<?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-1714926389093261268</id><updated>2011-11-13T15:33:37.746-06:00</updated><category term='birthday'/><category term='crafting'/><category term='peace'/><category term='favorites'/><category term='news'/><category term='movies'/><category term='James'/><category term='music'/><category term='work hard'/><category term='instructions'/><category term='UMC'/><category term='faith'/><category term='diversions'/><category term='endings'/><category term='help'/><category term='Beginnings'/><category term='wacky'/><category term='memories'/><category term='`'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='family'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Holly Cat'/><category term='complicated'/><category term='totally awesome'/><category term='grandma'/><category term='Elmer'/><category term='snow'/><category term='work'/><category term='kids'/><category term='friends'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>You're Pretty &amp; Smart</title><subtitle type='html'>The two things that you need to say 
to get me to do anything.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-7433322403098860964</id><published>2011-09-11T16:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:13:11.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear is Not the Only Force</title><content type='html'>Here is the poem that I wrote &lt;a href="http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-next-day-and-next.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt; for this date.&amp;nbsp; I still believe what it says, and I hope that we have moved closer to understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that fear is not the only force at work in the world today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of it.&lt;br /&gt;The hate that those people had for our nation.&lt;br /&gt;The hate that my fellow countrymen have for the religon that has been tried, and convicted in the court of public opinion.&lt;br /&gt;My heart has been changed.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants the same forgiveness that God had for our whole world.&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart breaks more for the ignorant hate that seems to have invaded our politics, our schools, and our religions around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you pray for them too?  My daily struggle is to hope that the same forgivness that I have found in my religion can be found in the hearts of our brothers and sisters around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-7433322403098860964?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7433322403098860964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/09/fear-is-not-only-force.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7433322403098860964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7433322403098860964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/09/fear-is-not-only-force.html' title='Fear is Not the Only Force'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-2410066001221207925</id><published>2011-09-09T08:00:00.037-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T08:00:13.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Going to be Great!</title><content type='html'>Have a mentioned that I am going to be a great-aunt?&amp;nbsp; ﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacey and Jason Lee are going to be having a boy very soon.&amp;nbsp; I am excited to be planning some baby centered knitting projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1cz_zWA3T8/TmloAl1riNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/k6LN422al7U/s1600/Lacey+adn+Jason.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1cz_zWA3T8/TmloAl1riNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/k6LN422al7U/s320/Lacey+adn+Jason.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason &amp;amp; Lacey&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;"Heather", you say, "I don't think that you're old enough to be a great aunt."&amp;nbsp; Well this, my friend, is not the case.&amp;nbsp; Here is the break down of the family tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am married to James.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;James is about 7 years older than me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;James has a sister, Sherri.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sherri is about 16 years older than James.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This makes Sherri about 22 years older than me, and the same age as my mother.&amp;nbsp; By the way, this isn't weird at all (note sarcasm).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sherri's kids are only slightly younger than me, and are both newly weds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stacy is Sherri's youngset and was just married&amp;nbsp;in June to a great guy named Jason.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sherri's oldest, his name is&amp;nbsp;also Jason,&amp;nbsp;is married to Lacey.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have to use last names in this group!&amp;nbsp; It can get confusing, and with my mother-in-law's hearing problems...well, don't get me started! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jason and Lacey are going to be parents soon, making James and me Great Uncle and Aunt.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VE5Y2UTDbU/TmlnGPeROaI/AAAAAAAAAgg/08YlxW7hqWs/s1600/Caleb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VE5Y2UTDbU/TmlnGPeROaI/AAAAAAAAAgg/08YlxW7hqWs/s320/Caleb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb and my sister&amp;nbsp;(just kidding, Meg!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being an aunt.&amp;nbsp; Caleb is the coolest kid, but he lives in Virginia, and I don't get to see him very often.&amp;nbsp; I think that being a great aunt to a great nephew will be great, but only based on my aunt experience with Caleb, the nephew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-2410066001221207925?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2410066001221207925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-going-to-be-great.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2410066001221207925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2410066001221207925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-going-to-be-great.html' title='It&apos;s Going to be Great!'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e1cz_zWA3T8/TmloAl1riNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/k6LN422al7U/s72-c/Lacey+adn+Jason.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-6501445693663593070</id><published>2011-09-07T23:34:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:33:17.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; "You have an old soul."&amp;nbsp; What does that mean?&amp;nbsp; Is it a compliment?&amp;nbsp; What makes someone think that about a person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A few weeks ago, as the Friday&amp;nbsp;afternoon was winding down at work, I was asked about my weekend plans.&amp;nbsp; I said that I was going to be going to a couple friends’ wedding anniversary party.&amp;nbsp; It was their 50&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary party.&amp;nbsp; I am 31 years old.&amp;nbsp; John and Betty are in their 70’s, and I honestly call them friend. &amp;nbsp;At the moment that I was telling about the 50&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; wedding anniversary party I was tickled that my co-workers didn’t think it was weird that I was friends with people that were so superior to me in age.&amp;nbsp; In fact, the very next weekend I went to another friend’s birthday party.&amp;nbsp; She turned 64.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When I think about the cast that I call friends, it is diverse in age.&amp;nbsp; The group of friends includes people that are several years my junior, many that are in the same peer group as my parents, and yet still a fair number that are contemporaries of my grandparents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am very involved in a church that is muti-generational, and perhaps this is one reason for this group of friends.&amp;nbsp; Maybe another reason that my posse is this way could be the group of caregivers my mother chose for me as a child.&amp;nbsp; I spent a lot of time with my grandparents growing up.&amp;nbsp; Many weekends were spent in a tent in the formal living room on Coral Ridge Circle.&amp;nbsp; (I know that sounds weird, but hey I had fun.)&amp;nbsp; I remember two women that lived in the apartment complex where we (my mom and I until 10th grade)&amp;nbsp;resided.&amp;nbsp; If I ever forgot my key I was always welcome to stay at their house until my mother arrived from work.&amp;nbsp; The secret is now out that sometimes I had my key when I ended up at their place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When I pointed out to my co-workers the fact that I was attending the 50&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; wedding anniversary party, and that they didn’t make a comment or blink an eye Tamara offered, “It’s because you are an old soul.”&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;I don’t know what that means, but I like the descriptor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-6501445693663593070?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6501445693663593070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6501445693663593070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6501445693663593070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/09/old-soul.html' title='Old Soul'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5427500679348217911</id><published>2011-02-07T14:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T14:41:42.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Did They Know?</title><content type='html'>For the past few years I have been given the amazing task to teach the Confirmation class at &lt;a href="http://stjohnsaustin.org/"&gt;Saint John's UMC&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have seen two classes of sixth grade students confirm their baptisms, and be welcomed as members in their own right to our church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many Sunday's are challenging for me.&amp;nbsp; I want to give these students a gift that I was so lucky to have been given, and I sometimes forget that they are only eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday was one of the weeks that makes my work worth it.&amp;nbsp; This week's lesson was about Communion. We were all sharing about the different ways that we have seen communion being done or how we have taken it before. I shared with them a story that a mentor of mine, John Anderson, shared with us in my adult Bible study a few weeks ago. I was telling them about a group of WWII POW's that went through the motion of taking the elements and saying the words of the last supper without actually having the elements present. I told them that&amp;nbsp;after the POW's&amp;nbsp;release they talked about how this act gave them a little peace during their trying ordeal. I was trying to convey to them that God is immanent and really with us always, and to that it's important to do certain things in a very deliberate manner to remind us of that fact. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my students asked a very important question about his story... How did they (the POW's) know that it was the beginning of the month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about this question all day, my immediate answer was that at our church we take communion once a month, and that its not ONLY allowed at the beginning of the month.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I forwarded this story to several folks that I depend on for guidance and for strength in my own faith journey to see what their thoughts were. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Here are a few responses: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Sheri Jones:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear one,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Does it matter what day of the week or what week of the month? I assume they just took it when they felt the need. Personally, I would like to take it every Sunday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faith, Hope, Love, and Joy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sheri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Paul Escamilla:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;My goodness, Heather--this is a good question. You must have a very bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;group...!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm thinking the question is related to the fact that "the beginning of the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;month" is when many modern Protestants (including most United Methodists)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;generally observe Holy Communion in Sunday worship, right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Monthly communion is a fairly modern invention. In mainstream Christendom,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;weekly gatherings generally included the eucharist, or communion, from the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;very beginnings of the Christian community until around the 18th century,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when on the North American continent the burgeoning frontier churches were&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too thin on clergy to have regular observances of the sacrament.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Wesley, for example, often received communion daily, and sometimes even more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;frequently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So . . . those who needed to be assured of the presence of God through their&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ordeal in prison camps were able to summon that assurance whenever needed,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just as communion can be celebrated in any context, at any time. And, yes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as you say, these rituals have meanings far beyond our ability to quantify&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;them, including reminding us of the constant, nourishing presence of God in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our midst, and in our very being.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Make sense? ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From John Anderson:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Heather-- I cannot add anything to Pastor Paul's total explanation and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;observation. And thank you, for remembering my Emmaus story about the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;POW's--what a dynamic church family we are blessed to have!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Georjean Blanton:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Heather,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have little to add to what Paul wrote. It might be a teaching moment for them about communion as one of the "means of grace", as John Wesley called them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Georjean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;It does make sense to me that the mystery&amp;nbsp;of God&amp;nbsp;cannot be quantified, and&amp;nbsp;his power is limitless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5427500679348217911?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5427500679348217911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-did-they-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5427500679348217911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5427500679348217911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2011/02/how-did-they-know.html' title='How Did They Know?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-2657660475979186297</id><published>2010-09-22T10:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T11:05:44.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Burn a Bridge</title><content type='html'>This Thanksgiving will the three year mark since I was laid off (the first time).&amp;nbsp; The decision was business, and I understand that in my head.&amp;nbsp; In my heart I had a lot of emotion.&amp;nbsp; I have written a lot about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure where I learned it (probably from &lt;a href="http://www.thelongwaytokansas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eva Jordan&lt;/a&gt;) that you should never burn a bridge.&amp;nbsp; You just never know when you will need it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TJog4GZcWgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1bGihSudURs/s1600/carrick-a-rede-rope-bridge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TJog4GZcWgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1bGihSudURs/s400/carrick-a-rede-rope-bridge.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I think about this idiom I imagine a narrow rope and wood plank bridge stretched accross a very high canyon.&amp;nbsp; I don't really fear a "fire" but rather the ends of said rope and wood plank bridge giving out, or being cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the past&amp;nbsp;five months I have been back to work for the company that let me go almost three years ago.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have been working in a "temporary" capacity until now.&amp;nbsp; On Friday, I will start in my "permanant" capacity.&amp;nbsp; I kind of laugh at the notion of being a "permanant" employee because I have been "permanant" before, so really what does that mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I could say that they wanted me back because I am Pretty &amp;amp; Smart, but that is not the whole story.&amp;nbsp; Five months ago a friend that I worked with in my previous engagement here said that I was looking for a job.&amp;nbsp; I got on because when I left, I left with grace and kept my hard feelings to myself, and to those who would not use them against me (ego kind of stuff).&amp;nbsp; I didn't burn, or cut down that bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in an office that I really like, and working with a great group.&amp;nbsp; I am glad that I am here, and glad that I can rest my mind for a little while.&amp;nbsp; Can't rest on your laurels either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-2657660475979186297?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2657660475979186297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/never-burn-bridge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2657660475979186297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2657660475979186297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/never-burn-bridge.html' title='Never Burn a Bridge'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TJog4GZcWgI/AAAAAAAAAgI/1bGihSudURs/s72-c/carrick-a-rede-rope-bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5084892227482089283</id><published>2010-09-21T21:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:19:02.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Read the Blog</title><content type='html'>When the JorMats left the country I was put into a position that I had not been in before. I have been put in a lot of these different spaces, but the one that still stands out to me now 4 months later is the question, "How are your parents." I have heard many variations, "How are the folks?", "Where are they now?", "When are they coming home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been the JorMat's daughter for about 30 years now, and I am not used to being asked about my parents so many times.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this post in jest because what they are doing is so wonderful. I am so glad that they are able to get to do go on a world wide adventure. They are really a minority. They have a lot to be envied for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I?&amp;nbsp; In the past four months James and I have increased our fold by 2 dogs and 5 cats. I have had to figure out how to the get the electricity turned back on after a bird ran into the transformer. The fridge died, and I din't know what to do about that!&amp;nbsp; We now have a water leak that is slowly turning the front yard into the Elroy Bayou.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot to do at our house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There are sooooo many lives to take care of.&amp;nbsp; James and I are busy becoming stronger partners for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me.&amp;nbsp; Ask me how they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are Pretty &amp;amp; Smart.&amp;nbsp; Read the &lt;a href="http://thelongwaytokansas.blogspot.com/"&gt;JorMat blog&lt;/a&gt;--Mom gives better&amp;nbsp;details than I can.&amp;nbsp; I am sure a book will be written too, and as soon as I have the information on that I will pass it along.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am Pretty &amp;amp; Smart too.&amp;nbsp; I am busy building character, and lengthening the apron strings.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for asking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5084892227482089283?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5084892227482089283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-used-to-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5084892227482089283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5084892227482089283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-used-to-this.html' title='Read the Blog'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-7845978183994930933</id><published>2010-09-13T20:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:08:43.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Next Day, and the Next.</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was the 9th anniversary of that fateful &amp;amp; tragic day in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does move on, doesn't it?  I know that that day for my generation has been likened to assasinations of great leaders, and presidents from our parent's generation.  I know that I have not forgotten about it, but the event has moved further to the back of my mind as the years have multiplied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the last semester of my junior year. (I only had two- I had three semesters as a senior, but that is a different post.)  I was in class.  I was taking a marketing class, when the professor came in to tell us what had happened.  After class the whole business department gathered in the lobby of the building to watch as the second plane crash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the days before this girl owned a cell phone, and you should have seen how many messages were on my machine when I got home!  My mother had been sent home from her state government job, and had called about 15 times to check on me.  My dad had called a few times too.  We just didn't know what was going on, or what to expect next.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with friends followed. We all wanted to be comforted.  I am not sure how we were able to get anything in with them hanging on the floor.  Then the next day, then the next day, then the next.  9 years later the next day and the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, while trying my best to coif my hair to perfection, and listening to the news on my local NPR station I was turned to tears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still unable to wrap by brain around what really happened. Still trying to understand how there can be so much hate towards my culture.  I am still troubled by all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of it.&lt;br /&gt;The hate that those people had for our nation.&lt;br /&gt;The hate that my fellow countrymen have for the religon that has been tried, and convicted in the court of public opinion.&lt;br /&gt;My heart has been changed.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wants the same forgiveness that God had for our whole world.&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart breaks more for the ignorant hate that seems to have invaded our politics, our schools, and our religions around the world.&lt;br /&gt;Won't you pray for them too?  My daily struggle is to hope that the same forgivness that I have found in my religion can be found in the hearts of our brothers and sisters around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's Speed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-7845978183994930933?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7845978183994930933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-next-day-and-next.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7845978183994930933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7845978183994930933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-next-day-and-next.html' title='And the Next Day, and the Next.'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1225863807442242566</id><published>2010-09-05T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T11:30:30.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Prayer</title><content type='html'>Glorious God, source of joy and righteousness, enable us as redeemed and forgiven children evermore to rejoice in singing your praises. Grant that what we sing with our lips we may believe in our hearts, and what we believe  in our hearts we may practice in our lives; so that being doers of the Word and not hearers only, we may receive everlasting life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-1225863807442242566?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1225863807442242566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/morning-prayer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1225863807442242566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1225863807442242566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/09/morning-prayer.html' title='Morning Prayer'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-3082300385478742638</id><published>2010-08-27T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T19:14:23.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wacky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elmer'/><title type='text'>Elmer is a Dragasaur!</title><content type='html'>One day several weeks ago my day started off really bad.&amp;nbsp; I will not get into it here, as it has been resolved.&amp;nbsp; I walked into one of my bosses (I currently have 3) office, and told her that I was leaving and when I returned could she please pretend that it was 8:30.&amp;nbsp; I needed to start my day again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging through her desk drawers she came up with two options to keep me there.&amp;nbsp; One a mini bottle of Jack Daniels.&amp;nbsp; Only to be used in extreme emergencies, and she thought that this situation qualified.&amp;nbsp; The second option was a McDonald's Happy Meal toy.&amp;nbsp; I took the second option, after all I was expected to stay AND work.&amp;nbsp; A little JD would not have been helpful.&amp;nbsp; The office administrator, Stephanie,&amp;nbsp;offered her 20 multi colered sharpies, and I got to work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmer was born.&amp;nbsp; (His name was also supplied by Stephanie.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmer has been on many adventrues with me.&amp;nbsp; People do sometimes think its a little weird when I pull out this little plastic toy, but I think its fun and funny in a little bit of an off sort of way.&amp;nbsp; Really I blame one of my college roommates (Mary) for making me this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the latest adventures of Elmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F107589651260589378211%2Falbumid%2F5510243189260058081%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCK3bw6ecz-i7jQE%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-3082300385478742638?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3082300385478742638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/08/elmer-is-dragasaur.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3082300385478742638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3082300385478742638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/08/elmer-is-dragasaur.html' title='Elmer is a Dragasaur!'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-8374575580891668035</id><published>2010-07-20T08:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:35:58.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creamy Jalapeno Dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TEWpguR1DBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/N2uzfb-rV7o/s1600/Creamy+Jalapeno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TEWpguR1DBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/N2uzfb-rV7o/s320/Creamy+Jalapeno.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A friend gave me the basics for the recipie, and here is how I made it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One big container of cottage cheese.&amp;nbsp; One medium container of sour cream.&amp;nbsp; One packet of Ranch Dressing mix. One bunch of cilantro (stems and all).&amp;nbsp; Two jalapenos (I removed the seeds, and my dip is not spicy, just flavored).&amp;nbsp; Dump in the blunder and hit liquify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Easy.&amp;nbsp; Do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-8374575580891668035?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8374575580891668035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/07/creamy-jalapeno-dip.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8374575580891668035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8374575580891668035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/07/creamy-jalapeno-dip.html' title='Creamy Jalapeno Dip'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TEWpguR1DBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/N2uzfb-rV7o/s72-c/Creamy+Jalapeno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-6146660157046632087</id><published>2010-06-22T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T06:40:09.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complicated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='`'/><title type='text'>Ch-ch-ch Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TCCfgWC6AWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-THn9maq2l4/s1600/DSCN0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TCCfgWC6AWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-THn9maq2l4/s320/DSCN0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a week it has been.  The past 7 days have been filled with to the brim with changes.  “My cup runneth over” takes on a whole new meaning for me.  My cup is running over, and I can’t find the turn off valve, and I don’t have enough towels to soak everything up!  I have had no choice, but to wade around in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last Tuesday marked the last morning I woke up in my old home.  It marked the last time I got ready in my old bathroom.  I really liked the duplex.  It was our first home that we lived in only as married people.  It was the first home that Dotty knew us and our family together.  It was a good place for James and I to be together, and in our own space all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last Wednesday, the &lt;a href="http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/p/pretty-smart-glossary.html"&gt;JorMats&lt;/a&gt; (pictured) left the state and the lower 48.  They started their world adventure.  You can read about their adventure on &lt;a href="http://thelongwaytokansas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eva’s blog&lt;/a&gt;.  I suggest starting on the &lt;a href="http://thelongwaytokansas.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2010-02-27T21%3A46%3A00-06%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=10"&gt;1st page&lt;/a&gt;.  It explains why it’s called The Long Way to Kansas. (I came up with the name.)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last Thursday and Friday were days to get all the odds and ends into boxes to get ready for Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was moving day!  7:45 the door bell rang and in an instant (actually 1.5 hours) all of our worldly possessions were in a truck and on the move.  I am so glad that we hired movers.  I think we would still be moving (instead of still unpacking) if it wouldn’t have been for them.  Saturday night James had a back spasm, so he was down for  Sunday cleaning!  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sunday I spent 6 hours and two trips to get the last of our stuff &amp;amp; dirt out of 6201 Parkwood Drive.  I could have used the help, but I did have a good time.  Here’s why.  I had time to think and meditate.  During my cleaning I was sort of in prayer.  Prayer for the next steps in my life,  and in our life.  Prayer for the JorMats that they are safe and careful, and full of adventure and that they come back to me.  Prayer for the new family that will live where we have lived and grown  for the past three years.   I was tired yesterday morning when I got up, but I am home.  (Home, home on the range, where the dogs and the kitty cats play.  Home, home on the range…)  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It isn’t as strange as you'd think to be renting your parents house.  As a kid I only lived here for 3 months (the summer before I went to school in &lt;a href="http://angelo.edu/"&gt;San Angelo&lt;/a&gt;),  so this has really never been my home.  I have visited a lot over the past 12 years, but with addition of my furniture and things it looks like my home now.  Slowly, I will feel more and more like home here.  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am on an adventure too.  James and I have goals too.  James and I are striving for adventures that will keep us here for now, but may take us away.  I am proud of my family.  I am proud that we are all in it for each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-6146660157046632087?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6146660157046632087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ch-ch-ch-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6146660157046632087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6146660157046632087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-ch-ch Changes'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TCCfgWC6AWI/AAAAAAAAAbU/-THn9maq2l4/s72-c/DSCN0126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-3389220684416604606</id><published>2010-06-04T15:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:05:58.264-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Multi-Faceted Jewel</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; 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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Two weeks ago I was present to witness 7 young people confirm their baptism.&amp;nbsp; One of my students was even baptized!&amp;nbsp; Over the past 9 months I had the honor to teach 7 sixth graders&amp;nbsp; about the United Methodist Church, about&amp;nbsp; what it means to be a child of God, and how important it is to go into the world to do Christ’s work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TAlbwc-E9BI/AAAAAAAAAbM/k5uBfvdKU7Y/s1600/Confirmation+class2009-2010.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TAlbwc-E9BI/AAAAAAAAAbM/k5uBfvdKU7Y/s320/Confirmation+class2009-2010.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so proud to stand up in front of our congregation to tell them that these 7 students were going to be the newest members of our congregation.&amp;nbsp; I feel so confident that they will be a shining example of Christ’s hands and feet in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is the second class of students I have shepparded through the confirmation process.&amp;nbsp; I plan on another journey again this coming September.&amp;nbsp; I can’t wait. I hope to grow in my faith in the same exponential rate that I have in the past year and half through the past two classes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I often am finding myself searching for a mission. I know that my mission is multi faceted.&amp;nbsp; What I don’t know is how many facets this jewel will have.&amp;nbsp; I know that the ministry that I have found is one major part of what will define me in my life in the season that I am in right now.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-3389220684416604606?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3389220684416604606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/06/muti-faceted-jewel.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3389220684416604606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3389220684416604606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/06/muti-faceted-jewel.html' title='A Multi-Faceted Jewel'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/TAlbwc-E9BI/AAAAAAAAAbM/k5uBfvdKU7Y/s72-c/Confirmation+class2009-2010.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1084120725839765520</id><published>2010-05-27T22:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:49:50.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is Austin in Texas or in Pennsylvania?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="400" height="267" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F107589651260589378211%2Falbumid%2F5476158360643357953%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCI-3t4S5-r2ZPA%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been friends with Jennifer since 1981.  Since I was born in 1980 that is pretty much my whole life. Jennifer recently had a baby.  Jennifer and her husband now live in State College, PA.  Both sets of grandparents still live in the Austin area, and when it was time for Austin to be born, Jennifer's mom brought some Texas dirt to place under the hospital bed, so that Austin would be born over Texas soil.  I love it!  That was about 9 months ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just this past month Jennifer and Andrew came to Austin (Texas that is) to have Austin baptized.  My mom and I were invited to go, and we really had a great time.  Not only did we get to see them, but it was a celebration of Jennifer and Andrew's new family.  Thanks for letting us be a part of it!  Here are some pictures of the fun time that we had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-1084120725839765520?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1084120725839765520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-been-friends-with-jennifer-since.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1084120725839765520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1084120725839765520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-have-been-friends-with-jennifer-since.html' title='Is Austin in Texas or in Pennsylvania?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-6714900541543195836</id><published>2010-05-24T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:32:34.273-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><title type='text'>Where Have You Been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; 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 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, I have been MIA for awhile.&amp;nbsp; There has been a lot going on, and I hope to share it all with you in the next few posts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S_tEQL6P8nI/AAAAAAAAAX4/T-9jLXROq7c/s1600/blog+post.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S_tEQL6P8nI/AAAAAAAAAX4/T-9jLXROq7c/s400/blog+post.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The good news that I would like to share is that I have gotten a job.&amp;nbsp; I am working for the same company that I worked for about two and a half years ago.&amp;nbsp; I am doing the same job I did when I left this company.&amp;nbsp; Some may say that it is not a step forward, but I think that this opportunity is going to allow me to do what I really have been called to do.&amp;nbsp; Teach.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Since September I have been the Volunteer Confirmation Cooridnator for my church.&amp;nbsp; More on what that really means soon, but essentially I have been teaching sixth grade Sunday school.&amp;nbsp; I really love the age group, and I don’t think I would mind teaching them in school too.&amp;nbsp; I really love math, so the connection is made.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My plan is to work, and get some undergraduate math classes on my transcript, and go through emergency certification.&amp;nbsp; The plan has been a moving target for a couple of years, so I hope the target stays still for awhile.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, know you know the reason I have been absent.&amp;nbsp; I have a lot to share with you, and I can’t wait for the next post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-6714900541543195836?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6714900541543195836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-have-you-been.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6714900541543195836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6714900541543195836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/05/where-have-you-been.html' title='Where Have You Been?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S_tEQL6P8nI/AAAAAAAAAX4/T-9jLXROq7c/s72-c/blog+post.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4750779040443223549</id><published>2010-04-10T16:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:04:06.532-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work hard'/><title type='text'>This is a Story of the Most Amazing Dining Experience.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S8Dv05JPaVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/muHe_R7PlEI/s1600/TXLC.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S8Dv05JPaVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/muHe_R7PlEI/s320/TXLC.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;James and I decided to go to Texas Land and Cattle for dinner on Friday night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This place is close to our house, and is reasonably priced for a steak.&amp;nbsp; We have been going to our local Texas Land and Cattle for about 3 years.&amp;nbsp; In at least the past year, we have noticed a decline in the restaurant, and as such have been making a lot of steak at home.&amp;nbsp; We didn't want to cook so we decided to take our chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start from with the moment that we walked into the restaurant.&amp;nbsp; We were cheerfully greeted.&amp;nbsp; I was fighting a migraine, and so the slightest amount of politeness is appreciated.&amp;nbsp; (Don't you like it when people are nice to you anyway, but especially when you don't feel good?)&amp;nbsp; The nice woman who greeted us, we found out later, was the general manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our server was Phil.&amp;nbsp; I think that Phil is THE BEST WAITER I HAVE EVER HAD.&amp;nbsp; He was so friendly and knew what he was doing.&amp;nbsp; When he brought our tea, he also brought a carafe.&amp;nbsp; (James and I should have humps like camels, but ours would be filled with iced tea.)&amp;nbsp; Every time he walked by our table Phil would top off our tea.&amp;nbsp; AWESOME! (This was just one of the awesome things he did. Over all A+.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TXLC has recently changed their menu. There are more things to choose from.&amp;nbsp; At first I thought that this may not be a good move for their business.&amp;nbsp; If they can't get a steak right, why would they branch out?&amp;nbsp; My concerns were satisfied when our food arrived.&amp;nbsp; James had the rib eye.&amp;nbsp; It was...DELICIOUS.&amp;nbsp; I had the chicken fried steak (they call it country fried steak--maybe they want to make sure you know its beef and not chicken).&amp;nbsp; It was... GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and I had an opportunity to let Barbara (the GM) know that the changes she has made were noticeable. This morning, James and I were still talking about what a great time we had.&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend visiting Barbara and Phil at the &lt;a href="http://www.texaslandandcattle.com/files/locations-result.aspx?by=State&amp;amp;k=TX"&gt;Texas Land and Cattle on MoPac at Bee Caves Road&lt;/a&gt;. (Click on the link for exact directions.)&amp;nbsp; I may have to start budgeting for a weekly visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is your lesson:&amp;nbsp; If someone does a great job, let them know, and let everyone know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barbara &amp;amp; Phil--You are Pretty &amp;amp; Smart!&amp;nbsp; Keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp; I have sent the link to this blog post to Barbara, and to her corporate office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-4750779040443223549?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4750779040443223549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-story-of-most-amazing-dining.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4750779040443223549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4750779040443223549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-story-of-most-amazing-dining.html' title='This is a Story of the Most Amazing Dining Experience.'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S8Dv05JPaVI/AAAAAAAAAXw/muHe_R7PlEI/s72-c/TXLC.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-6756635357842065282</id><published>2010-04-08T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T07:00:05.205-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Giant Remote Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S7v41gRZ0fI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lqd0zSPioe0/s1600/100_2288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S7v41gRZ0fI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lqd0zSPioe0/s320/100_2288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One evening last week, I was looking for the remote control.&amp;nbsp; I looked in all the usual places, on top of theTV, on the mantle, in front of the coffee maker, and on the kitchen table.&amp;nbsp; No luck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jaaaaames! What did you do with the remote?"&lt;br /&gt;"I was watching TV on the couch.&amp;nbsp; Did you check there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran my hands along the cracks, and nothing.&amp;nbsp; I lifted up the cushion and this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It measures 6" X 11".&amp;nbsp; Easy to find, but it is a two handed operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&amp;nbsp; That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-6756635357842065282?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6756635357842065282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/04/giant-remote-anyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6756635357842065282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6756635357842065282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/04/giant-remote-anyone.html' title='Giant Remote Anyone?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S7v41gRZ0fI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/lqd0zSPioe0/s72-c/100_2288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-2612086771993117499</id><published>2010-04-06T21:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:18:09.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>Peacocks</title><content type='html'>Number 3 on my list of favorite animals is the Peacock. (Dogs &amp;amp; Cats tie for 1st &amp;amp; 2nd.)&amp;nbsp; The &lt;a href="http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/p/pretty-smart-glossary.html"&gt;Pavas &lt;/a&gt;were here over Easter,&amp;nbsp; James and I were able to share Mayfield Park with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you Austinites, you should really go.&amp;nbsp; James and I often find ourselves there after an early dinner on a nice evening.&amp;nbsp; We have seen them with chicks, and we have seen them getting ready to roost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of links out there to learn the origin of Mayfield Park, so I suggest you all Google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a slide show and video of our time on Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2F107589651260589378211%2Falbumid%2F5457222483295157217%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCOqLouODhLTigAE%26hl%3Den_US" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhYCmo8vbyU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jhYCmo8vbyU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/1714926389093261268-2612086771993117499?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2612086771993117499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/04/peacocks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2612086771993117499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2612086771993117499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/04/peacocks.html' title='Peacocks'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-316408185700257183</id><published>2010-03-25T21:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:03:23.380-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UMC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complicated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>It Just Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6wixGNaUoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MSoPOMtgGQE/s1600/David+Hilary+Heather.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6wixGNaUoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MSoPOMtgGQE/s400/David+Hilary+Heather.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Itinerant. Traveling from place to place. Covering a circuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a woman, a daughter, a wife, a friend, a leader, and a United Methodist Christian.&amp;nbsp; I am all of those things at the same time.&amp;nbsp; I try to cover my circuit with grace.&amp;nbsp; I love being a part of a denomination that celebrates all the roles that I have.&amp;nbsp; I love that I am encouraged to be a better woman, a better daughter, a better wife, of course a better christian, and a better leader.&amp;nbsp; All of these roles allow me to part of the definition of my congregation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you refer to a place, how do you do it?&amp;nbsp; That church on the corner of 2222 &amp;amp; Burnet Road is Heather's church?&amp;nbsp; The pumpkin church is John &amp;amp; Betty's church?&amp;nbsp; The church between HEB &amp;amp; Lamar middle school is Valarie's church?&amp;nbsp; These are all accurate definitions of the church that is my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the United Methodist Church pastors are moved around.&amp;nbsp; I have heard that being a United Methodist pastor is like being a member of the military.&amp;nbsp; Once you answer the call to ordained ministry you serve at the direction of the Bishop.&amp;nbsp; What does that mean?&amp;nbsp; It means you go where you are told to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband grew up in a tradition that hired new pastors via application, so the way United Methodists get a new pastor is foreign. &amp;nbsp; In the UMC all the churches are connected and pastors are appointed by the bishop, as noted above.&amp;nbsp; This is not to say that congregations do not get some say in who they are pastored by, but change in pastorial leadership is inevitable when you are a United Methodist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I learned who I will be pastored by for the next season.&amp;nbsp; This will be the 5th pastor that I have had in the last 18 years.&amp;nbsp; I have been a member of the same church during these past 18 years.&amp;nbsp; When change comes about there is uncertainty in the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of uncertainty in the past few months, so what is something more?&amp;nbsp; I am sad that David will no longer be my pastor, but I am glad that he will still be my friend.&amp;nbsp; I am unsure about the future with Paul, but I am excited for the new perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Paul &amp;amp; Elizabeth will be happy to be a part of the definition of St.John's United Methodist Church. They have subscribed to itinerantcy, and thus the rest of us United Methodists have as well.&amp;nbsp; This is not the first time I have thought of this concept, but good or bad; it just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we all stay pretty &amp;amp; smart we should be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-316408185700257183?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/316408185700257183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-just-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/316408185700257183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/316408185700257183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-just-is.html' title='It Just Is'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6wixGNaUoI/AAAAAAAAAL8/MSoPOMtgGQE/s72-c/David+Hilary+Heather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5350129407738233752</id><published>2010-03-23T21:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T22:14:45.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instructions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Don't Throw Objects In the Water for Your Pet to Retreive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6l_BozjinI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4TXlX4Nq19Y/s1600-h/Blog.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="163" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6l_BozjinI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4TXlX4Nq19Y/s640/Blog.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This past weekend we went to Brazos Bend State Park.&amp;nbsp; We loved it so much that we are going to go back in mid April.&amp;nbsp; I am really excited to be able to spend an extended period in this park.&amp;nbsp; We are planning on camping for three nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fun things to know about this Texas Gem.&amp;nbsp; This park is a stop over for many migrating birds.&amp;nbsp; Brazos Bend is a major attraction for serious bird watchers.&amp;nbsp; There were two women that pointed out several birds to us, and let us use their binoculars.&amp;nbsp; Their equipment was as nice and as expensive as James' new love (the Nikon).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Brazos Bend is perfectly positioned at the intersection of five different ecosystems.&amp;nbsp; I have never seen such variety of flora and fauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were alligators.&amp;nbsp; If we didn't know this fact before we went we sure knew it once we got there.&amp;nbsp; Everywhere we saw signs that said "CAUTION! Live Alligators."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzlfuFOm6nQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VzlfuFOm6nQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is of a male alligator bellowing to females.&amp;nbsp; We almost peed our pants when this big guy started up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the map of the park there are some etiquette tips that one must adhere to when dealing with the Great American Alligator.&amp;nbsp; One in particular made me laugh:&amp;nbsp; Don't throw objects into the water for your pet to retrieve.&amp;nbsp; Do they really need to tell people this?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5350129407738233752?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5350129407738233752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-throw-objects-in-water-for-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5350129407738233752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5350129407738233752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-throw-objects-in-water-for-your.html' title='Don&apos;t Throw Objects In the Water for Your Pet to Retreive'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6l_BozjinI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4TXlX4Nq19Y/s72-c/Blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-2758098770272866652</id><published>2010-03-17T08:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T08:20:28.675-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>Today is The Nephew's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DV9dRFVWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eovunYDRJKk/s1600-h/Caleb+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DV9dRFVWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eovunYDRJKk/s320/Caleb+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DWCXNIkZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rb3T3DNMkV8/s1600-h/Caleb+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DWCXNIkZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rb3T3DNMkV8/s320/Caleb+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DW9yXMq_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/VU1YVHQlsDw/s1600-h/Caleb+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DW9yXMq_I/AAAAAAAAAI4/VU1YVHQlsDw/s320/Caleb+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Nephew turns 6 today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my Favorite Nephew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-2758098770272866652?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2758098770272866652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is-nephews-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2758098770272866652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2758098770272866652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-is-nephews-birthday.html' title='Today is The Nephew&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S6DV9dRFVWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/eovunYDRJKk/s72-c/Caleb+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-7296431966026937794</id><published>2010-03-16T14:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:50:11.403-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='instructions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work hard'/><title type='text'>Do You Know How To...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5_gX3eP4HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WySRgImEbVI/s1600-h/20070416-how-to-tie-a-tie.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5_gX3eP4HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WySRgImEbVI/s320/20070416-how-to-tie-a-tie.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are instructions on how to do something every where.&amp;nbsp; Don't know how to wash that shirt you're wearing?&amp;nbsp; Well, you have a few options.&amp;nbsp; First on most washing machines there are instructions on the lid.&amp;nbsp; Select the amount of water you want in the wash tub, select the temperature of the water, select the cycle. There is even a fabric guide.&amp;nbsp; Washing machine doesn't have the instructions?&amp;nbsp; Look on the label!&amp;nbsp; The label will even tell you how to iron it.&lt;br /&gt;The point here is that there are instructions everywhere.&amp;nbsp; Anything that you need to do, there are instructions on it.&amp;nbsp; If you don't believe me then just google how to do something.&amp;nbsp; More than likely you will be flooded with pages upon pages of how to do X.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I have been busy looking for a full time job.&amp;nbsp; There are a lot of instructions on how to look for a job.&amp;nbsp; Do the instructions give you the right information?&amp;nbsp; I hate to say it, but I have never gone this long without the next opportunity, and it has only been three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike washing that shirt the instructions on the job search are not clear &amp;amp; direct.&amp;nbsp; I like clear &amp;amp; direct. I am not getting clear &amp;amp; direct.&lt;br /&gt;In the next few weeks I will be working on making my daily goals clear &amp;amp; direct.&amp;nbsp; I think that if I keep one part of this adventure clear &amp;amp; direct I will better handle the 1,000,000 + instructions on how to look for a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-7296431966026937794?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7296431966026937794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-know-how-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7296431966026937794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7296431966026937794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/do-you-know-how-to.html' title='Do You Know How To...?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5_gX3eP4HI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WySRgImEbVI/s72-c/20070416-how-to-tie-a-tie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4199866460262089999</id><published>2010-03-15T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T19:55:44.009-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>Muriel England</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S57W7PcHCtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bw1-KbrHbqw/s1600-h/Mureil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S57W7PcHCtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bw1-KbrHbqw/s320/Mureil.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Sunday I had the honor of attending a memorial service for a long time member of my church.&amp;nbsp; Muriel was 91 when she passed away last Thursday.&amp;nbsp;I can't remember when I first met Muriel, but I have a lot of memories.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One of her daughter's was&amp;nbsp;the first person to know that&amp;nbsp;James and I were going to be engaged.&amp;nbsp;We ran into Susie while&amp;nbsp;ring shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muriel&amp;nbsp;had a granddaughter that lived in San Angelo,&amp;nbsp;where I went to college.&amp;nbsp; Every time I came home from school I would see Muriel, and she would tell me that Valerie was waiting for my call.&amp;nbsp; I never called.&amp;nbsp; On Sunday I heard Valerie's husband, Neil, speak about Muriel (or Gigi as she was known), how much she was really loved by her whole family.&amp;nbsp; I finally introduced myself to them, and I wish that I would have called them way back when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years Muriel moved to Sherman, Texas to be close to&amp;nbsp;another&amp;nbsp;one of her daughters.&amp;nbsp; I hope she knows that she was missed.&amp;nbsp; I hope that she knows that she is missed still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muriel, you are still Pretty &amp;amp; Smart in my book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-4199866460262089999?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4199866460262089999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/muriel-england.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4199866460262089999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4199866460262089999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/muriel-england.html' title='Muriel England'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S57W7PcHCtI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/bw1-KbrHbqw/s72-c/Mureil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-7355416291665231059</id><published>2010-03-08T00:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:14:11.042-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><title type='text'>Crafty</title><content type='html'>Many of you know that I&amp;nbsp;am crafty.&amp;nbsp; I once held the title&amp;nbsp;of "Craft&amp;nbsp;Queen" at Camp Champions.&amp;nbsp;I know the store layouts Hobby Lobby &amp;amp; Micheal's. (By the way there are several layouts for each chain, and I am familiar with&amp;nbsp;many of them.)&amp;nbsp; I recently had to re-organize my craft corner.&amp;nbsp; Crafts take up a lot of room.&amp;nbsp; One day when I get to design my own home there will be a room just for crafts.&amp;nbsp; But, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5SYy2y2TsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZigW6iVjH5w/s1600-h/Crochet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5SYy2y2TsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZigW6iVjH5w/s200/Crochet.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;At the beginning of last fall&amp;nbsp;(as we were waiting for our severance checks) all of us were getting crafty at finding things to do, so we got crafty.&amp;nbsp; Chantel started to crochet.&amp;nbsp; I knew how at one time, so I decided to see if it was still in me.&amp;nbsp; It was, so I started to crochet too.&amp;nbsp; It seemed like we had dueling crochet needles.&amp;nbsp; I know that I saw Chantel crochet at least 15 scarves.&amp;nbsp; (I am lucky to have one of them!)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5SY0WBEhBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9brFQzYbSbA/s1600-h/Knitting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5SY0WBEhBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/9brFQzYbSbA/s200/Knitting.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A few weekends ago I went to an all girls party.&amp;nbsp; There were no boys allowed.&amp;nbsp; The plan:&amp;nbsp; Learn how to knit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The muscle memory is way different, and I feel like a foal learning to get her legs under her.&amp;nbsp; In this case getting my hands around the needles.&amp;nbsp; I think I have it down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Chantel is on the Praireland Tour, and won't be in Austin for another two weeks!&amp;nbsp; When she gets back I plan on teaching her how to knit too!&amp;nbsp;Let the countdown begin! .......Knit 2....Purl 2....Knit 2...Purl 2...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-7355416291665231059?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7355416291665231059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-partners-in-craft.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7355416291665231059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7355416291665231059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-partners-in-craft.html' title='Crafty'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5SYy2y2TsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ZigW6iVjH5w/s72-c/Crochet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5541954394894720486</id><published>2010-03-05T07:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:44:19.762-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>I Am Going to Let You Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5EKT_q6umI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NbFmEAPZQD8/s1600-h/oscars%5B1%5D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5EKT_q6umI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NbFmEAPZQD8/s200/oscars%5B1%5D.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, it turns out that the Oscars were a lot closer than I had anticipated.&amp;nbsp; To be able to watch all of the movies on the list would have been a major undertaking!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hope that you will be able to watch the Academy Awards on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; They are on ABC.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait.&amp;nbsp; I hope The Hurtlocker wins.&amp;nbsp; I really, really, really liked it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to let you all down.&amp;nbsp; Pretty &amp;amp; Smart doesn't mean perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5541954394894720486?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5541954394894720486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-going-to-let-you-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5541954394894720486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5541954394894720486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-going-to-let-you-down.html' title='I Am Going to Let You Down'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S5EKT_q6umI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NbFmEAPZQD8/s72-c/oscars%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-8200898595534156745</id><published>2010-03-04T08:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:46:11.478-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>900 + 1 to grow on</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning my do bell rang.&amp;nbsp; I opened the door to a box.&amp;nbsp; A birthday box!&amp;nbsp; The PaVa's sent me a box full of all kinds of goodies.&amp;nbsp; At first glance I thought it was party supplies.&amp;nbsp; There were leis, and party horns.&amp;nbsp; I dug a little deeper.&amp;nbsp; Buttons?&amp;nbsp; Paper clips?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Turns out it was a box of 30 bags full of 30 items plus one to grow on.&amp;nbsp; I am still laughing, and I hope that it brings a smile for a long time to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here are all of the items laid out together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4_FvOZ6ZfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aB2lLx0OYqs/s1600-h/100_2108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4_FvOZ6ZfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aB2lLx0OYqs/s640/100_2108.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;30 birthday pencils, 30 bouncing balls, 30 popsicle sticks, 30 rubber bands, 30 paper clips, 30 buttons, 30 rings, 30 rings (there were two different types), 30 leis, 30 party horns, 30 shot glasses, 30 candy bars, 30 kisses, 30 poker chips, 30 pennies, 30 nickles, 30 dimes, 30 quarters, 30 tootsie pops, 30 tootsie rolls, 30 jelly bracelets, 30 drink umbrellas, 30 birthday candles, 30 lips (they're a noise maker too!), 30 stencils, 30 jelly snakes, 30 prisms, 30 whistles, 30 bugs, 30 balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 900 items!&amp;nbsp; The one to grow on?&amp;nbsp; A pink flamingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4_G6WWCl6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JKPt-McwxAE/s1600-h/100_2178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4_G6WWCl6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/JKPt-McwxAE/s320/100_2178.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thanks Dad &amp;amp; Joan!&amp;nbsp; The two of you are Pretty &amp;amp; Smart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-8200898595534156745?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8200898595534156745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/900-1-to-grow-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8200898595534156745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8200898595534156745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/900-1-to-grow-on.html' title='900 + 1 to grow on'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4_FvOZ6ZfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aB2lLx0OYqs/s72-c/100_2108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-7012688728230131757</id><published>2010-03-01T07:00:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:20:46.047-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>Its a New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are many ways to welcome in the new year.&amp;nbsp;There is the traditional and standard way on January 1st--also called the Gregorian Calendar.&amp;nbsp; It works, and gets everyone on the same page.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Did you know the Chinese New Year just happened&amp;nbsp;the same day as&amp;nbsp;St.&amp;nbsp;Valentine's Day?&amp;nbsp; We are now in the year of the Tiger.&amp;nbsp; There are 12 animals assigned to each year.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The animals&amp;nbsp;cycle, so someone that is 12 years older than you&amp;nbsp;has the same animal sign.&amp;nbsp; Last year was the year of the Ox.&amp;nbsp; James is an Ox. Next year will the the year of the Rabbit.&amp;nbsp; I am a Monkey.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I had lunch in a Chinese food restaurant last week, and the place mats had the personality traits of people born in those years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.ofesite.com/spirit/chinese/animal2.htm"&gt; If you have an opportunity you should look up the year that you were born and your assigned animal.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Do the traits fit?&amp;nbsp; For James &amp;amp; me they fit us almost exactly.&amp;nbsp; There was just one trait per sign that was the exact opposite of how we behave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 30th birthday.&amp;nbsp; I am starting my&amp;nbsp;New Year today.&amp;nbsp; Today's date is 30/1 (just for me &amp;amp; my birthday twins- of course)&amp;nbsp; The last day of my year will be dated 30/365.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;As with any New Year the question of what I am going to be resolute to do or be is forefront in my mind.&amp;nbsp; Can I make New Year's Resolutions today?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;(Yes, of course you can-- you are, after all,&amp;nbsp;pretty AND smart!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Don't yell.&amp;nbsp; I was once told that if I had a super power it would be my voice.&amp;nbsp; I could yell or scream you into submission.&amp;nbsp;Certain members of my household have let me know that this is not my best attribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Be patient with my husband.&amp;nbsp; He is an Ox, and if you read the description you know that can be a mixed bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Call my dad at least once a week. I am a grown up now, and its really not&amp;nbsp;important to keep the number of initial phone calls equal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution 4&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Be mindful of others. I love to gossip!&amp;nbsp; Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolution 5:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Be mindful of and for myself.&amp;nbsp; There is a lot to do this year.&amp;nbsp; This list is long, and I have to keep up my strength, physically&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does your New Year begin?&amp;nbsp; Are you going to resolve to anything new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4hlq86RCwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/blbWq9N9s2E/s1600-h/the-chinese-new-year%5B1%5D.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="412" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4hlq86RCwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/blbWq9N9s2E/s640/the-chinese-new-year%5B1%5D.gif" width="640" /&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/1714926389093261268-7012688728230131757?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7012688728230131757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7012688728230131757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7012688728230131757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-new-year.html' title='Its a New Year'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4hlq86RCwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/blbWq9N9s2E/s72-c/the-chinese-new-year%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1866245892861550208</id><published>2010-02-27T07:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T10:37:26.050-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>James is Good at Picking Out Chick Stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, It turns out that&amp;nbsp;James is good, dare I say GREAT, at picking out chick stuff--As long as its for a computer/electronic device.&amp;nbsp; Here are the two new&amp;nbsp;gadgets that&amp;nbsp;James has gotten for my new computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wireless Mouse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.logitech.com/index.cfm/mice_pointers/&amp;amp;cl=us,en"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1267151452619"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Logitech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span id="goog_1267151452620"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;V220 Optical Mouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4czHU5W4XI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8sRpzE-cDW0/s1600-h/mouse.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4czHU5W4XI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8sRpzE-cDW0/s320/mouse.PNG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be hard to tell, but it has butterflies &amp;amp; flowers on it (I love butterflies &amp;amp; flowers &amp;amp; James picked it out!).&amp;nbsp; It is also wireless, which is the whole point of getting a separate mouse.&amp;nbsp; I love a real mouse,&amp;nbsp;as I am not as proficient with the touch pad.&amp;nbsp; I like that it is small enough to take with me &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;the wireless stick slides together with the mouse, so they don't lose each other. James did such a great job on this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Laptop Sleeve:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.builtny.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;BUILT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Laptop Sleeve 16"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4czIdpeADI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZKw71os-FEU/s1600-h/Sleeve.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4czIdpeADI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ZKw71os-FEU/s320/Sleeve.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;James picked out the sleeve although I picked out the fabric design.&amp;nbsp; I just got it in the mail as&amp;nbsp;an early birthday present. Its made of neoprene, &amp;amp; unlike traditional sleeves this one zips on the small end.&amp;nbsp; I like this feature because I can slide the computer in and out of my backpack with out necessarily taking the sleeve out of the backpack.&amp;nbsp; There isn't a lot of bulk, and fits right around the computer.&amp;nbsp; I got the 16" size for my lap top that has a 15.4" screen.&amp;nbsp; Also the hour glass shape hugs the computer in place. Perfect fit!&amp;nbsp;The sleeve is machine washable, and hangs to dry, so in case it gets dirty or something spilled on it the sleeve is not ruined.&amp;nbsp; The last great point about this sleeve is that you can put your computer into a large purse making ANY BAG A COMPUTER BAG!&amp;nbsp; How fabulous is that?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James, Has anyone ever told you that you are Pretty &amp;amp; Smart?&amp;nbsp; You are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-1866245892861550208?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1866245892861550208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/james-is-good-at-picking-out-chick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1866245892861550208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1866245892861550208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/james-is-good-at-picking-out-chick.html' title='James is Good at Picking Out Chick Stuff!'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4czHU5W4XI/AAAAAAAAAG0/8sRpzE-cDW0/s72-c/mouse.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-243740004577183812</id><published>2010-02-26T07:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T08:56:04.099-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>The Secret of Kells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4cY5IRxHQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NlV-iIMDOBE/s1600-h/secret_kells%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4cY5IRxHQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NlV-iIMDOBE/s400/secret_kells%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One of the movies on my list to review is The Secret of Kells.&amp;nbsp; I have been searching for where to rent or watch this film.&amp;nbsp; I heard on the radio this afternoon that the film has not been released in the US yet.&amp;nbsp; What?!?!? How can it be nominated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So instead of me reviewing it, I will share what Bob Mondello of NPR had to say.&amp;nbsp; I want to see this one!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=124081272" style="clear: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4ca02xShAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ozn3n6Ab2bg/s400/Capture.PNG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-243740004577183812?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/243740004577183812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/secret-of-kells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/243740004577183812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/243740004577183812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/secret-of-kells.html' title='The Secret of Kells'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4cY5IRxHQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NlV-iIMDOBE/s72-c/secret_kells%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-986756752476451640</id><published>2010-02-25T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:36:19.155-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work hard'/><title type='text'>How Do You Eat an Elephant?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4XOQ837EgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/31PmPfkxZeI/s1600-h/Marc-elephant%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4XOQ837EgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/31PmPfkxZeI/s320/Marc-elephant%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I am well into my first week of not having a job.&amp;nbsp;Wednesday morning was the first breakdown.&amp;nbsp; I was on my way to running an errand, and since I slept late I didn't see James before he left for work.&amp;nbsp; I called him on the phone, and he talked me off the ledge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have been digesting the things that I learned in the DBM wrokshop.&amp;nbsp; I basically have not been working for the past three months (even though I have been collecting a paycheck), and the tasks ahead of me are &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ENOURMOUS&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Its hard not become overwhelmed.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So here is my plan.&amp;nbsp; I am going to get up at a decent hour everyday.&amp;nbsp; I am going to eat breakfast.&amp;nbsp; I am going to go somwhere (even if its around the block), and I am going to get to work on finding full time work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, How do you eat an&amp;nbsp;elephant?&amp;nbsp; One bite at a time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Don't worry-I am not into eating REAL elephants!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-986756752476451640?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/986756752476451640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-do-you-eat-elephant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/986756752476451640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/986756752476451640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-do-you-eat-elephant.html' title='How Do You Eat an Elephant?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4XOQ837EgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/31PmPfkxZeI/s72-c/Marc-elephant%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5664313770403109932</id><published>2010-02-24T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T07:00:08.994-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>My Photo Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It rained, then it sleeted, then it snowed.&amp;nbsp; It snowed and snowed and snowed.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, El Nino attacked Central Texas with a true winter storm.&amp;nbsp; James went down to Bull Creek with his 2nd love (the camera).&amp;nbsp; He really got some great shots and I thought that I would share them with you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It really took a lot of arm twisting to get these from him, so I hope you enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R88ul_90I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cmc5FmblZyY/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R88ul_90I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cmc5FmblZyY/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R8hhlrriI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TUYKIRRurFE/s1600-h/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R8hhlrriI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TUYKIRRurFE/s400/DSC_0016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R8vLpz5HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1UPUu-piDss/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R8vLpz5HI/AAAAAAAAAF8/1UPUu-piDss/s400/DSC_0042.JPG" width="400" /&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/1714926389093261268-5664313770403109932?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5664313770403109932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-photo-man.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5664313770403109932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5664313770403109932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-photo-man.html' title='My Photo Man'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S4R88ul_90I/AAAAAAAAAGE/cmc5FmblZyY/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4059379763435773151</id><published>2010-02-23T18:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T22:14:50.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing Who You Are</title><content type='html'>Today I went to a career develpment&amp;nbsp;workshop.&amp;nbsp; It was put on by DBM, and the consultant was great.&amp;nbsp; She was easy to listen to, and the information was good to know.&amp;nbsp; Elenor provided insight on how resumes get pre-screened by a computer, and how to make sure my resume gets through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of study ahead of me.&amp;nbsp; I have to study about who I am.&amp;nbsp; What I have done and how I communicate (I do it loud and directly).&amp;nbsp; I have to learn about the companies that I am applying to, and I have to come up with questions to ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these are things that I already knew, but the workshop provided strategies to get it done.&amp;nbsp; I am actually looking forward to practicing articulating what I am all about.&amp;nbsp; I look forwatrd to putting into better words how pretty &amp;amp; smart I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-4059379763435773151?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4059379763435773151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/knowing-who-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4059379763435773151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4059379763435773151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/knowing-who-you-are.html' title='Knowing Who You Are'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1237112741228915925</id><published>2010-02-19T07:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:00:02.425-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>My Last Days at Work - Part II</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be my third last day at work.&amp;nbsp; I have been keeping a count down, and today was to be the&amp;nbsp;day.&amp;nbsp; As noted in several past posts, I have been let go from the job I have had for the last two years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago&amp;nbsp;the remaining&amp;nbsp;loan&amp;nbsp;center employees were called together and we were told&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;we would be done at 3:00 that day.&amp;nbsp; (There are only 5 people remaining in my old department &amp;amp; that number includes 3 managers.)&amp;nbsp;That was&amp;nbsp;Wednesday so, the way I see it is I got two days of vacation.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to put this post on the day that I have been counting down to.&amp;nbsp; I wanted this post to sit for a little while, so could process the early release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as the Big Boss called us all together I knew the words before she spoke them.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was RELIEVED!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It has been fifteen months.&amp;nbsp; Fifteen months ago the company's stock fell to an all time low.&amp;nbsp; Fourteen months ago half of the department was laid off.&amp;nbsp; Thirteen months ago we started the new year in high hopes.&amp;nbsp; Twelve months ago faith began to fade.&amp;nbsp; Six months ago the FDIC shut us down &amp;amp; the Spanish Overlords took over.&amp;nbsp; Five months ago we were offered severance.&amp;nbsp; One month ago we started to wrap up the good byes.&amp;nbsp; Really, we have been saying good-bye for one year and two months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am glad that this downhill ride is finally over, but I want to tell you my friends that you all have enriched my life like no other.&amp;nbsp; I will miss eating lunch (and sometimes breakfast) everyday with you all.&amp;nbsp; Tea Time will be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To you Andrea, Chantel, &amp;amp; Dee&amp;nbsp;you all have become my sisters.&amp;nbsp; It took me a long time to know what it means to have and be a sister, so I&amp;nbsp;hope you know how you all have impacted me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;To Dan, Aaron &amp;amp; Omair, You all have been the best male friends I have ever had.&amp;nbsp;Thank you for being my friends.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for the final Tea Time toast.&amp;nbsp; You guys rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-1237112741228915925?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1237112741228915925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-last-days-at-work-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1237112741228915925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1237112741228915925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-last-days-at-work-part-ii.html' title='My Last Days at Work - Part II'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1583049579630243976</id><published>2010-02-18T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T07:00:05.692-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>The Hurt Locker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3dp2uTVHJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dZitT5cN9dU/s1600-h/the-hurt-locker1%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3dp2uTVHJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dZitT5cN9dU/s320/the-hurt-locker1%5B1%5D.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is another one that I saw on DVD.&amp;nbsp; James had been wanting to see this one for awhile, but we missed it in the theatre.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recap:&lt;br /&gt;The story takes place in Iraq.&amp;nbsp; We are following a team that disarms undetonated bombs.&amp;nbsp; One of the main team members has been replaced, with a tension that really likes to live on the edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is intense.&amp;nbsp; You never relax, but I think that is proof that the film maker knew what she was doing.&amp;nbsp; We are constantly reminded that they are out to kill us--well at least on the "battlefield".&amp;nbsp; The team dos survive the part of the story that we are privy to.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did like this movie, and recommend it.&amp;nbsp; Just be ready to be sitting forward for about 90 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy Renner who plays the main character is nominated for Best Actor.&amp;nbsp; Kathryn Bigleow is nominated for Best Director.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-1583049579630243976?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1583049579630243976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurt-locker.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1583049579630243976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1583049579630243976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/hurt-locker.html' title='The Hurt Locker'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3dp2uTVHJI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dZitT5cN9dU/s72-c/the-hurt-locker1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-7114626823651802650</id><published>2010-02-17T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:00:03.580-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Do You Believe in Karma?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3dkwRIMOaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Wg5f867zvMQ/s1600-h/karma1%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3dkwRIMOaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Wg5f867zvMQ/s400/karma1%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Do you believe in Karma?&amp;nbsp; Well, I do.&amp;nbsp; Here is&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;anecdote of karma in action&amp;nbsp;from Saturday.&amp;nbsp; James and I were getting breakfast at Einstein's, and I saw a mug that I really liked.&amp;nbsp; The mug was $2.49, and the first cup of coffee was free-- $0.99 after that.&amp;nbsp; The order taker had rung me up for the $0.99 refill.&amp;nbsp; When we got down to the cashier I corrected her and paid the extra $1.50.&amp;nbsp; Well, honesty pays.&amp;nbsp; On our way home from our errands of the day another driver caught our attention, and told us that our back tire was low on air.&amp;nbsp; We were saved about $80 for a new tire!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my honesty made everything line up, so I wouldn't be out the cost of the tire.&amp;nbsp; I hope being nice and honest is something that makes you happy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This type of situation happens often to me.&amp;nbsp; I know because I am aware when strangers are nice and kind.&amp;nbsp; Reminds me of a carpenter from long ago.&amp;nbsp; I hope that you find joy in being nice and honest.&amp;nbsp; People are just waiting to return the gesture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-7114626823651802650?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/7114626823651802650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-believe-in-karma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7114626823651802650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/7114626823651802650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/do-you-believe-in-karma.html' title='Do You Believe in Karma?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3dkwRIMOaI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Wg5f867zvMQ/s72-c/karma1%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1566728855123038700</id><published>2010-02-15T19:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:29:18.008-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>Talking to Carly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This weekend I went and purchased a new laptop.&amp;nbsp; I am so glad that I have a computer to call my own.&amp;nbsp; This is the computer that I bought:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3nui8ofDXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/eNdljDl4BPk/s1600-h/DV6[1].jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3nui8ofDXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/eNdljDl4BPk/s320/DV6%5B1%5D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;James has been holding our computer hostage for the whole time we have been living together.&amp;nbsp; A friend of me told me, "Love means not having to share your computer."&amp;nbsp; I agree.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So I have known about Skype for awhile.&amp;nbsp; I have officially set up my account.&amp;nbsp; I was able to talk to my friend Emily and her haby Carly.&amp;nbsp; They live in Cinncinnati.&amp;nbsp; I miss them.&amp;nbsp; I was so glad to see them.&amp;nbsp; Here they are; mother and daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3n7XE_C-fI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QOwY_9KZxso/s1600-h/Emily+and+Carly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3n7XE_C-fI/AAAAAAAAAFs/QOwY_9KZxso/s320/Emily+and+Carly.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Carly will be two in June, but I took this when I was with them shortly after Carly's birth. Our chat this afternoon made me feel like I was back in their living room again. I can't wait talk to Carly Girl &amp;amp; Emily soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skype udate:&amp;nbsp; I got connected to Soni too!&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/1714926389093261268-1566728855123038700?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1566728855123038700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/talking-to-carly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1566728855123038700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1566728855123038700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/talking-to-carly.html' title='Talking to Carly'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3nui8ofDXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/eNdljDl4BPk/s72-c/DV6%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5076597321408176127</id><published>2010-02-13T14:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T14:28:57.044-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work hard'/><title type='text'>Julie &amp; Julia</title><content type='html'>Here is the first post on the road to the Oscars.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3cLePpGd3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/5oQo6XqAv5I/s1600-h/Julie_and_julia%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3cLePpGd3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/5oQo6XqAv5I/s320/Julie_and_julia%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I saw Julie &amp;amp; Julia via DVD.&amp;nbsp; I loved it!&amp;nbsp; This movie played a small part in why I started this blog.&amp;nbsp; If you don't know the basic idea here it is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;An office worker named Julie&amp;nbsp;Powell&amp;nbsp;needed to feel need in the world, and&amp;nbsp;was inspired by Julia Child to write a blog about her adventure cooking of through &lt;u&gt;Mastering the Art of French Cooking&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp; The movie chronicles the ups &amp;amp; downs of both women.&amp;nbsp; Julia Child as she persues her passion of writing a French cookbook for the American cook while living with her husband in Paris.&amp;nbsp; Julie Powell as she finds that she is able to make an inpact in the universe even though she is a lowly secretary working in a government agency manageing the September 11, 2001 tragedy for the victim's families.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It was nice to see the history of Julia Child.&amp;nbsp; The movie showed that she had a great love affair with her husband. I learned that she was not perfect.&amp;nbsp; She struggled with jelousy of her sister when she conceives&amp;nbsp;a child.&amp;nbsp; She struggled with pride over wanting to be not only the very best woman, but the very best student in the cooking school.&amp;nbsp; She struggled with not having enough be enough.&amp;nbsp; I was glad to see Julia Child was not perfect.&amp;nbsp; Julia Child was a real woman.&amp;nbsp; I really like Julia Child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It was nice to see a woman like me in Julie Powell.&amp;nbsp; I often say that I work to live, not live to work.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to see that there was another woman that is searching for something more than just punching a clock. Julie Powell learned a lot about herself through blogging, and that also rings true for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I would recomend seeing this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Meryl Streep who played Julia&amp;nbsp;Child&amp;nbsp;is nominated for Best Actress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5076597321408176127?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5076597321408176127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/julie-julia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5076597321408176127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5076597321408176127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/julie-julia.html' title='Julie &amp; Julia'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3cLePpGd3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/5oQo6XqAv5I/s72-c/Julie_and_julia%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5917995107400092693</id><published>2010-02-08T14:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T14:09:52.557-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complicated'/><title type='text'>Rock Trivia Part II</title><content type='html'>So, I had a friend (let's call him "Yo-Your Blog is Wrong")&amp;nbsp;email me today about Mike + The Mechanics.&amp;nbsp; This is my attempt to put the record straight.&amp;nbsp; Mike Rutherford (which is also the name of my childhood&amp;nbsp; BFF's dad--The cat's name's sake's father) left Genesis to create a new band, and is expained&amp;nbsp;in further detail here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; “Yo--Your Blog is Wrong”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday, February 08, 2010 1:45 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; HAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; Blog&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So I was reading your blog yesterday and wanted to tell you that Mike and the Mechanics did not use to be Genesis. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;“Yo--Your Blog is Wrong “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; HAM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday, February 08, 2010 1:46 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; “Yo--Your Blog is Wrong”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; RE: Blog&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Please explain further. &lt;br /&gt;HAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From:&lt;/strong&gt; “Yo--Your Blog is Wrong”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sent:&lt;/strong&gt; Monday, February 08, 2010 1:52 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To:&lt;/strong&gt; HAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Subject:&lt;/strong&gt; RE: Blog&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a solo project for Mike Rutherford, bassist/guitartist for Genesis. Basically he got tired of sitting around with his thumb up his&amp;nbsp;[rear-end] every time Phil Collins wanted to make a solo record so he decided to do something on his own as well.&lt;br /&gt;“Yo--Your Blog is Wrong”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you, "Yo-Your Blog is Wrong", for the information.&amp;nbsp; I wouldn't want to be mistaken for a crazy dog of the female gender co-worker with the same last name.&amp;nbsp; Yo,&amp;nbsp;"Yo-Your Blog is Wrong",You're Pretty &amp;amp; Smart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5917995107400092693?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5917995107400092693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/rock-trivia-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5917995107400092693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5917995107400092693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/rock-trivia-part-ii.html' title='Rock Trivia Part II'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4272759749806752182</id><published>2010-02-08T10:06:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T09:22:33.185-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>This Week's Morning Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3A3SgZPi6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/AqogJbxdCMg/s1600-h/Challah3a_StrandBraid[1].jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3A3SgZPi6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/AqogJbxdCMg/s320/Challah3a_StrandBraid%5B1%5D.jpg" width="96" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every week there is a Morning Prayer that is spoken aloud during Sunday service. (One, among many. Obviously.) Sometimes I cut them from the bulletin, and place them in the little notebook that I carry in my purse. This prayer made me laugh, and I really like things that make me laugh. So, instead of putting this little treasure in my purse, I have taped it to my computer monitor at work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here is the prayer that was said in Sunday service yesterday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bake of us, O God, a bread of worship. Take this Sunday morning crust of the week and, through your blessing, let the yeast of the Spirit rise. We bring our crumbs of courage, pita of prayer, kolache of listening, and the tortilla, challah, rice cake and naan of our diversity to be shared, so that our community may truly become the Body of Christ in this place and for all your world. Amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a laugh today. I hope your day is great, and don’t forget you’re pretty &amp;amp; smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Challenge:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Who can tell me what the picture is instructing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; It's not a lanyard.- Thanks Rick for playing!&lt;br /&gt;2. It is how to braid!&amp;nbsp; Thanks Jennifer D.!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is specifically how to make a challah loaf.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-4272759749806752182?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4272759749806752182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-weeks-morning-prayer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4272759749806752182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4272759749806752182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-weeks-morning-prayer.html' title='This Week&apos;s Morning Prayer'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S3A3SgZPi6I/AAAAAAAAAFE/AqogJbxdCMg/s72-c/Challah3a_StrandBraid%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-2094832090923671878</id><published>2010-02-03T10:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:03:36.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>Let's Go to the Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S2mqssYszhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/auSW279GGvg/s1600-h/statue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S2mqssYszhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/auSW279GGvg/s640/statue.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have already known, or just heard there are 10 best picture nominations. I am not sure how I feel about this increase from 5, but I am looking forward to seeing the ones that I have not seen yet. Over the next month I am going to be viewing these 10 movies as well as 13 other films that had actors nominated or were nominated in other categories, and share my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here are the 2010 Best Picture Nominations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avatar&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(James Cameron nominated for Best Director)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Blind Side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;(Sandra Bullock nominated for Best Actress)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;District 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Carey Mulligan nominated for Best Actress)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hurt Locker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jeremy Renner nominated for Best Actor, Kathryn Bigelow nominated for Best Director)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inglourious Basterds&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Christoph Waltz nominated for Best Supporting Actor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quentin Tarantino nominated for Best Director)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Precious&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Gabourey Sidibe nominated for Best Actress, Mo’Nique nominated for Best Supporting Actress, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lee Daniels nominated for Best Director)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Serious Man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(also nominated for Best Animated Feature Film)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up in the Air&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(George Clooney nominated for Best Actor, Vera Farmiga &amp;amp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anna Kendrick nominated for Best supporting actress, Jason Reitman nominated for Best Director)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I would like to review these other films:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy Heart&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Jeff Bridges nominated for Best Actor, Maggie Gyllenhaall nominated for Best Supporting Actress)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Single Man&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Colin Firth nominated for Best Actor)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Invictus&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Morgan Freeman Nominated for Best Actor, Matt Damon nominated for Best Supporting Actor)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Messenger&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Woody Harrelson nominated for Best Supporting Actor)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Last Station&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Christopher Plummer nominated for Best Supporting Actor, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Helen Mirren nominated for Best Actress)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lovely Bones&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Stanley Tucci nominated for Best Supporting Actor)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Meryl Streep nominated for Best Actress)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nine&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Penelope Cruz nominated for Best Supporting Actress)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coraline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantastic Mr Fox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Secret of Kells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&amp;nbsp; I have a lot to do in the next 32 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-2094832090923671878?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2094832090923671878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-go-to-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2094832090923671878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2094832090923671878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/02/lets-go-to-movies.html' title='Let&apos;s Go to the Movies'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S2mqssYszhI/AAAAAAAAAEY/auSW279GGvg/s72-c/statue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4933371103980633577</id><published>2010-01-29T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T07:00:07.750-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>D&amp;C Lunch Bunch</title><content type='html'>Almost everyday I have plans for lunch. There are about 7 co-workers that are in my lunch bunch, and there are at least 3 of us that go everyday to eat together. Our group is very diverse. We have &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;udes &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;hicks. Some of us have kids &amp;amp; some of us don’t. Some of us are natives, and some of us are transplants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my time runs short I am taking time to snapshot the great times that I am having with these people that I have become friends with. I am sure that we will all remain friends, but we will never spend the amount of time that we have had since working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday there were 4 of us that went on out for our daily bit of fellowship. I happened to be the only chick there, and I was the only one without kids. My friends were telling me about what it is like being a dad, and what fun they have with their kids. I truly saw joy and bliss in their faces. It was really a great scene. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish is that James and I are able to share this kind of love for our children with the world one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rumor disclaimer:&lt;/strong&gt; I am not now expecting a kid. Just wanted to share this heart warming vision to the masses.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-4933371103980633577?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4933371103980633577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-lunch-bunch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4933371103980633577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4933371103980633577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-lunch-bunch.html' title='D&amp;C Lunch Bunch'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-228945965173214197</id><published>2010-01-27T14:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:45:51.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>My Last Days at Work - Part I</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had a last day at work? &lt;br /&gt;I have been out of college for about 7 years, and I have been lucky enough to have always had a job. I have moved on from two (about to be three) jobs in my professional career. &lt;br /&gt;My first last day of work was by my choice. I was really unhappy in with the environment that I worked in, and I really needed to get paid more. I put myself out there, and found another job in about a month. I knew that the day I put in my two weeks would be my last day, so I was prepared. My co-workers were a little perturbed that I was leaving, but none the less I went on. &lt;br /&gt;My second last day of work was not by my choice. When they laid me off my boss let me work all day while she was waiting for the HR representative to show up. When the HR Rep finally showed up they called me in, and let me go. They stood over me while I cleared out my desk with tears streaming down. I didn’t want to face my husband. I really take my financial contribution to our household seriously. It really was a slap in my face, and it took me several months to gain my confidence back. If I had to sum up my second last day of work I would say it was awful.&lt;br /&gt;I am soon approaching my third last day of work. The Spanish Overlords that has bought the company I work for has decided that my department has got to go. We were told about 4 months ago, and there was a target date. Now I have been given my sever date. February 19th is my third last day of work. I imagine it will be like the end of a long running sitcom.&amp;nbsp; You know that the characters will move&amp;nbsp;on, but&amp;nbsp;the audience will no longer be able to&amp;nbsp;observe it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I have had a lot of time to be prepared, and I hope that the universe will let me be fruitful in my job search. The main point is that I know. I know that I will be leaving, and I won’t be finding out the day it happens. I am thankful that I have developed the friendships that I have. I am thankful that my managers have appreciated me. I am thankful that I won’t have any regrets about moving on from this place. &lt;br /&gt;My future is bright, and the reason I know this is because I am pretty &amp;amp; smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-228945965173214197?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/228945965173214197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-last-day-at-work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/228945965173214197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/228945965173214197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-last-day-at-work.html' title='My Last Days at Work - Part I'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-419331579545079509</id><published>2010-01-25T10:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T09:05:59.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to the Homestead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A few weeks ago I sent out a general email to let many folks know that my work email address will not work, and that I was changing my home email address. The address that I have been using is from my internet provider, and a move to the country with leave us without access to the broadband connection that we have loved for so long (*sniff * tear*). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S13Dum4G57I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cvCAz7tVtMQ/s1600-h/Jor-Mat+Homestead+3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S13Dum4G57I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cvCAz7tVtMQ/s200/Jor-Mat+Homestead+3.bmp" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This innocent email has flooded me with questions of where we are going, and why. So here is the down &amp;amp; dirty version. My Jack (step-dad) is from Kansas. Jack’s family still lives there. Jack wants to go back to the Prairie—really bad. My mom is a free spirit/ex-military brat trapped in the body of a responsible mom who wanted a stable home for her pretty &amp;amp; smart daughter (that’s me!). In an attempt not to go to the Prairie to die she has convinced, with help from me, Jack to go the &lt;a href="http://thelongwaytokansas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Long Way to Kansas&lt;/a&gt;. The plan is to move to Kansas via China, Europe and South America. The Jor-Mat’s are planning a two to three year tour of the world. Jimmy, me, and the Dabies (that’s doggie babies) are going to move to the homestead in the Eastern corner of the county, and keep track of the Aunties. (The Jor-Mats have two Golden Retrievers Candy &amp;amp; Cleo. They are great Aunties to the Dabies.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The Jor-Mat homestead is a 5.5 acre hay farm. Jimmy &amp;amp; I are going to save some money while living there, and we are going to increase our household living space by about 500 square feet. It is a rural area, and so there goes the Road Runner account!&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/1714926389093261268-419331579545079509?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/419331579545079509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-to-homestead.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/419331579545079509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/419331579545079509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/going-to-homestead.html' title='Going to the Homestead'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S13Dum4G57I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cvCAz7tVtMQ/s72-c/Jor-Mat+Homestead+3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-8545332741528162363</id><published>2010-01-21T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:22:57.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dotty Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S1hxDaGPIRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0_KSzXvReyM/s1600-h/D&amp;amp;F+in+the+window.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S1hxDaGPIRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0_KSzXvReyM/s320/D%26F+in+the+window.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Today is the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; annual Dotty Day!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;James &amp;amp; I adopted this pretty &amp;amp; smart baby in 2008.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dotty has had a rough road since she came to us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She has had two bladder stones removed, a spay surgery, and heart worm treatment.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dotty is going to be 8 on her next birthday, and she still seems like a little puppy-girl.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dotty is a great big sister to Farrah too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;On a side note, Farrah turned 4 last Saturday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She has really grown up to be a fine dog.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;Happy Dotty Day, Dotty!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Love, Daddy, Mama, and Sister Farrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&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/1714926389093261268-8545332741528162363?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8545332741528162363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/dotty-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8545332741528162363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8545332741528162363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/dotty-day.html' title='Dotty Day!'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S1hxDaGPIRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0_KSzXvReyM/s72-c/D%26F+in+the+window.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4531436970649695621</id><published>2010-01-19T10:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T10:33:07.938-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James'/><title type='text'>Rock Trivia Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;The other night I was driving home with my husband. I was reminded with great enthusiasm that James is a true music fan. Here is some rock trivia that I was made aware of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S1XbdCwfmJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ELHZfOxXHCA/s1600-h/novemberrain[1].jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S1XbdCwfmJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ELHZfOxXHCA/s200/novemberrain%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The band Starship was formerly Jefferson Starship which was formerly Jefferson Airplane. All three bands had hit songs. There was a great evolution in the musical sound from Jefferson Airplane to Starship. All three had hit songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Mike + The Mechanics used to be Genesis. When Phil Collins went solo the lead guitar &amp;amp; bassist of Genesis came up front to lead the new band Mike + The Mechanics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One of the best guitar solos of all time, according to James was in Guns 'N Roses song November Rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Thanks James! You're pretty &amp;amp; smart.&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/1714926389093261268-4531436970649695621?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4531436970649695621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/rock-trivia-anyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4531436970649695621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4531436970649695621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/rock-trivia-anyone.html' title='Rock Trivia Anyone?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S1XbdCwfmJI/AAAAAAAAADw/ELHZfOxXHCA/s72-c/novemberrain%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5462162653242963956</id><published>2010-01-15T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T13:05:55.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Your Best Asset?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0uGozfmdFI/AAAAAAAAADA/4yiXM1AUgp0/s1600-h/Bang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0uGozfmdFI/AAAAAAAAADA/4yiXM1AUgp0/s320/Bang.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am about to start interviewing for new jobs. (Remember, I have been laid off, and my job will be ending sometime around the end of Feb?) I have been trying to be proactive, and think of the questions that I could be asked in an interview, so that I can have really great answers. (Please let me know what questions you think I should prepare for.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One question that I think I will be asked is: What is your best asset? I know I should answer something about how I am a team player, about how I am a quick learner, and the fact that I have a huge enthusiasm for new challenges. What I really want to answer is how great my hair is, and specifically my bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A few months ago I cut bangs into my hair, and it had been YEARS since I had them. Can I just say I love them?! I should have cut them long, long ago. They really frame my face, and with the type of hair that I have they take minimal effort to look fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I hope that when the time comes my filter is on, and I answer what I know I should say, and not what my bangs are telling me to do.&amp;nbsp; They will learn that I am pretty &amp;amp; smart in due time.&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/1714926389093261268-5462162653242963956?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5462162653242963956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-your-best-asset.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5462162653242963956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5462162653242963956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-your-best-asset.html' title='What is Your Best Asset?'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0uGozfmdFI/AAAAAAAAADA/4yiXM1AUgp0/s72-c/Bang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-4305932547591438413</id><published>2010-01-14T09:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T09:22:41.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Help Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0816c0vtpI/AAAAAAAAADY/mQ4fbDj3hDg/s1600-h/On+HilStreet.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0816c0vtpI/AAAAAAAAADY/mQ4fbDj3hDg/s320/On+HilStreet.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Reposted with permission from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://onhillstreet.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;http://onhillstreet.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; (Thanks Hil! You're pretty &amp;amp; smart.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here’s what we can do while sitting at our desks with our accessible doctors and blessed lives …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Pray.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Look at your favorite charitable organization’s website – are they collecting funds for Haiti?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;If you are looking for a place to donate, remember that the United Methodist Church sends people everywhere. They are in Port-au-Prince and can use your donations. Donate &lt;a href="http://secure.gbgm-umc.org/donations/umcor/donate.cfm?code=418325&amp;amp;id=3018760"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-4305932547591438413?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/4305932547591438413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-haiti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4305932547591438413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/4305932547591438413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-haiti.html' title='Help Haiti'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0816c0vtpI/AAAAAAAAADY/mQ4fbDj3hDg/s72-c/On+HilStreet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-137501667255863855</id><published>2010-01-14T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:00:01.894-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complicated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>I’m with Coco.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S03phHdL-yI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-xKzpSSjjPE/s1600-h/with-coco-obrien[1].jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S03phHdL-yI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-xKzpSSjjPE/s320/with-coco-obrien%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you Team Jay or Team Conan? I’m with Conan. I have been keeping track of this fine debate for the past several days, and I have decided that Conan is getting a raw deal. I will agree with several pundits ( I can’t believe that they are really debating this on “news” shows) in that the Late Night audience is not ready for Conan’s brand of humor, but I really enjoy him. I particularly love it when he adjusts his stance marionette-style, and who can deny that hair! (Conan- Don’t ever &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/01/12/conan-obrien-statement-i_n_420521.html"&gt;apologize&lt;/a&gt; for your perfect do!) NBC has totally denied Conan the opportunity to lead an institution of late night television. If Jay does go into the 11:35 (10:35) time slot he will just be competing with Stephen Colbert, and if comes down to Jay or Stephen I am team Stephen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the lesson here? You are your own best advocate. In my experience as a working adult the best person to let your boss know how awesome you are is you. The best person to let your boss know how innovative &amp;amp; how much initiative you take is you. The best person to show you in your best light is you. Conan has put himself in his best light, by standing by what is important to him &amp;amp; saying, in a polite and courteous tone, “I am deciding what is best for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict that NBC will do what they think is best for them (which is not what is best) and let Conan move along. Conan will undoubtedly not have any trouble finding another outlet, and so I wish him luck. Conan- Even though you are a guy I think you’re pretty &amp;amp; smart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-137501667255863855?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/137501667255863855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-with-coco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/137501667255863855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/137501667255863855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-with-coco.html' title='I’m with Coco.'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S03phHdL-yI/AAAAAAAAADQ/-xKzpSSjjPE/s72-c/with-coco-obrien%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-3728154468637786575</id><published>2010-01-13T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T07:00:08.636-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diversions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>Hidden Comments on BOOZECATS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0yWH1LHbCI/AAAAAAAAADI/tICaqVs2l1o/s1600-h/Boozecats.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0yWH1LHbCI/AAAAAAAAADI/tICaqVs2l1o/s640/Boozecats.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;One of the blogs that I frequent is &lt;a href="http://www.boozecats.com/"&gt;boozecats.com&lt;/a&gt;. As you know I really want a cat, and so these photo- shopped kitties are so funny! I discovered that if you hold your curser over the photo there are additional comments made. The comment does go along with the caption, and some of them will make you pee in your pants. Hope you enjoy, and don’t forget you’re pretty &amp;amp; smart.&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/1714926389093261268-3728154468637786575?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3728154468637786575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/hidden-comments-on-boozecats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3728154468637786575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3728154468637786575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/hidden-comments-on-boozecats.html' title='Hidden Comments on BOOZECATS'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0yWH1LHbCI/AAAAAAAAADI/tICaqVs2l1o/s72-c/Boozecats.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-5373816410507112362</id><published>2010-01-12T07:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T07:00:01.395-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorites'/><title type='text'>I Love NPR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0uAy1VxIRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9MdeSF0n0ZI/s1600-h/nprlogo_138x46[1].gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0uAy1VxIRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9MdeSF0n0ZI/s640/nprlogo_138x46%5B1%5D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love NPR! Every morning I log in to my computer, and download &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=3"&gt;Morning Edition&lt;/a&gt;, the previous day’s &lt;a href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=2"&gt;All Things Considered&lt;/a&gt;. I listen with interest and focus. I have learned, so much about this world that I live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what I learned about yesterday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is a migrant worker/immigrant debate in Italy that has turned violent in the past week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;41.6% of people ages 12-54 are myopic (near sighted)&amp;nbsp;as compared to 25% of the same age group in 1970’s.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A study that was published in &lt;em&gt;Nature Neuroscience&lt;/em&gt; may lead to another way of curing migraines (I suffer from migraines, so this is really interesting to me).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Al-Qaida is contracting for terrorist attacks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cook County, Illinois County Prosecutor is looking into the methods that were used by students of the &lt;a href="http://www.innocenceproject.org/"&gt;Innocence Project&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;These random stories have helped me to know that the world is bigger than my home, work, family and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-5373816410507112362?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/5373816410507112362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-npr.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5373816410507112362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/5373816410507112362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-npr.html' title='I Love NPR!'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0uAy1VxIRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/9MdeSF0n0ZI/s72-c/nprlogo_138x46%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-1183833352595466445</id><published>2010-01-11T07:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:00:05.502-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work hard'/><title type='text'>Work Hard &amp; Be Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0Nf5M4Jv_I/AAAAAAAAABY/IM3j8cZLC3k/s1600-h/Cookie+Bouqet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0Nf5M4Jv_I/AAAAAAAAABY/IM3j8cZLC3k/s320/Cookie+Bouqet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom drove me to school everyday until I went to college. When my mom dropped me off in the mornings, she would tell me “Work hard, and be good.” When I went to college she would tell me “Work hard, be good, and have fun, but not too much fun.” This was the bouquet that mom sent on my 20th birthday (the reason for the cookies is because she had her cell phone turned off all day on my BIRTHDAY!, but more on that in future posts). Please note that the cookie florist got the message mixed up, but you get the picture. I think that when I drop my future kids off at school in the mornings I am going to tell them “Work hard, be good, and you’re pretty and smart.”&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/1714926389093261268-1183833352595466445?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/1183833352595466445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/work-hard-be-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1183833352595466445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/1183833352595466445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/work-hard-be-good.html' title='Work Hard &amp; Be Good'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0Nf5M4Jv_I/AAAAAAAAABY/IM3j8cZLC3k/s72-c/Cookie+Bouqet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-8043791577838792282</id><published>2010-01-08T07:00:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T09:07:34.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complicated'/><title type='text'>This is My Daughter's Nephew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0YEwl1KlPI/AAAAAAAAACw/boxNu83fww4/s1600-h/Caleb+and+Megan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0YEwl1KlPI/AAAAAAAAACw/boxNu83fww4/s320/Caleb+and+Megan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My mother, who recently retired, had a picture of The Nephew and me on her desk at work. Because I am pretty, and The Nephew is totally good looking there were tons of compliments on how great we look, and also questions on what my mother’s grandson’s name is. The answer to the inevitable question was always “He is my daughter’s nephew.” This did meet with some confusion. I am of the age when I could have kids, but The Nephew is not my child or my mother’s grandson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a complicated family tree. I have 4 parents and 11 grandparents. One of the greatest things about being in my family is that all of my parents get along! So here is the key to the riddle: My mom is married to Jack. My dad is married to Joan.&amp;nbsp;Joan is Sister Meg's mom, and Sister Meg is The Nephew’s mom (that's them in the photo). Got it? Good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-8043791577838792282?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/8043791577838792282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-my-daughters-nephew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8043791577838792282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/8043791577838792282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-my-daughters-nephew.html' title='This is My Daughter&apos;s Nephew'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0YEwl1KlPI/AAAAAAAAACw/boxNu83fww4/s72-c/Caleb+and+Megan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-848280749385842901</id><published>2010-01-07T07:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T07:00:03.018-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Lunch with Andrea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0NdATxeJVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rGVuBV-a_Vg/s1600-h/Andrea+Edward.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0NdATxeJVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rGVuBV-a_Vg/s320/Andrea+Edward.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;In high school I hung out with a small group of friends, but really never felt like I fit in (an ongoing theme in my life). There was one particular friend that I really hit it off with. If I was at a friend's house it was usually hers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not go to my 10 year class reunion (several years ago), so I had missed an opportunity to see her. My husband's grandmother had passed away and there was a funeral to go to, but honestly I hadn't planned on going anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Saturday after Christmas I had lunch with Andrea-that's her with the big bright smile during our band days (that's me under the shoulder ropes). She was in town to see her parents, and had thought to connect with me. We hadn't seen each other in many years, maybe 10 (I know that I visited her when she was living in the dorm at UT), and a lot has changed in our lives. Andrea lives in Arizona. She works for a well known international company. She is investing in real estate. What different lives we lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I used to hear about the adventures of my former classmates (several are medical doctors, and one even went to Korea to teach English before going to medical school!) I had felt like I hadn't accomplished anything. I almost felt like that with my old friend. Almost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just not true that I haven't accomplished anything. I won't go into them here, but the things I have accomplished in my life has been done so the world may somehow be positively impacted, and not to be compared and/or diminished when placed in the same light as others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it was so great to see my friend Andrea. I hope that we are able to stay in touch because it is so hard to find quality friends. Andrea's path was and is different than mine, but different isn't better. Andrea, thank you for your friendship then and now. I hope that you know how appreciated you were in my high school years, and I hope you know you're pretty and smart too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-848280749385842901?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/848280749385842901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/lunch-with-andrea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/848280749385842901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/848280749385842901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/lunch-with-andrea.html' title='Lunch with Andrea'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0NdATxeJVI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rGVuBV-a_Vg/s72-c/Andrea+Edward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-2125124120954378744</id><published>2010-01-06T07:00:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:06:50.791-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Epiphany 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0OZYzS0CLI/AAAAAAAAABo/cpBi9iCi88g/s1600-h/Grandma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0OZYzS0CLI/AAAAAAAAABo/cpBi9iCi88g/s320/Grandma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is the 15th anniversary of my grandmother’s passing. This is the picture that was in the &lt;a href="http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/statesman/obituary.aspx?n=ruby-jordan&amp;amp;pid=129406878" target="new"&gt;paper last year&lt;/a&gt; (I would say the photo was taken in the 1970’s). I was 14 when she passed. I was about to turn 15. Now 15 years later I am about to be 30. It feels like she just passed, and it feels like she passed a lifetime ago.&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Helen Maxwell Jordan died too young, too unknown, too loved to have left me. I need her and I have cried for her&amp;nbsp;until my heart is about to&amp;nbsp;fall from my chest.&lt;br /&gt;About 3 months ago I went to her resting place. I went to tell her about all the things that she had missed. She told me she knew everything that I had told her. I went to tell her that the pain of her absence was too much to bear. She told me to let go and have peace.&lt;br /&gt;I find peace in knowing Grandma is still guiding my decisions, still coloring my judgments, still letting me know what being loved feels like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-2125124120954378744?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/2125124120954378744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/epiphany-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2125124120954378744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/2125124120954378744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/epiphany-2010.html' title='Epiphany 2010'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0OZYzS0CLI/AAAAAAAAABo/cpBi9iCi88g/s72-c/Grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-3861726727765300132</id><published>2010-01-05T08:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T09:06:02.975-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holly Cat'/><title type='text'>Here Kitty, Kitty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0JudphqVNI/AAAAAAAAABI/aVbeNrlswjw/s1600-h/Holly+Cat+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423018356949800146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0JudphqVNI/AAAAAAAAABI/aVbeNrlswjw/s320/Holly+Cat+2.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 240px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I want a cat. I want a cat real bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with cats from the age of five. The first cat we had was Jennifer. My mother was convinced that she and Jennifer were sisters in a past life. I would agree with this analysis. Jennifer adopted us when her pet parent just left her when they moved. RUDE! Jennifer was an only cat for awhile. One summer this little grey kitten joined us at the pool. She was beautiful! She was pointed with grey and tabby markings, and the person name of Ashley took hold. Ashley was a talker, and mainly loved to join you while you were *ahem* “giving-it-a-go”. Baby soon joined. There was Oscar, but he didn’t last very long and I couldn’t mention my kitty siblings without including him. When mom married Jack the brood was increased to 5 with Miss Kitty, and then Shadow. After a move to the country and a bit of time all of the original five have gone to kitty heaven. They went from old age, and some have gone the way of the coyote. (The rules are different for country cats and city cats.) There were of course other additions once I went to college, but they were my parents’ cats and not really mine. I remember my kitty sisters fondly. I love that there are pictures in photo albums of them. I know that Jennifer was named after my kindergarten best friend, that Ashley looked like ashes, that Baby was really named Amelia Peabody Emerson, that Miss Kitty was called Kitty until we (me &amp;amp; mom) decided she needed a real respectable name, and that Shadow could really sneak up on you when it was dark outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband has firmly said “NO!” to the idea of a litter box in the house, and thus to a cat. I am really sad over this. I really want a cat. Bad. The past two weeks I have had the pleasure to take care of Holly Cat (pictured above) &amp;amp; Emma Cat while my BFF was out of town. This has made the yearning for a cat stronger. Over New Year’s weekend Cats 101 was playing in marathon on the Animal Planet, and I watched every episode. I learned so much about cats. I learned that I really want a Maine Coon or a Ragdoll. These are huge cats! This has made the need for a cat even stronger. When I think about adding another furry friend (we have two dogs) to our family I think, “Must have, MUST HAVE NOW!”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-3861726727765300132?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/3861726727765300132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/here-kitty-kitty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3861726727765300132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/3861726727765300132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/here-kitty-kitty.html' title='Here Kitty, Kitty'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S0JudphqVNI/AAAAAAAAABI/aVbeNrlswjw/s72-c/Holly+Cat+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714926389093261268.post-6292297502456217447</id><published>2010-01-04T10:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:10:57.641-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endings'/><title type='text'>New Year, New ...</title><content type='html'>Over the past six months I have been following several blogs.  Most of the blog reading that I do has been during work hours.  I currently work for a bank that was taken over by the FDIC in August. I work in the "back office", and my department is totally relying on the connections that are made in the retail banks.  There hasn't been a ton of work.  How many of you would like to get a loan from a bank that was taken over by the government, and is now in the hands of Spanish Overlords?  Apparently not a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job will be ending at the beginning of March (I hope we are around that long), and with the beginning of March comes the beginning of my thirties.  I have been inspired by two particular friends (&lt;a href="http://roadwarriorette.wordpress.com/"target="new"&gt;Road Warriorette&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://onhilstreet.com/"target="new"&gt;OnHilStreet&lt;/a&gt;) to start to record my thoughts on my surroundings in blog form.  Hopefully, what I have to say will resonate with more than just my group of close friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714926389093261268-6292297502456217447?l=youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/feeds/6292297502456217447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6292297502456217447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714926389093261268/posts/default/6292297502456217447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://youreprettyandsmart.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new.html' title='New Year, New ...'/><author><name>HAM</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13120636903548270815</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P2GSVmEXTKA/S614l-G7mJI/AAAAAAAAASE/yTtCGJEV5F4/S220/s849579678_657210_5882.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
