story of the weekend will come soon - but I need more time to sit and type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Taylor return from the coast this evening...to begin the drive to Colorado...with Trixie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Corky&lt;/span&gt;.  Hopefully they will post pictures of the festivities in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cortez&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa5hxzH2-I/AAAAAAAAEZg/tR44c0fBTHI/s1600-h/strawberry%2Bbread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa5hxzH2-I/AAAAAAAAEZg/tR44c0fBTHI/s400/strawberry%2Bbread.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379190794895219682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the reception, we had a LOT of strawberries left over - so - being the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;industries&lt;/span&gt; little beaver I am, I made some strawberry bread from &lt;a href="http://www.reluctantentertainer.com/2009/07/best-strawberry-bread-in-world.html" target="_blank"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt;recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.reluctantentertainer.com/" target="_blank"&gt; 4 Reluctant Entertainers &lt;/a&gt;...and just pulled it out of the oven.  It smells really good - and has tons of sugar in it...so it should be very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Update: Bread = delicious. But make sure you cook it long enough...***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-5341423549797887331?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5341423549797887331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5341423549797887331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5341423549797887331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5341423549797887331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sqa5hxzH2-I/AAAAAAAAEZg/tR44c0fBTHI/s72-c/strawberry%2Bbread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1450954468829661118</id><published>2009-09-06T17:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T17:47:20.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fIUsZjtDTCU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=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/fIUsZjtDTCU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/13645514-1450954468829661118?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1450954468829661118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1450954468829661118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1450954468829661118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1450954468829661118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2678128639764618981</id><published>2009-08-24T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:45:31.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encyclopedia Miss-Fivica</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt; Friends - I have been absent for FAR too long - and it's mostly been due to several factors: not as much time and not tons of things to talk about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - in an attempt to jump start my blog again - here's some much needed info for the Encyclopedia Miss-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fivica&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;***********&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FOODOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;******&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your salad dressing of choice? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bleu&lt;/span&gt; Cheese or Red Wine Blush &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vinigarette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Restraunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bleu&lt;/span&gt;...the student restaurant at the culinary school in Portland, Oregon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mashed potatoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are your pizza toppings of choice? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Canadian bacon - or if I'm in Canada: ham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you like to put on your toast? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Butter and crack jam. Or cinnamon sugar that my dad makes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********TECHNOLOGY*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many televisions are in your house? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Three...plus laptops that can stream shows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The color of your cell phone? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Navy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long would it take you to look up who invented the Rubber Band? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Google tells me that it took me 0.40 seconds.  So there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have any idea how many Megahertz your computer has? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one I'm working on has 2.6...or something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***************BIOLOGY****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you right-handed or left-handed? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left handed...and it's not a disability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teeth and hair and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;infected stuff&lt;/span&gt;. (Over share?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the last heavy item you lifted? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A giant container of peanut oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been knocked unconscious?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I nearly passed out once - but not by being hit on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ************&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BULLCRAPOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No - too much pressure.  Deadlines are a little annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you could change your name, what would you change it to?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really wouldn't...but maybe Your Highness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would I have to train for the experience or just do it and get the cash.  If it's the first - then NO.  If it's the second then: MAYBE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ************&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DUMBOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How many pairs of flip flops do you own? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Currently only one pair. Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Last time you had a run-in with the cops?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last "run-in" was in high school when our cast party was too loud and then we invited the officers in for cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last person you talked to? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna and Seth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last person you hugged? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eloise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; **************&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;FAVORITOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Season? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Holiday? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanksgiving.  Or Easter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Day of the week? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday - but we've been over this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Month? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***********&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;CURRENTOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing someone? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you listening to? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bugs outside&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Watching? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reyna, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wrasslin&lt;/span&gt;' the baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***************&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;RANDOMOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First place you went this morning? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bathroom&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you smile often? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd like to think I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sleeping Alone Tonight? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; ***************OTHER-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you always answer your phone?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Mostly - if I hear it and can get to it in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you could change your eye color what would it be? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you own a digital camera?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes - but it currently has a stuck shutter...so...no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever had a pet fish? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They were my brother's fish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Favorite Christmas song(s)? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Drifters version of "White Christmas," Leon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Redbone's&lt;/span&gt; "Christmas Island," Alvin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Stoller's&lt;/span&gt; "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer," and "Christmas Is All Around"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Billy Mack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's on your wish list for your birthday? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;That'll&lt;/span&gt; be on a post for next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Can you do push ups? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No...but I like push-pops.  Does that count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can you do a chin up? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Which chin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Does the future make you more nervous or excited? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A little of both...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you have any saved texts? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A few...the classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Ever been in a car wreck?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yes...super special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have an accent?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  I feel like I'm starting to...which is funny. Two months and I sound like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ditka's&lt;/span&gt; sister...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is the last song to make you cry? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let Us All Press On.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Plans tonight? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staff meeting, reading...eating some chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not the very bottom, no. But I think I could see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Name 3 things you bought yesterday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dude, it was Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever been given roses?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have and it was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Current worry? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not forgetting things I need to get done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Current hate right now?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lying, cheating, dirt bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Met someone who changed your life? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lots of people have changed my life - I'm very lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How will you bring in the New Year? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully watching Four Brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What song represents you? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hang On Little Tomato" by Pink Martini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have any tattoos/piercing? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have pierced ears - but my left ear has bionic strength and closes overnight if I don't have something in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Will you be in a relationship 4 months from now? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am hopeful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Does anyone love you? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Ever had someone sing to you? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been sung to sleep a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When did you last cry? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During my lesson in Relief Society yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;31. Do you like to cuddle? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have you held hands with anyone today? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What kind of music did you listen to in elementary school? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cyndi &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lauper&lt;/span&gt; and Jimmy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Buffett&lt;/span&gt; - no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are most of the friends in your life new or old? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Both, I would say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you like pulpy orange juice? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do - but for my birthday I was delivered fresh squeezed orange juice and it had been strained of all pulp.  It was amazing.&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/13645514-2678128639764618981?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2678128639764618981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2678128639764618981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2678128639764618981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2678128639764618981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/07/encyclopedia-miss-fivica.html' title='Encyclopedia Miss-Fivica'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6626199061324289831</id><published>2009-08-24T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:57:07.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It must be true...</title><content type='html'>According to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Interwebs&lt;/span&gt; here is what it means if your birth month is August...which mine totally is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;AUGUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Loves to                                                                    joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Attractive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Suave and                                                                    caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Brave and                                                                    fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Firm and has                                                                    leadership                                                                    qualities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Knows how to                                                                    console others                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Too generous                                                                    and egoistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Takes high                                                                    pride of                                                                    oneself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Thirsty for                                                                    praises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   *                                                                    Extraordinary                                                                    spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Easily                                                                    angered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Angry when                                                                    provoked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Easily                                                                    jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Observant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Careful and                                                                    cautious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Thinks                                                                    quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Independent                                                                    thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Loves to                                                                    lead and to be                                                                    led&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Loves to                                                                    dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Talented in                                                                    the arts,                                                                    music and                                                                    defense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Sensitive                                                                    but not petty                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Poor                                                                    resistance                                                                    against                                                                    illnesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Learns to                                                                    relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Hasty and                                                                    rushy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Loving and                                                                    caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;                                                                   * Loves to                                                                    make friends                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Head over &lt;a href="http://www.bentbay.dk/How_months12.htm" target="_blank"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt; to find the meaning of YOUR birth month.  Unless your birthday is this month, too...then...nevermind.&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/13645514-6626199061324289831?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6626199061324289831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6626199061324289831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6626199061324289831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6626199061324289831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-must-be-true.html' title='It must be true...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-655982435623878552</id><published>2009-08-24T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:57:32.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You needs a snack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SpNS0ej8OXI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/oTrCmpwZ7WY/s1600-h/Cheese-Burger-Society.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SpNS0ej8OXI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/oTrCmpwZ7WY/s400/Cheese-Burger-Society.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373729841893620082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you're sitting there, needing a snack - you should go and get extra hungry at &lt;a href="http://www.cheeseandburger.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Cheese &amp;amp; Burger Society &lt;/a&gt;.  The images are mouth watering and the descriptions are worthy of a National Geographic documentary.  Go forth, and behold the beauty of the &lt;a href="http://www.cheeseandburger.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Cheese &amp;amp; Burger Society &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-655982435623878552?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/655982435623878552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=655982435623878552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/655982435623878552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/655982435623878552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-needs-snack.html' title='You needs a snack...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SpNS0ej8OXI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/oTrCmpwZ7WY/s72-c/Cheese-Burger-Society.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1109907876158113633</id><published>2009-06-24T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:09:15.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why I want one of these so BAD...but I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.madsencycles.com/?utm_source=LinkContestB200x300&amp;amp;utm_medium=banner&amp;amp;utm_campaign=LinkContestQ209"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.madsencycles.com/images/banners/banner-200a.gif" border="0" alt="Madsen Cycles Cargo Bikes" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1109907876158113633?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1109907876158113633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1109907876158113633' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1109907876158113633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1109907876158113633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-sure-why-i-want-one-of-these-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7176242243496207030</id><published>2009-06-21T22:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:08:58.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day, DAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sj8RYAA3zBI/AAAAAAAAEW8/uFiJCiiTvdo/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sj8RYAA3zBI/AAAAAAAAEW8/uFiJCiiTvdo/s400/DSC_0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350013986357627922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad is so wonderful - thoughtful and helpful and brave and resourceful. He is uncomplicated and clever. He also chews his chips in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt; of Jingle Bells. No lie. I love him.&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/13645514-7176242243496207030?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7176242243496207030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7176242243496207030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7176242243496207030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7176242243496207030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-dad.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day, DAD!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sj8RYAA3zBI/AAAAAAAAEW8/uFiJCiiTvdo/s72-c/DSC_0220.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-9163781618977078671</id><published>2009-06-18T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:48:49.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Might need one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SjrEBzDObJI/AAAAAAAAEW0/7CEU6NP2-lA/s1600-h/LaceShoppingTotes_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SjrEBzDObJI/AAAAAAAAEW0/7CEU6NP2-lA/s400/LaceShoppingTotes_x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348803042618535058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.containerstore.com/browse/Product.jhtml?searchId=17655685&amp;amp;itemIndex=1&amp;amp;CATID=71233&amp;amp;PRODID=10023448" target="_blank"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-9163781618977078671?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/9163781618977078671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=9163781618977078671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/9163781618977078671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/9163781618977078671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/might-need-one.html' title='Might need one...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SjrEBzDObJI/AAAAAAAAEW0/7CEU6NP2-lA/s72-c/LaceShoppingTotes_x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7945843531190806295</id><published>2009-06-15T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:06:23.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun...in the sun or the shade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sjbv3NgzgbI/AAAAAAAAEWs/u8OXdxIsQOI/s1600-h/orisinal2-789762.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sjbv3NgzgbI/AAAAAAAAEWs/u8OXdxIsQOI/s400/orisinal2-789762.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347725339348140466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just in case you need some summer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt; that are indoor - head over to &lt;a href="http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Orisinal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; and play their many fun, beautiful, not at all annoying games.  I love them.  They are so pretty and the music is great.  Choosing which game to play may be the worst part about them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7945843531190806295?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7945843531190806295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7945843531190806295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7945843531190806295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7945843531190806295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/funin-sun-or-shade.html' title='Fun...in the sun or the shade...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sjbv3NgzgbI/AAAAAAAAEWs/u8OXdxIsQOI/s72-c/orisinal2-789762.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8362888107784527230</id><published>2009-06-14T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T07:52:59.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So very clever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SjUOr8jIIuI/AAAAAAAAEWc/7BS6_AeR3TE/s1600-h/set.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SjUOr8jIIuI/AAAAAAAAEWc/7BS6_AeR3TE/s400/set.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347196280722957026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So - you just need to head over - I can't do it justice at all.  Just go to &lt;a href="http://www.twigandthistle.com/blog/2009/06/stache-bash-part-i/" target="_blank"&gt; Twig and Thistle &lt;/a&gt; .  Now.&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/13645514-8362888107784527230?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8362888107784527230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8362888107784527230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8362888107784527230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8362888107784527230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-very-clever.html' title='So very clever...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SjUOr8jIIuI/AAAAAAAAEWc/7BS6_AeR3TE/s72-c/set.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7027881239564849892</id><published>2009-06-11T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:32:39.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Which do YOU prefer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;span&gt;When faced with the following options, my choices are in bold...and italics.  Just in case you couldn't tell by the bold.  I just like to be thorough.  You know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; or raisins&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketchup or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; mustard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; or yellow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Dogs&lt;/span&gt; or cats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manta rays or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sea horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;horses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;guitars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flutes or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;trombones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Crayons&lt;/span&gt; or markers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Batman&lt;/span&gt; or Superman&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Climbing up or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sliding down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; or showers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Shouting or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;whispering&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Quarter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; or penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know this isn't terribly entertaining or exciting.  But I needed to post something.  I'm not apologizing here, I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7027881239564849892?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7027881239564849892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7027881239564849892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7027881239564849892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7027881239564849892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/which-do-you-prefer.html' title='Which do YOU prefer?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6033233383218142033</id><published>2009-06-06T13:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:54:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a perfect day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Eternal Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirN_1T8SiI/AAAAAAAAEVE/7RwyPOohBI0/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirN_1T8SiI/AAAAAAAAEVE/7RwyPOohBI0/s400/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344310404354689570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Portland Oregon Temple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNPftnSwI/AAAAAAAAEU8/39QuwBecN6Q/s1600-h/DSC_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNPftnSwI/AAAAAAAAEU8/39QuwBecN6Q/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309573923064578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Lovely Couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNPJ8rfDI/AAAAAAAAEU0/bigXkiJXJ_s/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNPJ8rfDI/AAAAAAAAEU0/bigXkiJXJ_s/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309568080673842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ralph and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wavie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Siple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNO6q1VmI/AAAAAAAAEUs/szV6TnvATB8/s1600-h/DSC_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNO6q1VmI/AAAAAAAAEUs/szV6TnvATB8/s400/DSC_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309563979290210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOAjK_QbI/AAAAAAAAEVc/YWY9-WIsXLs/s1600-h/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOAjK_QbI/AAAAAAAAEVc/YWY9-WIsXLs/s400/DSC_0277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344310416665166258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geoffrey and Miss Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNOv2VxCI/AAAAAAAAEUk/8FUTTkZc__k/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNOv2VxCI/AAAAAAAAEUk/8FUTTkZc__k/s400/DSC_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309561074762786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brent and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MaryKate&lt;/span&gt; Berg &amp;amp; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Crockpot&lt;/span&gt; and the Missus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNOhgEqYI/AAAAAAAAEUc/iHQqc-AEb5s/s1600-h/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirNOhgEqYI/AAAAAAAAEUc/iHQqc-AEb5s/s400/DSC_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344309557223270786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three Generations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOAVINAkI/AAAAAAAAEVU/TmWnigCDy6k/s1600-h/DSC_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOAVINAkI/AAAAAAAAEVU/TmWnigCDy6k/s400/DSC_0377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344310412895388226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOAtOsvkI/AAAAAAAAEVk/Y9uRLEYNjHk/s1600-h/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOAtOsvkI/AAAAAAAAEVk/Y9uRLEYNjHk/s400/DSC_0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344310419365084738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOADeuIII/AAAAAAAAEVM/y7e3WmldRc4/s1600-h/DSC_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirOADeuIII/AAAAAAAAEVM/y7e3WmldRc4/s400/DSC_0379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344310408157995138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;May 23, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All pictures by &lt;a href="http://amychad.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Amy Cannon &lt;/a&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/13645514-6033233383218142033?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6033233383218142033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6033233383218142033' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6033233383218142033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6033233383218142033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-was-perfect-day.html' title='It was a perfect day...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirN_1T8SiI/AAAAAAAAEVE/7RwyPOohBI0/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5083232869645370886</id><published>2009-06-06T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:55:14.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The After Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3J4_41I/AAAAAAAAEVs/N2by2C8rTb0/s1600-h/DSC_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3J4_41I/AAAAAAAAEVs/N2by2C8rTb0/s400/DSC_0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344314653306512210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grandma and Grandpa go through the line of the lovely luncheon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3LmiWII/AAAAAAAAEV0/ZlHdYN8C3Og/s1600-h/DSC_0488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3LmiWII/AAAAAAAAEV0/ZlHdYN8C3Og/s400/DSC_0488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344314653765949570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The theme of the luncheon was Circles.&lt;br /&gt;One eternal round...round flowers, round food, round accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR39Nw-jI/AAAAAAAAEWM/jWyTr6uzIrs/s1600-h/DSC_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR39Nw-jI/AAAAAAAAEWM/jWyTr6uzIrs/s400/DSC_0510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344314667083823666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So many friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3myloCI/AAAAAAAAEWE/vbIwdFBVzos/s1600-h/DSC_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3myloCI/AAAAAAAAEWE/vbIwdFBVzos/s400/DSC_0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344314661064253474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sandwiches on rolls, pasta salads - and my favorite - Tracy's Caprese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3UGhntI/AAAAAAAAEV8/uIZ9Fzmue64/s1600-h/DSC_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3UGhntI/AAAAAAAAEV8/uIZ9Fzmue64/s400/DSC_0494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344314656047603410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/lemon-blossoms-recipe/index.html" target="_blank"&gt; Lemon Blossoms &lt;/a&gt; - a big hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All pictures by &lt;a href="http://amychad.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Amy Cannon &lt;/a&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/13645514-5083232869645370886?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5083232869645370886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5083232869645370886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5083232869645370886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5083232869645370886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-party.html' title='The After Party'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SirR3J4_41I/AAAAAAAAEVs/N2by2C8rTb0/s72-c/DSC_0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4842725861417559835</id><published>2009-05-15T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T08:52:46.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a great day...</title><content type='html'>Today is great because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Binghams should be having their baby today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to lay in bed as long as I wanted talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is out and the sky is blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several great books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "to-do" list is pretty short and easy to accomplish (but I wrote it out anyway!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I have ballroom dance class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting ready to have family and friends visit for a very special event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I have a dental cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My many blessings are quite obvious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-4842725861417559835?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4842725861417559835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4842725861417559835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4842725861417559835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4842725861417559835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-great-day.html' title='Today is a great day...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6178711770049930042</id><published>2009-05-10T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:36:15.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the week I had...</title><content type='html'>So - this past week was not the greatest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;: Tried to unplug griddle.  Plug burst into flames in my hand. Result = second degree burns, bandages and sedation.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sge4_cHohkI/AAAAAAAAET8/MUPK_gOj6L4/s1600-h/100_3174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sge4_cHohkI/AAAAAAAAET8/MUPK_gOj6L4/s400/100_3174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334435683663119938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;: Attacked by student. Kicked and hit and threatened.&lt;br /&gt;Result = me sobbing in my car for 30 minutes and then pressure washing in the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;: Having to debrief attack. Cried some more.&lt;br /&gt;Result = Extreme relief when the Binghams had a false alarm and I called in a sub for Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: Binghams didn't have baby. Head filled with pressure and was quite queasy all day.&lt;br /&gt;Result = sleeping most of the day away.  Kind of a waste and kind of a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;: Attacking student back at school after suspension. Continued with nausea and cold symptoms. &lt;br /&gt;Result = not swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;: All students at school were flying high.  Other staff getting slapped in the face. &lt;br /&gt;Result = sheer joy at having made it through the week and to be at my dance class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was SO much better - and going into this week things are already looking up.  It's only a three day week at work, thanks to parent/teacher conferences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-6178711770049930042?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6178711770049930042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6178711770049930042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6178711770049930042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6178711770049930042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-week-i-had.html' title='Oh the week I had...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sge4_cHohkI/AAAAAAAAET8/MUPK_gOj6L4/s72-c/100_3174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8817607504510948507</id><published>2009-05-10T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:24:05.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaverton Farmer's Market 2009</title><content type='html'>A tradition continued this weekend with the season opening of the &lt;a href="http://www.beavertonfarmersmarket.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Beaverton Farmer's Market &lt;/a&gt;. You may remember that for the last few years, Dad and I have gone on the opening day to get flowers for Mom for Mother's Day. This year had a few added bonuses including a perfect blue sky and temperature and my brother working at the &lt;a href="http://www.beavertonfarmersmarket.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Market &lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.bungalowbread.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Bungalow Bread Co. &lt;/a&gt; booth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Dad and I get there about 45 minutes before the opening bell.  This allows for rock star parking (which is challenging for this event) and to wander the booths to get a head start on flower selection.  We love the ladies at Ferrier Creek Nursery and the gents over at Ross' Nursery.  The flowers are beautiful and a great price.  Dad and I also love being able to just wander and see everyone getting ready and setting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRcVyPYI/AAAAAAAAETU/YuKKVm2BBQQ/s1600-h/100_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRcVyPYI/AAAAAAAAETU/YuKKVm2BBQQ/s400/100_3183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426097355472258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you been to the &lt;a href="http://www.bungalowbread.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Bungalow Bread Co. &lt;/a&gt;?  If not, you need to fix that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRRtQ_qI/AAAAAAAAETM/EAGZvylkdXo/s1600-h/100_3185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRRtQ_qI/AAAAAAAAETM/EAGZvylkdXo/s400/100_3185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426094501166754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They pretty much had to bake for two stores - the main store and the Farmer's Market booth.  Well over 50 loaves...no fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRHOfDfI/AAAAAAAAETE/ZaT_FVeEg-A/s1600-h/100_3195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRHOfDfI/AAAAAAAAETE/ZaT_FVeEg-A/s400/100_3195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426091687710194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the bell rang, we handed the checks over and we got our flowers loaded in the car.  It was now 8:06 a.m. so Dad and I stopped for a breakfast crepe.  And yes, I had a crepe with Nutella and bananas and whipped cream and cinnamon.  Yay breakfast!  Also - Zest Crepes is BRAND NEW!  And they are good.  Do stop if you're at the &lt;a href="http://www.beavertonfarmersmarket.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Market &lt;/a&gt; another day this season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewQ3r54uI/AAAAAAAAES8/ejjkV0N0iAY/s1600-h/100_3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewQ3r54uI/AAAAAAAAES8/ejjkV0N0iAY/s400/100_3196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426087516136162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad had a savory crepe with ham and Gruyere, so he needed a maple bar chaser.  Pretty standard, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewQhsJmWI/AAAAAAAAES0/ApplXhqmNEU/s1600-h/100_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewQhsJmWI/AAAAAAAAES0/ApplXhqmNEU/s400/100_3197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426081611585890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure in love with this picture because it's so "my Dad." Suit, tie, maple bar, perfect 'stache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sgewpd_VFVI/AAAAAAAAETc/D21oA-sd4n8/s1600-h/100_3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sgewpd_VFVI/AAAAAAAAETc/D21oA-sd4n8/s400/100_3208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426510115018066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While they were setting up, my brother was loading and hauling and stuff...so now we get to see him in action...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewpmaOi6I/AAAAAAAAETk/xbmjVqRjzKA/s1600-h/100_3210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewpmaOi6I/AAAAAAAAETk/xbmjVqRjzKA/s400/100_3210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426512375319458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their booth was pretty much this busy all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewqJvBruI/AAAAAAAAET0/-ZWJAm0pPpg/s1600-h/100_3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewqJvBruI/AAAAAAAAET0/-ZWJAm0pPpg/s400/100_3203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426521857797858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Geoff tells the customers all about the delicious breads and cookies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sgewp9F2XtI/AAAAAAAAETs/h5gGHS6a2mU/s1600-h/100_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sgewp9F2XtI/AAAAAAAAETs/h5gGHS6a2mU/s400/100_3207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334426518463864530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But really - don't you think you need to go to the &lt;a href="http://www.beavertonfarmersmarket.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Farmer's Market &lt;/a&gt;?  It's so fun.  The cool booths, the live music, tasty foods and delicious smells.  And then you can go home and take a nap!  Be sure to stop by and try some samples and get a loaf or two.  May I recommend the Cinnamon Chip and the Cheddar Garlic breads?  Perfect for french toast and grilled cheese sandwiches, respectively.&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/13645514-8817607504510948507?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8817607504510948507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8817607504510948507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8817607504510948507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8817607504510948507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/beaverton-farmers-market-2009.html' title='Beaverton Farmer&apos;s Market 2009'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgewRcVyPYI/AAAAAAAAETU/YuKKVm2BBQQ/s72-c/100_3183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2188726676090118308</id><published>2009-05-10T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:43:37.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome...</title><content type='html'>So - there is this tradition of wearing your prom dress or suit/tuxedo the next morning to church.  I really dislike this tradition.  It seems so weird and conspicuous.  And some of the outfits look pretty silly and out of place at church.  But then - two boys showed up today in these beauties...and it made my day...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgdYDkWYxLI/AAAAAAAAESs/MR_gyfZCs3Q/s1600-h/Tuxes"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgdYDkWYxLI/AAAAAAAAESs/MR_gyfZCs3Q/s400/Tuxes" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334329101964068018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The butter yellow tux is so great - white shoes to match.  And then you have the powder blue - with TAILS! What you can't see are the perfectly matched "cons" he's sporting.  This picture was snapped in the hall, right after these boys had helped to distribute the Mother's Day gifts.  Awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-2188726676090118308?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2188726676090118308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2188726676090118308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2188726676090118308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2188726676090118308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/awesome.html' title='Awesome...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgdYDkWYxLI/AAAAAAAAESs/MR_gyfZCs3Q/s72-c/Tuxes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5857863442461695124</id><published>2009-05-09T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T14:35:39.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F-U-N</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgX3HBFVD1I/AAAAAAAAESk/beqnd9X5XUs/s1600-h/fileBlob.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgX3HBFVD1I/AAAAAAAAESk/beqnd9X5XUs/s400/fileBlob.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333941033612152658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would love some of these...so if you're headed over...stop and get some at the store, would you?!&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/13645514-5857863442461695124?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5857863442461695124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5857863442461695124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5857863442461695124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5857863442461695124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/f-u-n.html' title='F-U-N'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgX3HBFVD1I/AAAAAAAAESk/beqnd9X5XUs/s72-c/fileBlob.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6020452024015279223</id><published>2009-05-09T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:10:26.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen...do you smell that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know several little boys what need one of these...bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgW4suKmBmI/AAAAAAAAERM/A50wpHOAJsg/s1600-h/explorerkitsmallshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgW4suKmBmI/AAAAAAAAERM/A50wpHOAJsg/s400/explorerkitsmallshop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333872412136441442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Head over to &lt;a href="http://www.wuandwu.com/wuwuusa/ddexplorerkitlargeUS.html" target="_blank"&gt; Wu and Wu &lt;/a&gt;  and get one...or two...&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/13645514-6020452024015279223?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6020452024015279223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6020452024015279223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6020452024015279223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6020452024015279223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/listendo-you-smell-that.html' title='Listen...do you smell that?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SgW4suKmBmI/AAAAAAAAERM/A50wpHOAJsg/s72-c/explorerkitsmallshop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1773611298334669911</id><published>2009-05-03T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T08:50:10.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Salad...</title><content type='html'>So - okay fine.  I almost killed a missionary last night.  Mom had forgotten to tell the rest of the family (okay fine - me) that she'd signed up to serve dinner to the missionaries.  We were on their calendar and they called mid-day to confirm.  Good thing I had some delicious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;croissant&lt;/span&gt; sandwiches and salad and fruit left over - right?!  At the shower I'd let the ladies know that the chicken salad had nuts in it.  I forgot to mention that to the Elders before they started eating...and only a few bites in Elder Victim had to ask if their were nuts.  People only ask if there are nuts in something if they are ALLERGIC to nuts...am I right?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing for me his allergy isn't TOO severe - just throat closing!!  But regular old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Benedryl&lt;/span&gt; did the job of antidote - and he ended up having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dino Bites&lt;/span&gt; and BBQ sauce for dinner.  I feel so bad - because, man...I wasn't trying to kill him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But believe me - if I was TRYING to kill you...you'd know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1773611298334669911?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1773611298334669911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1773611298334669911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1773611298334669911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1773611298334669911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/death-salad.html' title='Death Salad...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1992655766334428937</id><published>2009-05-02T16:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:40:51.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower for my friend Petie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpz6gx-I/AAAAAAAAEQc/TX-5e_myLuE/s1600-h/100_3118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpz6gx-I/AAAAAAAAEQc/TX-5e_myLuE/s400/100_3118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372072698431458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I hosted a baby shower for my friend Petie from &lt;a href="http://singlepot.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Table and Singlepot &lt;/a&gt; .  She's having her third baby and her first girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWplu9GOI/AAAAAAAAEQU/BeYK_VT7fN8/s1600-h/100_3148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWplu9GOI/AAAAAAAAEQU/BeYK_VT7fN8/s400/100_3148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372068891859170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Five and Petie before the ladies arrive.  She just came from Russ...lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpZKSQ8I/AAAAAAAAEQM/FvTa-xoqF7w/s1600-h/100_3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpZKSQ8I/AAAAAAAAEQM/FvTa-xoqF7w/s400/100_3122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372065516831682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tables with fresh growing flowers and candles...room for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpAiSmgI/AAAAAAAAEQE/-8GoFspm704/s1600-h/100_3140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpAiSmgI/AAAAAAAAEQE/-8GoFspm704/s400/100_3140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372058906630658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giant cupcakes waiting in the kitchen to be served...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWo7NdJFI/AAAAAAAAEP8/ZbMNxr6c0QA/s1600-h/100_3142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWo7NdJFI/AAAAAAAAEP8/ZbMNxr6c0QA/s400/100_3142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331372057477063762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up close...the picks were all different papers - to match the birds I made for the flowers on the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwXsw73I/AAAAAAAAEQs/rzGmyYv8uvE/s1600-h/100_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwXsw73I/AAAAAAAAEQs/rzGmyYv8uvE/s400/100_3165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331373284895289202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See?!...MATCHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwkkuI9I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/Y_waOvA2HP0/s1600-h/100_3163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwkkuI9I/AAAAAAAAEQ0/Y_waOvA2HP0/s400/100_3163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331373288351212498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am particularly proud of these birds because it was a project of tracing and cutting.  I am not a good cutter-outer of things.  At all.  These few that I made took me a LONG time.  And I am VERY proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXxEHPFYI/AAAAAAAAERE/qHFcbb8F4gM/s1600-h/100_3149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXxEHPFYI/AAAAAAAAERE/qHFcbb8F4gM/s400/100_3149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331373296817476994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The luncheon was cashew chicken salad sandwiches (on croissants), fresh green salad with cranberries and feta, and fresh fruit salad (including mangoes and pineapple).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwwB4_vI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/sf5Gg6T_iqU/s1600-h/100_3157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwwB4_vI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/sf5Gg6T_iqU/s400/100_3157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331373291426348786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were lots of cute gifts - cuz it's a girls shower!  But the HIT had to be the sparkly pink Converse that Kourtney brought.  WOW.  Do they come in a ladies 9?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwXeH6jI/AAAAAAAAEQk/fQ-areyuVbY/s1600-h/100_3169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzXwXeH6jI/AAAAAAAAEQk/fQ-areyuVbY/s400/100_3169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331373284833880626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, now it's over.  The shower was such fun.  I got to meet new ladies and reconnect with a friend from high school! And mostly - I got to have lunch and visit with my friend, Petie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck, Miss Petie - and I am very excited to meet the newest Bingham!&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/13645514-1992655766334428937?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1992655766334428937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1992655766334428937' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1992655766334428937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1992655766334428937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-shower-for-my-friend-petie.html' title='Baby Shower for my friend Petie...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SfzWpz6gx-I/AAAAAAAAEQc/TX-5e_myLuE/s72-c/100_3118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7043656212296070877</id><published>2009-05-02T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:52:31.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You saw this, of course...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of course, you did.  But somehow - if you didn't...get a drink and sit back and enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ht96HJ01SE4&amp;amp;hl=en&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/Ht96HJ01SE4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/13645514-7043656212296070877?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7043656212296070877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7043656212296070877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7043656212296070877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7043656212296070877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-saw-this-of-course.html' title='You saw this, of course...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2708240385518037193</id><published>2009-04-27T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:45:00.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Final part of the random questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     56. Do you have good vision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavens, no.  Even WITH my contacts - I do not see well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     57. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh sure...that list is long and distinguished.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     58. How often do you talk on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    At least five to ten times a day.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     59. The last person you held hands with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my students, walking down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     60. What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black shirt, red plaid pajama pants and my cute pink pinafore apron.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     61. What is your favorite animal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby ducks.  I want one...or two.  My mom says, "No."&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     62. Where was your profile picture taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it from the Interwebs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     63. Can you hula hoop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...but will I?  No.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     64. Do you have a job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do - I work with aggressive and angry kids.  And they yell a lot.  And sometimes I think I'm going insane.  Other days I laugh a lot.  I think a lot of moms feel the same way about their kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     65. What was the most recent thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rotisserie chicken.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     66. Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-2708240385518037193?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2708240385518037193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2708240385518037193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2708240385518037193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2708240385518037193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-part-of-random-questions.html' title='Final part of the random questions.'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8385352381315508230</id><published>2009-04-26T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:49:28.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RQ 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    45. Ever walked into a wall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've walked into many things I wasn't supposed to walk into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    46. Favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do love lots of colors - pink, red, purple, blue, green, orange...uh...yeah...lots of colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    47. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I remember - but I think about doing it - A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    48. Is your hair curly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    49. What was the last CD you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Child's Prayer...lullabies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    50. Do looks matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    51. Could you ever forgive a cheater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only at board games...not at life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    52. Is your phone bill sky high?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been...man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    53. Do you like your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    54. Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    55. Can you handle the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can - but I can also handle what I want to hear, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-8385352381315508230?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8385352381315508230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8385352381315508230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8385352381315508230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8385352381315508230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/rq-5.html' title='RQ 5'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1399539590045962531</id><published>2009-04-25T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:44:00.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RQ 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   34. Who are you going to be with tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I was with my family and the missionaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   35. Are you too forgiving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a TOTAL sucker when people ask for forgiveness.  But I have a hard time when I just need to forgive - on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   36. Ever been in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   37. What is your best friend doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - tomorrow is Thursday so she's got to be up and ready for the day by 8:45 a.m. when I call her.  Then she'll work in her office and take her son to pre-school.  She will also watch out the window for the grumpy mailman.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   38. Ever have cream puffs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - and I could really go for some right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   39. Last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday afternoon...talking about the plans for May 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   40. What was the last question you asked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck, man!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   41. Favorite time of the year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love a lot of the year - but I really love springtime.  I love rain and sun and flowers growing and jelly beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   42. Do you have any tattoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  No - I cannot think of one image that I would want on my body for more than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   43. Are you sarcastic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Only when I'm speaking out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   44. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...did anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1399539590045962531?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1399539590045962531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1399539590045962531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1399539590045962531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1399539590045962531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/rq-4.html' title='RQ 4'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5100280336509850160</id><published>2009-04-24T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T09:44:00.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RQ 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  23. Do you rent movies often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 6 year old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt; subscription and I love it.  I even lived right behind a Blockbuster for a while - and still - I only used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Netflix&lt;/span&gt;.  So, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  24. Is there anything sparkly in the room in which you are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the candle holders that are glass or crystal is as close as it's getting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  25. What countries have you visited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;England, France, Germany, Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  26. Have you made a prank phone call?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes - in junior high school - I was the QUEEN of prank phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  27. Ever been on a train?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I love the train.  The perfect trip is from Portland to Seattle - in Business class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  28. Brown or white eggs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White eggs - the brown eggs just seem so trendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  29. Do you have a cell-phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - and I love my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Juke&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  31. Do you use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chapstick&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use Extra Emollient Night Creme by Mary Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  32. Do you own a gun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  33. Can you use chopsticks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not without my special training wheels guide thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-5100280336509850160?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5100280336509850160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5100280336509850160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5100280336509850160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5100280336509850160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/rq-3.html' title='RQ 3'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6284430027602335805</id><published>2009-04-23T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:43:00.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Questions 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 12. Are you emotional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - and yet - I can also be the cool headed voice of reason.  But I also cried during music last Friday because the song we were singing was so sweet and tender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 13. Have you ever counted to 1,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  Why would I do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 14. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do both.  But mostly I bite it.  Do I seem like I would "take it slow" when it came to ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 15. Do you like your hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the color of my hair and that my hair is very obedient.  It will do what it's told.  But my natural curls make me crazy - so, of course, I want straight hair.  But I only have straight hair every six weeks when I visit Russ for a haircut - and he straightens it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 16. Do you like yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh...I'll get back to you on this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 17. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No - I don't think I would - unless he was paying and I got to hang out with some Secret Service agents.  Then: maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 18. What are you listening to right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's white noise machine (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grrr&lt;/span&gt;) and my dad prepare a baked potato and raccoon through the kitchen, "Did all the salad get eaten?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 19. Are your parents strict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not particularly - because really - they didn't have to be.  Geoff and I weren't too deviant.  And they just made the expectations clear and knew that we would meet them.  Or die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 20. Would you go sky diving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, thank you.  My worst dreams all involve the feeling of falling.  So - no.  I don't want to fall from stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 21. Do you like cottage cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I do - but to me cottage cheese is a compliment to savory things - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; potato chips.  The idea of eating fruit with cottage cheese makes me want to barf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 22. Have you ever met a celebrity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well - I talked with a local news anchor and I stole James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Spader's&lt;/span&gt; water from a set once.  And I had a meal at the Hamburger Hamlet with the bass player of Maroon5.  That's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-6284430027602335805?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6284430027602335805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6284430027602335805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6284430027602335805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6284430027602335805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-questions-2.html' title='Random Questions 2'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8649648166886656895</id><published>2009-04-22T21:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:05:05.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that you wanted to know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What is the first thing you wash in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aveda&lt;/span&gt; only.  While I was in California, during the shoot, one of the school staff asked me if I used &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aveda&lt;/span&gt; products - and that it smelled really good.  Um...why was she so close to me?  Can you really smell it from normal person distance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. What color is your favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby blue Camp &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Namanu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; - minus the string...for safety sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. Do you plan outfits?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!  If I'm invited to a function or to participate in a program or something my FIRST concern is what I'm going to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. How are you feeling RIGHT now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling tired and pleased and a little worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6. What's the closest thing to you that's red?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pants.  Uh-huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7. What was the last dream you remember having?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actively dream every night - and remember bits the next day - but right now I can't think of one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8. Did you meet anybody new today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - I met a really dumb girl at the spa.  Seriously - she's SO dumb.  And way too tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9. What are you craving right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana creme pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10. Do you floss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes - daily - because I've got this gap in my teeth on the back right...and...well...I just have to floss everyday, okay?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11. What comes to mind when I say cabbage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stinky.  And Carnies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-8649648166886656895?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8649648166886656895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8649648166886656895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8649648166886656895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8649648166886656895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-that-you-wanted-to-know.html' title='Not that you wanted to know...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-3082222962341468881</id><published>2009-04-11T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T12:41:46.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New goodness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SeDyZc2pypI/AAAAAAAAEPc/DRY4A0r5fB4/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SeDyZc2pypI/AAAAAAAAEPc/DRY4A0r5fB4/s400/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323521278608001682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a faithful follwer of &lt;a href="http://martawrites.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; marta &lt;/a&gt; - and have even purchased a few of her mini-diaries (which I bought to send to my dear friend - only to discover she'd done the exact same thing!).  marta uses high quality paper and binds the journals by hand.  And now - there's this fabulous blog - new to me - called &lt;a href="http://sherbetblossom.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Sherbet Blossom &lt;/a&gt;.  And there is a great interview with &lt;a href="http://martawrites.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; marta &lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href="http://sherbetblossom.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; giveaway &lt;/a&gt; of one of the mini-diaries!  You should go and check out all the beautiful and creative ideas Hannah has and enter the giveaway.  But - don't be sad when I win...okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-3082222962341468881?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/3082222962341468881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=3082222962341468881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3082222962341468881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3082222962341468881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-goodness.html' title='New goodness!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SeDyZc2pypI/AAAAAAAAEPc/DRY4A0r5fB4/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1820894305516702057</id><published>2009-04-06T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:22:05.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not about Disneyland...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdrU5k_2IBI/AAAAAAAAEPU/Xo10sDy1y9o/s1600-h/GC_2009_Podcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdrU5k_2IBI/AAAAAAAAEPU/Xo10sDy1y9o/s400/GC_2009_Podcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321799995340759058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - I know you're totally still waiting for me to write about my time at Disneyland - but this isn't it.  This post is about how I'm so excited to have all the talks from the most recent General Conference as podcasts.  While I was not able to watch the Saturday sessions, I'm now almost caught up because I've been able to listen to the talks on my iPod...during my break at work and while I was shopping at horrible WinCo.  I like the prices at WinCo (which is why I shop there) but I have a hard time with the atmosphere and people.  But it was SO MUCH easier not to get angry while listening to the conference talks.  So - if you want to get the talks in podcast form head over &lt;a href="http://feeds.lds.org/LDSGCComplete_eng" target="_blank"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;.  I used the link to go through iTunes - so this isn't any kind of tutorial about how to make it work if you don't use iTunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1820894305516702057?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1820894305516702057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1820894305516702057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1820894305516702057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1820894305516702057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-about-disneyland.html' title='Not about Disneyland...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdrU5k_2IBI/AAAAAAAAEPU/Xo10sDy1y9o/s72-c/GC_2009_Podcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-3833275426752011718</id><published>2009-04-04T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:24:44.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're MOM has a birthday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sdd2AEkqRHI/AAAAAAAAEOs/K6edEyHjYto/s1600-h/100_1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sdd2AEkqRHI/AAAAAAAAEOs/K6edEyHjYto/s400/100_1321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320851228361114738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is my mother's birthday.  She's older this year...than she was.  And this picture perfectly captures my mother in her most natural and preferred setting.  Take note of her smile.  And her relaxed posture.  Also note that her computer is handy - and her drink is perfectly at arms length.  You may also notice that her outfit is very classy - and that she's wearing a sweater while sitting next to the fire.  (She hates being cold, people.)  Her hair is in a cute and stylish bob - which is not how her hair looks now - but I can assure you that it is still cute and stylish.  You may not realize by just looking at this picture that she is at the coast, enjoying a quiet weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie loves:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; her family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    doing excellent work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Diet Pepsi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    her white robe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    staying in touch with her friends via the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Interwebs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    a sunny, warm day in her beautiful backyard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie hates: (which is not to say that other people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; these things)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    rough-housing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    car trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    grocery shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    running out of toilet paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    headaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my mom because:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she laughs easily...except for that one time when they were burning that tree...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she taught me to love music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she has high expectations for herself and others - and is always ready to cheer you on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    we say the same things at the same time - in the same tone/way. A lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she an outstanding teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she is a hard worker - and will do what it takes to get the job done well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    when she does cook - it's really good.  Really Good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she opens her heart to many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she has great style and fashion sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she knows what's what.  And she does - she knows EXACTLY what's what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    she will do anything in her power to help her family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom - I love you and hope your day is just what you want. &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/13645514-3833275426752011718?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/3833275426752011718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=3833275426752011718' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3833275426752011718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3833275426752011718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-mom-has-birthday.html' title='You&apos;re MOM has a birthday....'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sdd2AEkqRHI/AAAAAAAAEOs/K6edEyHjYto/s72-c/100_1321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7696923016367800910</id><published>2009-04-04T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:26:02.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>While I was away...</title><content type='html'>This has been a full and fantastic week...and here's what I've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flew to Burbank, and was picked up by Wonderful Ryan.  We then went to lunch at the ever busy and delicious &lt;a href="http://www.portosbakery.com/lunch.htm#cuban" target="_blank"&gt; Porto's &lt;/a&gt;...having some of the most delightful desserts after.  There was this elegant raspberry mousse - that had a surprise of chocolate in the bottom.  Yes.  YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Wonderful Ryan drove us down to Del Mar, introducing me to tons of music and literally making me hurt and sore with laughter.  Incidentally, Wonderful Ryan and I were wearing the same outfit.  Jeans and a purple top.  That made us laugh, too.  We arrived at the hotel and got settled and met up with the rest of the &lt;a href="http://www.6360productions.com/" target="_blank"&gt; 6360 Crew &lt;/a&gt; for the first shoot - which went really smoothly and was a lot of fun.  It also included a trip to the San Diego court house - and some funny footage of one of our crew running down the hall in her socks, only to try and slide and instead smack her face on the floor.  I'm not sure if/when that footage will be available...but I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were all wrapped for the day Wonderful Ryan and I went to dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.ilfornaio.com/?page=138&amp;amp;restaurant_id=3148" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Il&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fornaio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; in Del Mar.  It was so lovely and elegant.  It was just what I needed at the end of the day.  Then I got a frozen custard cone...and slipped into a sugar coma.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdeJr5ENDdI/AAAAAAAAEO8/XclShnETMIM/s1600-h/ilfornaio4-16Apr2008023632433547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdeJr5ENDdI/AAAAAAAAEO8/XclShnETMIM/s400/ilfornaio4-16Apr2008023632433547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320872871907364306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuesday was more shooting and then a drive back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tujunga&lt;/span&gt; to the Aunt Hill.  Wonderful Ryan and I stayed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deeder&lt;/span&gt; and Karen for the rest of our trip.  Tuesday was great - but I didn't do much.  An extreme nap was taken and then I remember snacking...and then going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was one of our "off" days from the shooting schedule, so Wonderful Ryan made reservations for us at&lt;a href="http://www.thelondonwesthollywood.com/gordon_ramsay/a_la_carte_lunch_menu.cfm" target="_blank"&gt; Gordon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ramsy's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt; at the London Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdeJrt8WUSI/AAAAAAAAEO0/_MUcqYTEico/s1600-h/gordon_ramsay_london_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdeJrt8WUSI/AAAAAAAAEO0/_MUcqYTEico/s400/gordon_ramsay_london_img.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320872868921626914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You should go check out the full menu, but for those who are interested, I had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;             &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Caprese&lt;/span&gt; salad with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;burrata&lt;/span&gt; mozzarella and aged balsamic;              Roasted breast of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jidori&lt;/span&gt; chicken with braised romaine hearts, creamy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;pomme&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;purée&lt;/span&gt;, lemon thyme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jus&lt;/span&gt;; and chilled coconut tapioca with passion fruit, candied ginger, milk chocolate and star anise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;gelato&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;I also couldn't figure out how to make the lights brighter in the ladies washroom.  So, yeah.  It was so sophisticated and polished...I loved it.  From there we went up to the &lt;a href="http://www.griffithobs.org/" target="_blank"&gt; Griffith Observatory &lt;/a&gt; walking around learning new things and then watching the new planetarium show.  I highly recommend it!  We then drove back to the Aunt Hill and had dinner and got ready for the last two days of shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was an early day - but my schedule was very light.  We shot all morning and then met for lunch at the Pasadena Police helipad for our traditional lunch catered by the incomparable &lt;a href="http://www.pienburger.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Pie 'n Burger &lt;/a&gt;.  I've talked about them before - but still - SO GOOD.  If you're ever in Pasadena and can't think of a place to eat: &lt;a href="http://www.pienburger.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Pie 'n Burger &lt;/a&gt; is your answer.  In fact, the question doesn't matter - &lt;a href="http://www.pienburger.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Pie 'n Burger &lt;/a&gt; should always be the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, Wonderful Ryan and I killed time before our next call by attempting to go to the Huntington Museum - but not having tickets - we decided to go to the mall and ended up testing the massage chairs at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Brookstone&lt;/span&gt;.  With time sufficiently killed, we headed over to Pasadena City Hall to film the interviews...and guess who else was shooting there?!  The cast and crew of &lt;a href="http://www.tvguide.com/tvshows/parks-recreation/296793" target="_blank"&gt; Parks and Recreation&lt;/a&gt;!  But, sadly, we didn't see Amy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Poehler&lt;/span&gt;.  But then we were done and I went home and crashed and sat on the couch watching the first DVDs of &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/summerheightshigh/" target="_blank"&gt; Summer Heights High &lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday will get it's own post...so you'll just have to check back in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Other Images from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.closetsavvy.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/2008/03/14/g_p1200125.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.discoversd.com/images/OriginalImages/restaurant/ilfornaio4-16Apr2008023632433547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7696923016367800910?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7696923016367800910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7696923016367800910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7696923016367800910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7696923016367800910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/04/while-i-was-away.html' title='While I was away...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SdeJr5ENDdI/AAAAAAAAEO8/XclShnETMIM/s72-c/ilfornaio4-16Apr2008023632433547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6957908719326172768</id><published>2009-03-29T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:46:00.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could I pull this off?</title><content type='html'>I've seen these and in my head I think that I could pull these off...but I just don't know. Only one way to find out, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318452480618493106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7wWk4PdLI/AAAAAAAAEOk/vhIU5ItEesk/s400/hair+things.png" border="0" /&gt;Which do you like? Head over &lt;a href="http://www.shopbando.com/Home.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture from &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7PBXumNf_hA/SawKxH3oR9I/AAAAAAAAJZc/PLr6UvYxB9o/s1600-h/Picture+57.png" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-6957908719326172768?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6957908719326172768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6957908719326172768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6957908719326172768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6957908719326172768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/could-i-pull-this-off.html' title='Could I pull this off?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7wWk4PdLI/AAAAAAAAEOk/vhIU5ItEesk/s72-c/hair+things.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4727795298375159770</id><published>2009-03-29T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:40:00.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I said it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7unCvxIbI/AAAAAAAAEOc/oTGNrwbqH0s/s1600-h/Tom+Jones.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318450564490666418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7unCvxIbI/AAAAAAAAEOc/oTGNrwbqH0s/s400/Tom+Jones.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love Tom Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://graneyandthepig.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/tomjones.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://graneyandthepig.wordpress.com/2008/11/12/tom-jones-im-not-dead/&amp;amp;usg=__skEvJZRkDPM9W0XDSI2iANXAjBE=&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=400&amp;amp;sz=59&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=15&amp;amp;sig2=Cg5chPU7qU9IbmH4rafYgA&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=GbQ05PVhuXRgRM:&amp;amp;tbnh=130&amp;amp;tbnw=104&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DTom%2BJones%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:*%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=6O3OSda7OI2usQO_8ZWbAw" target="_blank"&gt;here&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/13645514-4727795298375159770?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4727795298375159770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4727795298375159770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4727795298375159770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4727795298375159770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-said-it.html' title='I said it...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7unCvxIbI/AAAAAAAAEOc/oTGNrwbqH0s/s72-c/Tom+Jones.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5716888716676735267</id><published>2009-03-28T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:37:40.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in case....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7sZ4tWOzI/AAAAAAAAEOU/520BLu4MCzI/s1600-h/monte-cristo-sandwich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318448139434605362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7sZ4tWOzI/AAAAAAAAEOU/520BLu4MCzI/s400/monte-cristo-sandwich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now - in the event you can't be having a Monte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cristo&lt;/span&gt; at the Blue Bayou on Friday...and you can't convince Josh to make you one...here's how you can make it your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ownself&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Disneyland's Blue Bayou Monte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cristo&lt;/span&gt; Sandwich via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mouseplanet&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 sandwiches &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BATTER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=459"&gt;water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 small &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=142"&gt;egg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=359"&gt;salt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/8 teaspoon &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=337"&gt;white pepper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=64"&gt;all-purpose flour&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 3/4 teaspoons &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=6"&gt;baking powder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;SANDWICHES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 slices white bread&lt;br /&gt;4 slices roasted cooked turkey (1 ounce each sandwich)&lt;br /&gt;4 slices T&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;illamook&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=612"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;swiss&lt;/span&gt; cheese&lt;/a&gt; (1 ounce each sandwich)&lt;br /&gt;4 slices &lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=247"&gt;smoked ham&lt;/a&gt; (1 ounce each sandwich)&lt;br /&gt;vegetable oil, for frying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GARNISH&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=140"&gt;confectioners' sugar&lt;/a&gt;, for dusting&lt;br /&gt;fruit, compote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=236"&gt;currant jelly&lt;/a&gt;, sauce &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BATTER: Place water, egg, salt, and pepper in a bowl and using an electric mixer, mix well at low speed. Add flour and baking powder and mix until batter is smooth. Chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SANDWICHES: Make 4 sandwiches, putting cheese between ham and turkey. Cut into fourths and put a toothpick through each quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heat about 6" of oil to 340 degrees in a fryer. Dip sandwiches in batter to cover all surfaces. Deep fry sandwiches until golden brown, turning as needed. An alternate way of frying it to put approximately 1/4" oil in a large pan and fry the sandwiches on both sides until crispy and brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remove from oil and take out toothpicks. Drain on paper towel to remove excess oil. Sprinkle sandwiches with confectioners' sugar. Serve with fruit compote and currant jelly sauce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image from: la-foodie.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-5716888716676735267?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5716888716676735267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5716888716676735267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5716888716676735267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5716888716676735267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-in-case.html' title='Just in case....'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7sZ4tWOzI/AAAAAAAAEOU/520BLu4MCzI/s72-c/monte-cristo-sandwich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4381675752853542118</id><published>2009-03-28T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:25:35.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun...and educational!</title><content type='html'>So here's a fun book that I'm really wanting - it's found over at &lt;a href="http://www.jaysonhomeandgarden.com/product.php?productid=3428" target="_blank"&gt;Jayson Home &amp;amp; Garden&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318443963999752306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7om2AGkHI/AAAAAAAAEOM/HZc6j6jnWvU/s400/Proust+Outside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc5pYFPaxhI/AAAAAAAAEN8/4vf86_9mlgg/s1600-h/Proust+Inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318304072415757842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc5pYFPaxhI/AAAAAAAAEN8/4vf86_9mlgg/s400/Proust+Inside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This would be such a great thing to have for your house guests, or family and friends or all the other folks you have stopping by that you'd want to get to know a little better...and have more interesting conversations than: "How's work going?" "Fine." &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/13645514-4381675752853542118?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4381675752853542118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4381675752853542118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4381675752853542118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4381675752853542118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/funand-educational.html' title='Fun...and educational!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc7om2AGkHI/AAAAAAAAEOM/HZc6j6jnWvU/s72-c/Proust+Outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-73643006657436728</id><published>2009-03-28T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:07:13.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget to turn out the lights!</title><content type='html'>So - tonight is Earth Hour - so don't forget to turn off your lights from 8:30 p.m. to 9:30 p.m., local time.  Of course, if you're not in my time zone - you may have missed it - but still - you could turn your lights off for an hour tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-73643006657436728?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/73643006657436728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=73643006657436728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/73643006657436728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/73643006657436728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-forget-to-turn-out-lights.html' title='Don&apos;t forget to turn out the lights!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-341027836856740871</id><published>2009-03-28T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T11:05:20.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I desire:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc5miFkO7mI/AAAAAAAAEN0/jw4oWXeF7HM/s1600-h/whoopie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318300945766870626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc5miFkO7mI/AAAAAAAAEN0/jw4oWXeF7HM/s400/whoopie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So - these are Whoopie Pies.  And don't they just look so good?  Creamy insides - doughy chocholate sandwiches.  HOLD ME.  Also - they have a mix people!  Just head on over and order yourself (or meself) a mix: &lt;a href="http://www.stonewallkitchen.com/prdsell.aspx?L0=Chocolate+Whoopie+Pie+Mix"&gt;http://www.stonewallkitchen.com/prdsell.aspx?L0=Chocolate+Whoopie+Pie+Mix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-341027836856740871?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/341027836856740871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=341027836856740871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/341027836856740871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/341027836856740871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-desire.html' title='I desire:'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc5miFkO7mI/AAAAAAAAEN0/jw4oWXeF7HM/s72-c/whoopie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5120192335783419146</id><published>2009-03-27T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:34:45.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Week...</title><content type='html'>Just in case you need me next week - I'll be in Southern California...working on a project with my Aunt and her production team.  Here's last year's project...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qtahcli8DoM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/Qtahcli8DoM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" 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/13645514-5120192335783419146?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5120192335783419146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5120192335783419146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5120192335783419146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5120192335783419146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-week.html' title='Next Week...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4923496964367540878</id><published>2009-03-27T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:40:18.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc1Hf5TIjKI/AAAAAAAAENs/lGQX2c-HhUI/s1600-h/BlueOutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317985348277013666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc1Hf5TIjKI/AAAAAAAAENs/lGQX2c-HhUI/s400/BlueOutside.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You might also find me here...maybe...eating a Monte Cristo sandwich.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Image from &lt;a href="http://www.themouseforless.com/"&gt;http://www.themouseforless.com/&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/13645514-4923496964367540878?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4923496964367540878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4923496964367540878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4923496964367540878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4923496964367540878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-might-also-find-me-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc1Hf5TIjKI/AAAAAAAAENs/lGQX2c-HhUI/s72-c/BlueOutside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1477039340140920540</id><published>2009-03-27T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:40:53.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Considering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc1EotaZKII/AAAAAAAAENk/xFEeo6qBrok/s1600-h/sunshine_cleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317982201170176130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc1EotaZKII/AAAAAAAAENk/xFEeo6qBrok/s400/sunshine_cleaning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am going to ride the Max downtown to see this this afternoon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image via: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.impawards.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.impawards.com&lt;/em&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/13645514-1477039340140920540?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1477039340140920540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1477039340140920540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1477039340140920540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1477039340140920540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/considering.html' title='Considering...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc1EotaZKII/AAAAAAAAENk/xFEeo6qBrok/s72-c/sunshine_cleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4213731382090609659</id><published>2009-03-27T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T11:01:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>Clearly - life here in the Parlor has been slow - and quiet. But in case you were wondering, here's what I've been up to for Spring Break 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KAcjnnhI/AAAAAAAAEMk/BxijVMT4Zb0/s1600-h/walking+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317917737776291346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KAcjnnhI/AAAAAAAAEMk/BxijVMT4Zb0/s400/walking+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was asked by some dear friends to house/dog sit for them while they're in Flordia. Their dog, Ginger, and I have been having a great time. She's very mellow and affectionate and we get along great. The house is huge and gorgeous and quite peaceful...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KAA8lPeI/AAAAAAAAEMc/JUpvnRy9Vl8/s1600-h/reading-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317917730364800482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KAA8lPeI/AAAAAAAAEMc/JUpvnRy9Vl8/s400/reading-17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been reading a lot! It's so quiet here - that I've finished three books and still have quite a pile of books to enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KALidDOI/AAAAAAAAEMU/ubiJeoWoYkw/s1600-h/Music+Workshop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317917733208001762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KALidDOI/AAAAAAAAEMU/ubiJeoWoYkw/s400/Music+Workshop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Tuesday afternoon, I joined my friend Dana in leading a music workshop for our senior Primary kids. I taught two "sessions" - Introduction to Conducting and Get to know the Songbook. Dana taught Theory and an Introduction to the Organ. We had some very sweet kids join us and we had a lot of fun. Then we had &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="_blank"&gt;Cherry Floats&lt;/a&gt; for the treats...and that ain't bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0J_yfxuaI/AAAAAAAAEMM/jX8mQS1RZhY/s1600-h/Five+Guys.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317917726485887394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0J_yfxuaI/AAAAAAAAEMM/jX8mQS1RZhY/s400/Five+Guys.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a delicious dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Five Guys&lt;/a&gt; - and yes, it really IS that good. Should you be coming to visit sometime soon - this would be part of the culinary tour. Assuming, of course, that you like meat and deep fried things. And aren't allergic to peanuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0J_w4FiJI/AAAAAAAAEME/RrILE0XkkHs/s1600-h/Beaverton+Library.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317917726050977938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0J_w4FiJI/AAAAAAAAEME/RrILE0XkkHs/s400/Beaverton+Library.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent a little time at the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca" target="_blank"&gt;Beaverton City Library&lt;/a&gt;- where I totally forgot to update my account, but was able to replenish my pile of books. I really don't like the feeling of not having a book to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please consider this blog updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Images from: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/2424508231_d8fed647a7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://donnyfisher.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/five-guys-burgers-and-fries-sign.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://farm1.static.flickr.com/33/67374847_981a6b957d.jpg%3Fv%3D0&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://flickr.com/photos/camera-shy/67374847/&amp;amp;usg=__bduczbgstjMlVR0olFelmuI22Bo=&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=375&amp;amp;sz=129&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=6&amp;amp;sig2=Jr0GE_rMLsx9cjLVmgZmKQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=Yr7Q6VES5d0HiM:&amp;amp;tbnh=130&amp;amp;tbnw=98&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DBeaverton%2BCity%2BLibrary%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:*%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=EwfNSfbrGIrKtQO1xv22Bg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://farm1.static.flickr.com/33/67374847_981a6b957d.jpg%3Fv%3D0&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://flickr.com/photos/camera-shy/67374847/&amp;amp;usg=__bduczbgstjMlVR0olFelmuI22Bo=&amp;amp;h=500&amp;amp;w=375&amp;amp;sz=129&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=6&amp;amp;sig2=Jr0GE_rMLsx9cjLVmgZmKQ&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=Yr7Q6VES5d0HiM:&amp;amp;tbnh=130&amp;amp;tbnw=98&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3DBeaverton%2BCity%2BLibrary%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:*%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=EwfNSfbrGIrKtQO1xv22Bg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oregonchambermusic.org/maestro2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://philip.greenspun.com/images/pcd0942/reading-17.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://philip.greenspun.com/writing/reading&amp;amp;usg=__x8-WwtpAnhya2FDMipWe4HFcADs=&amp;amp;h=1001&amp;amp;w=1001&amp;amp;sz=221&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=13&amp;amp;sig2=Oy1istvA3kN94I7ZvKOQ2A&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;tbnid=xoR9-XV6kcNexM:&amp;amp;tbnh=149&amp;amp;tbnw=149&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dreading%26hl%3Den%26rls%3Dcom.microsoft:*%26sa%3DN%26um%3D1&amp;amp;ei=PgnNSYG2Aor0sAPSkZG9Bg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-4213731382090609659?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4213731382090609659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4213731382090609659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4213731382090609659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4213731382090609659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/Sc0KAcjnnhI/AAAAAAAAEMk/BxijVMT4Zb0/s72-c/walking+dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7257922420450626756</id><published>2009-02-17T23:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:28:38.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This time NEXT week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SZu4nQPP3EI/AAAAAAAAELY/QfemjlY6FUo/s1600-h/IMG_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SZu4nQPP3EI/AAAAAAAAELY/QfemjlY6FUo/s400/IMG_3325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304035970672221250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7257922420450626756?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7257922420450626756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7257922420450626756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7257922420450626756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7257922420450626756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-time-next-week.html' title='This time NEXT week...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SZu4nQPP3EI/AAAAAAAAELY/QfemjlY6FUo/s72-c/IMG_3325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5738475501992681425</id><published>2009-02-17T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T23:27:09.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not like the last time...</title><content type='html'>Things have slowed down a little around the old homestead - and so here's a little something for me to work on - and you, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!  But you probably will . . .I'm just saying.&lt;br /&gt;2.  What I create will be just for you.&lt;br /&gt;3.  It'll be done this year.  That gives me a good 10 1/2 months to get it done!&lt;br /&gt;4.  It will be a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so, and leave a comment telling me they did, win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-5738475501992681425?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5738475501992681425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5738475501992681425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5738475501992681425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5738475501992681425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-like-last-time.html' title='Not like the last time...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7017683213501501621</id><published>2009-02-15T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:12:20.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SZg-ztulSlI/AAAAAAAAELQ/RDZktz2Ecoc/s1600-h/IMG_2550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SZg-ztulSlI/AAAAAAAAELQ/RDZktz2Ecoc/s400/IMG_2550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303057619397986898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can you even stand it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7017683213501501621?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7017683213501501621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7017683213501501621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7017683213501501621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7017683213501501621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-days.html' title='10 Days...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SZg-ztulSlI/AAAAAAAAELQ/RDZktz2Ecoc/s72-c/IMG_2550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4301185754182827825</id><published>2009-02-15T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T08:13:47.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a name?</title><content type='html'>I did this instead of getting ready for church in a timely manner.  Now I have to hurry to be on time.  We all make choices, people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Your real name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chanel Marie Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 2. Witness Protection Name: (father's &amp;amp; mother's middle name):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan(a) Marie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 3. NASCAR Name: (first name of your mother's dad and father's dad):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 4. Star Wars Name: (first 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;letters&lt;/span&gt; of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Taych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 5. Spy Name: (favorite color &amp;amp; favorite animal):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Puffin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 6. Soap Opera Name: (middle name and town you were born):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie Portland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 7. Superhero name (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; color, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; drink and add "THE" to the beginning):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pink Roy Rogers (Hey that's awesome!  I have no idea what my power or cause would be...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 8. Fly Name: (first 2 letters of 1st name and last 2 letters of last name):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ch'ta&lt;/span&gt;...and pretty much - that's how I expect to be known from now on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 9. Street Name: (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; ice cream, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;fav&lt;/span&gt; cookie):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belgian Chocolate-Chocolate Plain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 10. Porn Name (pets name and street you live):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Basalt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 11. Your gangsta name; (first 3 letters of name plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;izzle&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaizzle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 12. Your Iraqi Name: (2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name and the last three letters of your last name):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Aamaellor&lt;/span&gt; Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 13. Your goth name:&lt;/span&gt; (black and the name of one of your pets):&lt;br /&gt;Black Florence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-4301185754182827825?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4301185754182827825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4301185754182827825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4301185754182827825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4301185754182827825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a name?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-3984461282284519516</id><published>2009-02-07T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:08:14.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shankapotamus...</title><content type='html'>My Dad may now have a new nickname on the course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CTlybfThauM&amp;hl=en&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/CTlybfThauM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&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/13645514-3984461282284519516?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/3984461282284519516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=3984461282284519516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3984461282284519516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3984461282284519516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/shankapotamus.html' title='Shankapotamus...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-407550744329552980</id><published>2009-02-07T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:30:44.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SY3FMoQCQVI/AAAAAAAAELA/6DIPn2NBAbE/s1600-h/HPIM2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SY3FMoQCQVI/AAAAAAAAELA/6DIPn2NBAbE/s400/HPIM2203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300109157238718802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 Days until he is home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-407550744329552980?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/407550744329552980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=407550744329552980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/407550744329552980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/407550744329552980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/countdown.html' title='Countdown...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SY3FMoQCQVI/AAAAAAAAELA/6DIPn2NBAbE/s72-c/HPIM2203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1032196486422657964</id><published>2009-02-07T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:02:02.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not about food...</title><content type='html'>I am so happy that Neil Gaiman won the Newbery this year.  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But this seems a little odd.  And I want some.  Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QbuXOopbWcE&amp;amp;hl=en&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/QbuXOopbWcE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes - I know that I haven't posted in forever - and now it's just videos - of foods.  I know.  I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-3715133397959219616?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/3715133397959219616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=3715133397959219616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3715133397959219616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3715133397959219616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/waitwhat.html' title='Wait...what?'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4612866247896408854</id><published>2009-02-07T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T08:03:02.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama...Scandal...Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PqQQrLPdyws&amp;hl=en&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/PqQQrLPdyws&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" 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/13645514-4612866247896408854?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4612866247896408854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4612866247896408854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4612866247896408854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4612866247896408854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/02/dramascandalhappiness.html' title='Drama...Scandal...Happiness'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1556003871369919033</id><published>2009-01-24T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T13:03:10.108-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun for today...</title><content type='html'>Oh, I agree with Miss Reyna - and you should head over &lt;a href="http://borrowedlight.blogspot.com/2009/01/jive-jive-jive-jive-jive-jive-jive.html" target="_blank"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;...and read some funny.  I laughed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-1556003871369919033?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1556003871369919033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1556003871369919033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1556003871369919033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1556003871369919033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/01/fun-for-today.html' title='Fun for today...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-981858291253027364</id><published>2009-01-18T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:33:21.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>I know it's been quite a while since I've posted...I don't know that I've really been up to all that much since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped family friends stage a musical honoring their grandparent's 50th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Chicago to ring in the new year with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Malleys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did finally go back to work after having a three week vacation!  Going back was a little rough but mostly we're all back in our routines - and we have a day off tomorrow to honor Martin Luther King, Jr. (WHEW!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the reorganizing of our ward.  We got plenty of new friends in our ward and it's been fantastic learning new names and figuring out where everyone sits.  Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Five Guys Burgers and Fries with a few of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Binghams&lt;/span&gt; - and then played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; with all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bingham&lt;/span&gt; friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw Australia which I loved - but then was sad to discover that the soundtrack is not available...boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a few fun dinners out with friends and fun dinners in with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: 2009 is shaping up nicely.  The pace has been slower than the previous few months and I am grateful for that.  Now I know that the reason I'm not "getting to things" is because I'm not interested in them, rather than my previous excuse, which was being "too busy."  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Recognition&lt;/span&gt; is the first step to healing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-981858291253027364?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/981858291253027364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=981858291253027364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/981858291253027364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/981858291253027364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8118123226452606203</id><published>2008-12-26T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:07:06.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The winner!</title><content type='html'>So - apparently I had a contest - and forgot to announce the winner and the prize!  To recap, here's the picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVVHwDnS3hI/AAAAAAAAEI4/E8FuaRW9fHY/s1600-h/100_2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVVHwDnS3hI/AAAAAAAAEI4/E8FuaRW9fHY/s400/100_2692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284208628718558738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the winner is:  A TIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graneldathudpucker.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Granelda Thudpucker &lt;/a&gt; who submitted: "You put your fork near my plate again...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://auctionroadtrip.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Art &lt;/a&gt; who submitted: "I got turkey on the plate and on the brain, but who's the turkey with the camera?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all and congrats to Granelda and Art!   Your prize of a cool new mix CD mastered by Miss Five will be in the mail soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-8118123226452606203?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8118123226452606203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8118123226452606203' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8118123226452606203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8118123226452606203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/winner.html' title='The winner!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVVHwDnS3hI/AAAAAAAAEI4/E8FuaRW9fHY/s72-c/100_2692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-9160052672150348778</id><published>2008-12-25T18:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:35:36.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So this is Christmas...</title><content type='html'>I have had a wonderful Christmas this year. The Taylor family is quite traditional and our Christmas Eve and Christmas Day traditions are pretty set in stone...except when one of the four members of our family is serving an &lt;a href="http://lasvegaswestmission.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt; LDS Mormon mission &lt;/a&gt;. Last year was a little rough as we weren't really sure how to DO Christmas without our boy. But this year we figured it out and, though different, our Christmas Eve and Christmas day have been wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRicGiGI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/RwqSDaWgiAs/s1600-h/100_2817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRicGiGI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/RwqSDaWgiAs/s400/100_2817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949719184640098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had our six Elderos over to enjoy Christmas eve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRZ401TI/AAAAAAAAEII/g2_mfhQ_zwo/s1600-h/100_2818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRZ401TI/AAAAAAAAEII/g2_mfhQ_zwo/s400/100_2818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949716889195826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing dominoes and eating treats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRIcnjFI/AAAAAAAAEIA/LiR4MRe32CU/s1600-h/100_2816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRIcnjFI/AAAAAAAAEIA/LiR4MRe32CU/s400/100_2816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949712207481938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We even had a stop-by of carol singers!  They sang a barbershop arrangement of Jingle Bells - so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRPLV-FI/AAAAAAAAEH4/beTq9s6Lw9A/s1600-h/100_2819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRPLV-FI/AAAAAAAAEH4/beTq9s6Lw9A/s400/100_2819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949714014074962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was time to open presents - all the Elderos got new ties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcQqVd1cI/AAAAAAAAEHw/1K_7ACKnvdA/s1600-h/100_2823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcQqVd1cI/AAAAAAAAEHw/1K_7ACKnvdA/s400/100_2823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283949704124421570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trixie opens some of her wonderful gifts.  That scarf isn't just keeping her warm...it's also the perfect accessory to her outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRdFUCLfYI/AAAAAAAAEIY/RKazW-YbspU/s1600-h/100_2826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRdFUCLfYI/AAAAAAAAEIY/RKazW-YbspU/s400/100_2826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283950608671014274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the picture before this one, Dad was making a really dumb face and it made us all laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRdFhJ4WvI/AAAAAAAAEIg/npqVazZHUkY/s1600-h/100_2829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRdFhJ4WvI/AAAAAAAAEIg/npqVazZHUkY/s400/100_2829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283950612192975602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I'm still laughing about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRdGAywHPI/AAAAAAAAEIo/wXnlLEqAGPY/s1600-h/100_2832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRdGAywHPI/AAAAAAAAEIo/wXnlLEqAGPY/s400/100_2832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283950620685901042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad and Miss Five - can you tell we're related?!  This is just as we were heading out the door this morning in search of eggs.  And the Safeway was out of eggs.  And the fourth location we tried had the needed eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&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/13645514-9160052672150348778?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/9160052672150348778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=9160052672150348778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/9160052672150348778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/9160052672150348778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-this-is-christmas.html' title='So this is Christmas...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SVRcRicGiGI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/RwqSDaWgiAs/s72-c/100_2817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6032260751873400452</id><published>2008-12-22T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:37:44.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to buy the world a Coke....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X23MoTtVplE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X23MoTtVplE&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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/13645514-6032260751873400452?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6032260751873400452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6032260751873400452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6032260751873400452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6032260751873400452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/id-like-to-buy-world-coke.html' title='I&apos;d like to buy the world a Coke....'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-5126383774440971104</id><published>2008-12-22T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:27:22.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Blogging!</title><content type='html'>So - it's a for REALS snow day here in Oregon...Taylors lost power - and we all know how Miss Five does without WiFi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm at work today with my Mom and I know it will be so exciting to read what I'm doing...so I'll keep updating through the day.  Maybe minute to minute...you don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:17 a.m.  I'm almost done drying my pant legs by the giant radial heater.  I may have 1st degree burns on my legs - the heater is THAT hot.  I've finished my egg McMuffin and am enjoying my water while I wait for Mom to give me my first project.  Also - there is easily a foot of snow outside.  And my Mom used a 7 inch plastic dustpan to "shovel" the walk.  You should have seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:28 a.m. I typed up a label for a shipment to Azerbaijnan and am now working on a new Christmas mix.  I have well over 24 hours of Christmas music and I think I'm going to send my mix to the radio station since all they have is "All I Want for Christmas is You" and "Oh Holy Night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30 a.m. The power is allegedly back on at our house - so hooray for PGE!  Woo Hoo!  I'm hoping we don't need to get a hotel room for the night - even though we packed for it!  We might need to get two rooms - one for Dad and Me and then another room for Mom and Kyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:41 a.m. Another of the staff members is coming to work...so I have to move computers.  But don't worry - this thrilling blow by blow of the day will keep coming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:13 p.m. I've been playing Scrabble online with my friend Matt who is in Russia.  It was so fun to chat with him and get totally creamed at Scrabble.  I was working really hard to avoid all the bonus squares.  SUCCESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:05 p.m. Actually been working for a little bit now - getting file labels typed up for the previous month's orders.  And waiting for the delicious lunch to arrive.  I'm pretty excited about that...pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:35 p.m. Lunch is over and now it's back to making more labels for files.  During lunch we were notified that the UPS driver was off in a ditch, waiting for a new  truck and a tow out of the ditch.  The driver also said, "If you want your packages to go out, you'll need to bring them to me.  That's what they told me to say!"  And we did want those packages to go out - so the packages were delivered to the ditch by the Intrepid Tundra Adventurers.  Now I have the radial heater going on my feet...what a day for "working!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:28 p.m.  I am discovering that my local friends who were traveling away may not be traveling away.  Am currently not working and instead trying to figure out how to help them save Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:46 p.m. Menu planning...and hoping I get it right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:00 p.m.  Just one hour of work left!  Har har har...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:26 p.m.  Just sent the last of the labels to the printer.  Now the trick will be getting them ONTO the files by the time Dad gets here at 5:00 p.m.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-5126383774440971104?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/5126383774440971104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=5126383774440971104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5126383774440971104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/5126383774440971104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/live-blogging.html' title='Live Blogging!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-22522564755799141</id><published>2008-12-21T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T10:06:23.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This never happens...</title><content type='html'>So...here in the NorthWest...they've canceled Christmas. I enjoyed a "snow day" every day last week. School was canceled, programs were canceled, parties were canceled, tennis was canceled. And here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYbuHhsI/AAAAAAAAEHY/9Tgik4EhEWk/s1600-h/IMG_4581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYbuHhsI/AAAAAAAAEHY/9Tgik4EhEWk/s400/IMG_4581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282304968245085890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy tons of snow in Beaverton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYEBPmhI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/nPTEAFeQJYs/s1600-h/IMG_4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYEBPmhI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/nPTEAFeQJYs/s400/IMG_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282304961882855954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view out the front door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYKx_72I/AAAAAAAAEHI/QQtmKnl8k0w/s1600-h/IMG_4582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYKx_72I/AAAAAAAAEHI/QQtmKnl8k0w/s400/IMG_4582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282304963697962850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There's easily over six inches of snow...and we just don't do that here in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EX6IfCWI/AAAAAAAAEHA/GUdqwjtaqsk/s1600-h/IMG_4590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EX6IfCWI/AAAAAAAAEHA/GUdqwjtaqsk/s400/IMG_4590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282304959228873058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view out the back.  Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They canceled church today - which means that all those choir rehearsals were in vain.  Well - not for me - I don't sing in the choir.  I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus concludes the weather report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-22522564755799141?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/22522564755799141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=22522564755799141' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/22522564755799141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/22522564755799141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-never-happens.html' title='This never happens...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SU6EYbuHhsI/AAAAAAAAEHY/9Tgik4EhEWk/s72-c/IMG_4581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-4579601341646915964</id><published>2008-12-16T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:45:09.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pudding...</title><content type='html'>They say the proof is in the pudding...well...here's our pudding.  Last night was the fifth annual Taylor Holiday Home Evening.  It was such a ball - even though several families were unable to attend due to the icy roads and dicey weather.  This year the Taylors perform &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Mamacita, donde esta, Santa Claus?"&lt;/span&gt; Please do enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uabRGGSmz_U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=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/uabRGGSmz_U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&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/13645514-4579601341646915964?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/4579601341646915964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=4579601341646915964' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4579601341646915964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/4579601341646915964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/pudding.html' title='The pudding...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7801532600242367924</id><published>2008-12-16T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:13:14.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few stills...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's always fun to get glimpse, isn't it? Here are a few pictures from the Holiday Home Evening...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljil7ieI/AAAAAAAAEGg/oUu5dRYttPc/s1600-h/P1040666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljil7ieI/AAAAAAAAEGg/oUu5dRYttPc/s400/P1040666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280652593091807714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trixie and Miss Five are the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mamacitas&lt;/span&gt;...and NO, I don't have a lazy eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljpKyqbI/AAAAAAAAEGY/CXzJGPgmd4s/s1600-h/DSC04988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljpKyqbI/AAAAAAAAEGY/CXzJGPgmd4s/s400/DSC04988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280652594857028018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Elderos&lt;/span&gt; are The Beach Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljfhX7iI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/BU7uHFplYD4/s1600-h/DSC04955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljfhX7iI/AAAAAAAAEGQ/BU7uHFplYD4/s400/DSC04955.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280652592267390498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mark...oh...my...word.  Isn't he delightful!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljENsfSI/AAAAAAAAEGI/whOl1paxYXg/s1600-h/DSC04991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljENsfSI/AAAAAAAAEGI/whOl1paxYXg/s400/DSC04991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280652584937094434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had amazing performances - Lexi and McKay (and their parents...I KNOW, RIGHT?!) were gangstas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUilixAeJ9I/AAAAAAAAEGA/DPax1vfF8Ls/s1600-h/P1040677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUilixAeJ9I/AAAAAAAAEGA/DPax1vfF8Ls/s400/P1040677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280652579781355474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neutral Mask...by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McDermotts&lt;/span&gt;.  I always get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; out by seeing neutral masks smiling...  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BAAA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I have one million pictures from last night - but if you want to see them all - you'll have to stop by and see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;slide show&lt;/span&gt;...and all the other performances.&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/13645514-7801532600242367924?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7801532600242367924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7801532600242367924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7801532600242367924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7801532600242367924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-stills.html' title='A few stills...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SUiljil7ieI/AAAAAAAAEGg/oUu5dRYttPc/s72-c/P1040666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-3864715926485241666</id><published>2008-12-15T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:51:46.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle survey...</title><content type='html'>This post comes from a survey - where all the answers come from song titles.  I put my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; library on Shuffle and then each song title was my answer to the question...please do enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;Traditions of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;That Fine Mister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;Olympic Hymn (Him?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, The Very Thought of Thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;Woodstock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;Bleeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;The Rain in Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;Love at Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ebudae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;Our Finest Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Need Anything But You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I Dance Myself to Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;The Ballad of Davey Crockett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;Heal Me, I'm Heartsick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;Circle of Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;The Joy You Feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Orpheus in the Underworld - Can Can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;Grow for Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;Metaphors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;Slouching Toward Bethlehem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;Magical Mystery Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;Loves Me Like A Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Drown in my Tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lovetown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Rich and Poor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in This World Can Stop Me Worrying 'Bout That Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;Feed the Birds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-3864715926485241666?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/3864715926485241666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=3864715926485241666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3864715926485241666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3864715926485241666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/shuffle-survey.html' title='Shuffle survey...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7487144757206030720</id><published>2008-12-13T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:47:59.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get on it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SURJby9yC6I/AAAAAAAAEF4/eCUDkrPYqRk/s1600-h/dmheader.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 58px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SURJby9yC6I/AAAAAAAAEF4/eCUDkrPYqRk/s400/dmheader.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279425405071264674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you haven't been over to &lt;a href="http://www.designmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Design Mom &lt;/a&gt; - you need to head over and get in on her &lt;a href="http://www.designmom.com/" target="_blank"&gt; Twelve Days of Christmas giveaways &lt;/a&gt;  - get clicking and commenting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-7487144757206030720?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7487144757206030720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7487144757206030720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7487144757206030720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7487144757206030720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/get-on-it.html' title='Get on it!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SURJby9yC6I/AAAAAAAAEF4/eCUDkrPYqRk/s72-c/dmheader.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7888456219936154446</id><published>2008-12-07T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:31:58.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominate State '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday night was the Oregon State High School Football Championship game...and I totally went to support Southridge High School - which has a lot of kids from church on the team. And, DUDE...they totally WON. Here are some pictures from the game...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dm8qayI/AAAAAAAAEFw/-26pS06L384/s1600-h/IMG_4516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dm8qayI/AAAAAAAAEFw/-26pS06L384/s400/IMG_4516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277302279251847970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I rode to the game with my doppelganger, Malia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dSb3JWI/AAAAAAAAEFo/0esP2YFf5Nc/s1600-h/IMG_4519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dSb3JWI/AAAAAAAAEFo/0esP2YFf5Nc/s400/IMG_4519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277302273745560930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH MAN... this guy had the most amazing hat.  I've never seen a Naugahyde hat in person...but this was spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dKnNlCI/AAAAAAAAEFg/Za3daG3P0T8/s1600-h/IMG_4526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dKnNlCI/AAAAAAAAEFg/Za3daG3P0T8/s400/IMG_4526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277302271645684770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It got quite cold.  And yes, I'm wearing pigtails with ribbons in the school colors.  I'm also wearing a shirt, a polar fleece vest, a scarf, and a denim jacket all UNDER the wool coat that you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-czNtKaI/AAAAAAAAEFY/r1aTI1LLcEk/s1600-h/IMG_4527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-czNtKaI/AAAAAAAAEFY/r1aTI1LLcEk/s400/IMG_4527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277302265364687266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the moment when we realized it was a done deal - and we were just seconds away from the win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-coW2HZI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/E3ka2GYCBH0/s1600-h/IMG_4528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-coW2HZI/AAAAAAAAEFQ/E3ka2GYCBH0/s400/IMG_4528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277302262450232722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final score and the HD jumbo-tron showing the winning team!  Way to go Skyhawks!&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/13645514-7888456219936154446?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7888456219936154446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7888456219936154446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7888456219936154446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7888456219936154446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/12/dominate-state-08.html' title='Dominate State &apos;08'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STy-dm8qayI/AAAAAAAAEFw/-26pS06L384/s72-c/IMG_4516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-7712412685145610038</id><published>2008-11-28T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:47:03.418-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAPTION CONTEST...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBYgfYNIFI/AAAAAAAAEEE/IPKvhhbgI2w/s1600-h/100_2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBYgfYNIFI/AAAAAAAAEEE/IPKvhhbgI2w/s400/100_2692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273812478852931666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture cracked me up...and so I'm hosting a caption contest.  The winner will get something special from Miss Five her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ownself&lt;/span&gt;!  Get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commentin&lt;/span&gt;' because the contest ends at 10:00 p.m. PST on Sunday, November 30, 2008!&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/13645514-7712412685145610038?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/7712412685145610038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=7712412685145610038' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7712412685145610038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/7712412685145610038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/caption-contest.html' title='CAPTION CONTEST...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBYgfYNIFI/AAAAAAAAEEE/IPKvhhbgI2w/s72-c/100_2692.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8411757120736680475</id><published>2008-11-28T12:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:44:39.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts and Crafts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Part of the Taylor Thanksgiving Feast of 2008 included arts and crafts.  Here's what we made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWsEgKfEI/AAAAAAAAED0/peD9yR1_pYg/s1600-h/100_2681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWsEgKfEI/AAAAAAAAED0/peD9yR1_pYg/s400/100_2681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273810478773730370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tu'itakau&lt;/span&gt; (from Tonga) in his pajamas wearing his matching blue turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWryQNo7I/AAAAAAAAEDs/DCQuSRnIZjY/s1600-h/100_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWryQNo7I/AAAAAAAAEDs/DCQuSRnIZjY/s400/100_2682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273810473874990002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mark - he's sure excited about HIS turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBXH6G8xKI/AAAAAAAAED8/rWq3_Jx_r98/s1600-h/100_2709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBXH6G8xKI/AAAAAAAAED8/rWq3_Jx_r98/s400/100_2709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273810957019956386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jordin&lt;/span&gt; (who DID make a turkey head-dress) and Trixie sporting her pink turkey.  Trixie was all pink yesterday - and sure looked great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWrRSq-6I/AAAAAAAAEDk/lLg9dTuJqR4/s1600-h/100_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWrRSq-6I/AAAAAAAAEDk/lLg9dTuJqR4/s400/100_2684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273810465026931618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elder Gray (from Utah) colored his turkey beautifully, but wasn't so safe with his scissors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWqWO4b9I/AAAAAAAAEDU/FK7yCoxOc0M/s1600-h/100_2703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWqWO4b9I/AAAAAAAAEDU/FK7yCoxOc0M/s400/100_2703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273810449173344210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JANE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boland&lt;/span&gt; in her turkey head-dress.  Excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWqyQ8r2I/AAAAAAAAEDc/pWgDgdKf10c/s1600-h/100_2696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWqyQ8r2I/AAAAAAAAEDc/pWgDgdKf10c/s400/100_2696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273810456698204002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Elder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kavanaugh&lt;/span&gt; (from California) got very creative with his turkey - including one wing that was purple and the other that was blue. &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/13645514-8411757120736680475?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8411757120736680475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8411757120736680475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8411757120736680475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8411757120736680475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/arts-and-crafts.html' title='Arts and Crafts...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBWsEgKfEI/AAAAAAAAED0/peD9yR1_pYg/s72-c/100_2681.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6332201885120599232</id><published>2008-11-28T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T12:35:18.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Feast</title><content type='html'>The Taylor family had quite a departure from our normal Thanksgiving day festivities...we had people OVER! And we had such a wonderful time...check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUAzcnsuI/AAAAAAAAECs/RdIAoPfuCRE/s1600-h/100_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUAzcnsuI/AAAAAAAAECs/RdIAoPfuCRE/s400/100_2666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273807536437834466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am especially proud that we had seats for all 17 people!  No one had to sit on a piano bench or on the floor or anything! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUBRPoGMI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Xf1CoMJ8YHM/s1600-h/100_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUBRPoGMI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Xf1CoMJ8YHM/s400/100_2670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273807544436398274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also had matching "service" for everyone.  Well, one table was it's own set of china/stemware/silverware...but everything matched, DUDE!  Awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUB8PweOI/AAAAAAAAEC8/gKFwu94vsnU/s1600-h/100_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUB8PweOI/AAAAAAAAEC8/gKFwu94vsnU/s400/100_2688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273807555979671778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Featured here: Elder Cook, Jane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boland&lt;/span&gt; and the back of Nikki's head.  Nikki followed the rules that pajamas were to be worn.  But everyone WAS dressed comfortably - and really, that's what matters most, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUCIZmr9I/AAAAAAAAEDE/Ktempv4Q6KQ/s1600-h/100_2694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUCIZmr9I/AAAAAAAAEDE/Ktempv4Q6KQ/s400/100_2694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273807559242198994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking from the dining room into the living room.  Featured here is Merrie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Boland&lt;/span&gt;, then at the next table (left to right) Bobby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boland&lt;/span&gt;, Jane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boland's&lt;/span&gt; head, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jordin&lt;/span&gt; Roth, Elder Cook's head, and Nikki's hair. Mom sat in that empty chair.  At the furthest table you can see me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Petie&lt;/span&gt;.  Josh also sat with us, but had stepped away from the table when this picture was taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUCa1XQUI/AAAAAAAAEDM/90Yb0IjCk_E/s1600-h/100_2716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUCa1XQUI/AAAAAAAAEDM/90Yb0IjCk_E/s400/100_2716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273807564190466370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After dinner, games were played...like "Wash the dishes!!" and "Store the leftovers!" and "Where's the PIE?!"  We also had rousing games of Apples to Apples and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dominos&lt;/span&gt;.  I also tried to box Jonah on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.  I was not successful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so delighted by the day - and had so much fun with people that I loved.  And I really do love all the people that joined us yesterday.  Happy Thanksgiving!&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/13645514-6332201885120599232?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6332201885120599232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6332201885120599232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6332201885120599232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6332201885120599232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/feast.html' title='The Feast'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/STBUAzcnsuI/AAAAAAAAECs/RdIAoPfuCRE/s72-c/100_2666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8930919746896588714</id><published>2008-11-27T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:49:00.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving to you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1CndP1fYC0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=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/1CndP1fYC0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&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/13645514-8930919746896588714?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8930919746896588714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8930919746896588714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8930919746896588714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8930919746896588714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-to-you.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving to you!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-3596145895694545322</id><published>2008-11-09T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:43:10.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm looking forward to this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRe71ITDlpI/AAAAAAAAECU/0eKFSWCbUEA/s1600-h/3017469999_a6dac9e2c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRe71ITDlpI/AAAAAAAAECU/0eKFSWCbUEA/s400/3017469999_a6dac9e2c7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266884810667955858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRe7hc4_krI/AAAAAAAAECM/KCy5HapNELY/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRe7hc4_krI/AAAAAAAAECM/KCy5HapNELY/s400/spaceball.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266884472598401714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-3596145895694545322?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/3596145895694545322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=3596145895694545322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3596145895694545322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/3596145895694545322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-looking-forward-to-this.html' title='I&apos;m looking forward to this...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRe71ITDlpI/AAAAAAAAECU/0eKFSWCbUEA/s72-c/3017469999_a6dac9e2c7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-6533368368868476311</id><published>2008-11-08T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:33:56.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail order...</title><content type='html'>Dear Seth -&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't what you wanted for me - but I had do go with what my heart told me.  I surely do love the iPhone - but all I really want is a phone.  Just a phone.  I have my amazing Touch, for which I am still grateful, and that does all the other jobs I might need.  I'll let you know when it arrives - but here is what I am expecting in the mail in just a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRXMGT2k-9I/AAAAAAAAECE/p1AHkAKQRlc/s1600-h/samsung-juke-for-verizon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRXMGT2k-9I/AAAAAAAAECE/p1AHkAKQRlc/s400/samsung-juke-for-verizon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266339748060134354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love -&lt;br /&gt;Miss Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image via &lt;a href="http://www.howtomobile.com/images/samsung-juke-for-verizon.JPG" target="_blank"&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-6533368368868476311?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/6533368368868476311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=6533368368868476311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6533368368868476311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/6533368368868476311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/mail-order.html' title='Mail order...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SRXMGT2k-9I/AAAAAAAAECE/p1AHkAKQRlc/s72-c/samsung-juke-for-verizon.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-2158355338144003736</id><published>2008-11-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:07:18.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AUTISM: The Musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyarQNyULI/AAAAAAAAEBs/cWMgfcFIrK4/s1600-h/mainimage_postpremiere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyarQNyULI/AAAAAAAAEBs/cWMgfcFIrK4/s400/mainimage_postpremiere.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263752132367110322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You should find yourdelf a copy of this &lt;a href="http://www.autismthemusical.com/index.php?session=myhomepage&amp;amp;id=" target="_blank"&gt; documentary&lt;/a&gt; - and see it.  Even if you've only ever just heard of autism - this is such a beautiful film.  Seriously - see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13645514-2158355338144003736?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/2158355338144003736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=2158355338144003736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2158355338144003736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/2158355338144003736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/autism-musical.html' title='AUTISM: The Musical'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyarQNyULI/AAAAAAAAEBs/cWMgfcFIrK4/s72-c/mainimage_postpremiere.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8577373503450096128</id><published>2008-11-01T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:11:38.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOOKY!</title><content type='html'>I hope you all had a wonderful Halloween, full of tricks and treats!  We had a wonderful Halloween - with the local zone of missionaries coming over for a night of festive fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLxIBsKtI/AAAAAAAAEBM/v-AGaalOovU/s1600-h/101_2541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLxIBsKtI/AAAAAAAAEBM/v-AGaalOovU/s400/101_2541.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735740573690578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We set the scene with spooky lights and jack o'lanterns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLxxZlv9I/AAAAAAAAEBU/vLLpnOC2fzY/s1600-h/101_2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLxxZlv9I/AAAAAAAAEBU/vLLpnOC2fzY/s400/101_2532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735751679786962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had dinner including BBQ ribs and funeral potatoes.  Spooky, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLyYoNyQI/AAAAAAAAEBc/RBf7aYcqzX4/s1600-h/101_2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLyYoNyQI/AAAAAAAAEBc/RBf7aYcqzX4/s400/101_2548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735762210113794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trixie and Corky, out on the patio, cooking ribs and enjoying some, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLyz5IVKI/AAAAAAAAEBk/04RdxVEj2u4/s1600-h/101_2551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLyz5IVKI/AAAAAAAAEBk/04RdxVEj2u4/s400/101_2551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263735769528816802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then - the grande finale - the roasted pig arrived.  It was awesome!  And while you can't get the full scope - we had about eleven companionships of Elders, plus our family and some friends who stopped by.  Spooky fun for everyone!&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/13645514-8577373503450096128?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8577373503450096128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8577373503450096128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8577373503450096128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8577373503450096128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/spooky.html' title='SPOOKY!'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyLxIBsKtI/AAAAAAAAEBM/v-AGaalOovU/s72-c/101_2541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-8905884215249558619</id><published>2008-11-01T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:47:33.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A great tool for the arsenal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will soon be adding this super-cool &lt;a href="http://www.harrietcarter.com/index.cfm/fuseaction/product.detail/_/Candle-Carver/productID/4b84ff58-1920-413e-ab4c-a1a00e0b6f85/" target="_blank"&gt; candle carver &lt;/a&gt;  to my bag of party tricks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyHx14ZZkI/AAAAAAAAEBE/1Mf0J5jzlyQ/s1600-h/8395.zoom.a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyHx14ZZkI/AAAAAAAAEBE/1Mf0J5jzlyQ/s400/8395.zoom.a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263731354836231746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And you can use it on just about anything and how fun would that be for a party?&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/13645514-8905884215249558619?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/8905884215249558619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=8905884215249558619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8905884215249558619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/8905884215249558619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-tool-for-arsenal.html' title='A great tool for the arsenal...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQyHx14ZZkI/AAAAAAAAEBE/1Mf0J5jzlyQ/s72-c/8395.zoom.a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13645514.post-1095645896731551818</id><published>2008-10-28T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:02:10.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors...</title><content type='html'>We had a great time with the Ottley girls visiting us...can't you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPq8NtrlI/AAAAAAAAD_8/Wl2wpe2IXRM/s1600-h/101_2454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPq8NtrlI/AAAAAAAAD_8/Wl2wpe2IXRM/s400/101_2454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403026230816338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ruthanne gets ready to color...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPrkq6f2I/AAAAAAAAEAE/9WMb7pnwp4Y/s1600-h/101_2455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPrkq6f2I/AAAAAAAAEAE/9WMb7pnwp4Y/s400/101_2455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403037090709346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Abby is ready to make some art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPsIDa_OI/AAAAAAAAEAM/eIVsWTCsQaA/s1600-h/101_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPsIDa_OI/AAAAAAAAEAM/eIVsWTCsQaA/s400/101_2456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403046588742882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and the girls all went on a walk to see the many leaves that are all around - and brought many beauties back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPs53NOiI/AAAAAAAAEAU/Qlshuj9MibE/s1600-h/101_2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPs53NOiI/AAAAAAAAEAU/Qlshuj9MibE/s400/101_2460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403059959282210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They even did their homework while they were here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPtblQjAI/AAAAAAAAEAc/a6jZdQsuan4/s1600-h/101_2494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPtblQjAI/AAAAAAAAEAc/a6jZdQsuan4/s400/101_2494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403069010807810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.portlandcm.org/" target="_blank"&gt; Portland Children's Museum &lt;/a&gt; - and made some creations in the ceramics studio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfQfDPUujI/AAAAAAAAEAs/6T2X_0MaiWM/s1600-h/101_2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfQfDPUujI/AAAAAAAAEAs/6T2X_0MaiWM/s400/101_2509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403921469815346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then the doctor met with some patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfQeT5CvmI/AAAAAAAAEAk/oGbHn_BD2pU/s1600-h/101_2508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfQeT5CvmI/AAAAAAAAEAk/oGbHn_BD2pU/s400/101_2508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403908759895650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Doctor Abby gets ready to see her patients...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfQfYvS6HI/AAAAAAAAEA0/mN2b16ghBJU/s1600-h/101_2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfQfYvS6HI/AAAAAAAAEA0/mN2b16ghBJU/s400/101_2512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262403927241058418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And in the end - we all went shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The girls are now up in Seattle on the next leg of their journey - and I hope they had as much fun as we did!&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/13645514-1095645896731551818?l=judysparlor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/feeds/1095645896731551818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13645514&amp;postID=1095645896731551818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1095645896731551818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13645514/posts/default/1095645896731551818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://judysparlor.blogspot.com/2008/10/visitors.html' title='Visitors...'/><author><name>Miss Five</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08353954935456719170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/9/1208/1600/images1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nkyZgEb9TPc/SQfPq8NtrlI/AAAAAAAAD_8/Wl2wpe2IXRM/s72-c/101_2454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
