tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-279086102024-03-07T14:55:38.581-08:00Purple PatchRead my blog and tell me how I should describe it.VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.comBlogger271125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-62276100014851928692010-09-17T13:57:00.000-07:002010-09-17T14:18:55.552-07:00Happy Birthday Dear Valerie...Happy Birthday to You!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-HLx_1nNPaiMOIlIuuv7EKb8hAVINymEvTKUgKSGPMmMnjTKiNa5DRLq-iQLOOjKF1zsyD91rDhSL9xel2Py6ZI6fuQuvyP2_jAAYNFZW4mzikXTsm0RN5y6GXsgD8PQUzzYp/s1600/Group+shot+Val%27s+bday+9-16-10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517991954666790290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-HLx_1nNPaiMOIlIuuv7EKb8hAVINymEvTKUgKSGPMmMnjTKiNa5DRLq-iQLOOjKF1zsyD91rDhSL9xel2Py6ZI6fuQuvyP2_jAAYNFZW4mzikXTsm0RN5y6GXsgD8PQUzzYp/s400/Group+shot+Val%27s+bday+9-16-10.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmWKwCNUk3PvoDo1tUEShls0zfKFhtvwioY7q65IRr8u6SAXZLqgfAW55npUH2WIZU0AjMxo13rgzfqja_omCDvEWG8NKfJf44NJ7wJQUIiZOpaBRxAMjYYMKHqJiIaT7go9lE/s1600/Reflected+Bonnie,+Mike+%26+Val,+9-16-10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 236px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517989875184995778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1a3mxGU1yO9CDtl7BkROCztu574nlf2-cGDmu3cEvXCm2rEhMze1iFKqR-fTsWoThup0bCFvImjJS5jMDTfRMVAslT7WdFeZ4QyZoXHkx-oY-h83ynrBJZIH-nySzd5d8pUHy/s400/4+Squire+Sibs+at+RL,+9-16-10.jpg" /></a> Oh, it was a grand old time with the Squires celebrating Valerie's birthday at a popular seafood restaurant! We had a waiter named Tom, whom we later called "Octo-man" because he dispensed water, coffee, butter, all-you-can-eat shrimp and fixins' like he had 8 arms helicoptering over us almost constantly, cracking jokes and bowing and scraping like a parody on Saturday Night Live! Fritz hated his loud voice, but we wanted for nothing, especially considering that his young lady assistant would drift by and ask us what we wanted only seconds after Tom had showered us with all our needs. Tom led us in singing Happy Birthday to Valerie as she goggled at the luscious dessert with a candle on top, accidentally blown out by Tom's loud voice. Willow was as good as gold throughout the meal, handled expertly by her Grandma Margie, although my attempts to snap a picture of her cooing and smiling were foiled by the half-second delay on my digital camera flash....and speaking of cameras, I inadvertently caught some dessert stealing going on, although I wouldn't like to say whose arm and hand that is wielding the soiled fork that is digging deeply into Margie's Chocolate Lava Cookie. Anyway, we did have a wonderful visit with family and enjoyed celebrating Valerie's birthday. I am sure the birthday girl had an exciting and eventful day, even though afterwards we had to take Jamie to the emergency room to get a shot for a migraine. We topped it all off with a ride around the lake.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-76287368751543041582010-02-07T01:43:00.000-08:002010-02-07T01:53:56.170-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpkARjFkhDrJeLKVxxNP74_s8kmS2TDwtGAvn3-mf9WLUQIV9cbI_UnJEu9lKkx_408Ch-JO0gSE04wdHIORawrbZ-6KgpyE0FoP_KjCDzRAip7c7fdgRpS6zXP7YAEyX9g0bR/s1600-h/Deer,+Feb.+2010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435435370463671106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpkARjFkhDrJeLKVxxNP74_s8kmS2TDwtGAvn3-mf9WLUQIV9cbI_UnJEu9lKkx_408Ch-JO0gSE04wdHIORawrbZ-6KgpyE0FoP_KjCDzRAip7c7fdgRpS6zXP7YAEyX9g0bR/s400/Deer,+Feb.+2010.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzmPdr947W9vhCFXLiZtsB0AYNYC-5rnQ8WxLATgIuyvKEUnBi0nW2vWBhryn8TLhTQPDYZqEdRpVQu9hsJL6iNTuscaV3FRh9WsVhavzSDp9vJyRL3I11-RFOZwUit-ngjC5/s1600-h/Bald+eagle,+Feb.+2010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435435193052376450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzmPdr947W9vhCFXLiZtsB0AYNYC-5rnQ8WxLATgIuyvKEUnBi0nW2vWBhryn8TLhTQPDYZqEdRpVQu9hsJL6iNTuscaV3FRh9WsVhavzSDp9vJyRL3I11-RFOZwUit-ngjC5/s400/Bald+eagle,+Feb.+2010.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjtMBEmvuZ_nkVm96CPyyJw8lIJnRMI208Hwh0BEcKds9rPkqlGfsJlT07vXRGRl62QetAE_qJjFFZKfpETLD26qmAZANxUxHQEf9vOO8X-TxnBwixgUFb1KcDfXyNJv0rKe4J/s1600-h/Bald+eagle+2,+Feb.+2010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435435095167060466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjtMBEmvuZ_nkVm96CPyyJw8lIJnRMI208Hwh0BEcKds9rPkqlGfsJlT07vXRGRl62QetAE_qJjFFZKfpETLD26qmAZANxUxHQEf9vOO8X-TxnBwixgUFb1KcDfXyNJv0rKe4J/s400/Bald+eagle+2,+Feb.+2010.jpg" /></a><br />There were several deer that day, but we were on the wrong side of the road to take good pictures of them. The big coup was spotting the eagle, just south of where you turn to get onto the road that turns into the Ovals. There were emergency vehicles making a huge clamor of sound and light as we pulled over and tried to find a spot to get a clear shot. The eagle was only there long enough for me to get 3 pictures, one of which is blurry. But using my zoom and then cropping revealed a little bit of his yellow beak even though his back is turned. Eagles look so noble and thrilling in the wild! They just do. Sorry to say, the fire that caused all the racket resulted in the death of a former big lakes freighter captain, he was 86, and was in command of the second ship behind the Edmund Fitzgerald when it sank that stormy November night. His little house was right on the channel, where I bet he loved seeing all the lower lakers come in.<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-17657623051340512212010-02-05T14:59:00.000-08:002010-02-05T15:45:59.580-08:00Homeless Guy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsKtSBLdxXwJCblX6tF9GtrqyCCgqFGyPJccAy-Hiaf2T8k3PTVf2eYFJxOTFbaw89TBTH55Q9wys3h2G4frF8-a3UKdHoBrqQs7d4vcNFpygBxkcmyUSqWo9KmesKEeHtyrU/s1600-h/Homeless+guy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434898165198228370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsKtSBLdxXwJCblX6tF9GtrqyCCgqFGyPJccAy-Hiaf2T8k3PTVf2eYFJxOTFbaw89TBTH55Q9wys3h2G4frF8-a3UKdHoBrqQs7d4vcNFpygBxkcmyUSqWo9KmesKEeHtyrU/s400/Homeless+guy.jpg" /></a> Living near Lake Michigan means that we can drive around the ovals almost every day to enjoy the beautiful big lake, the grassy dunes, and all the birds and animals. But sometime last spring, we noticed something else: a grubby white van parked along the roadway, and it was there every day. When the area is dark but not yet closed, you can see a the guy's silhouette as he sits in his van and watches a small tv. After 11:00 p.m, the park is closed and the van is gone. But the next day it would be right back. All summer, the van sat there with open windows, near the porta-john that stays there during the beach-user season. When I walked on the boardwalk, sometimes I would see the homeless guy. He is young, in his twenties probably, and has a ratty nest of Robinson Crusoe-looking long hair. Once he smiled and nodded at me, and I thought that was kind of a nice, friendly thing to do. For awhile, his back side windows seemed to be missing, and he put a sheet of wood over the opening. One day, Fritz saw him take an old, broken card table off our garbage bin on the curb and put it in his van, and we wondered: would he fix it and sell it, use it, strip the metal and sell it, give it to someone who ran a used furniture business, or maybe take part in a yard sale? After a few weeks, his window was fixed.<br /><br />The police cruise that area constantly, as do the summer park rangers, and they apparently find no harm in his being there. I don't see any harm or threat to the public, but I wonder what harm there is to him. I would really like to know his story. But there is a part of me that just doesn't want to get involved. Because frankly, I am a little afraid of what makes people homeless. And, if it were me living that way, I would only want the kind of help I could go and get myself. I would not want curious, well-meaning strangers rapping on my car window. I imagine when he opens his window, the smell would gag me. I don't even want to think about what he does on these bitterly cold winter days when he has to use a bathroom. And I wonder how a vehicle, even if he ran the engine occasionally, could possibly keep him warm enough to make it okay for him to be there in that situation.<br /><br />When Thanksgiving rolled around, I wondered if he went somewhere to enjoy a good dinner. When Christmas rolled around I wondered if he visited family, had a good meal, got any presents, went to a church? I wonder, is he an ex-con, an urban Henry David Thoreau, a sex-offender, mentally ill, a drug-user, a violent anti-social misfit, or is he an angel testing our compassion, waiting to see what society will do? Why is he there? He makes me so aware of my blessings. And he makes me feel guilty for not getting involved. He makes me regret being a coward, and about the time I regret that, a part of me that is just as strong tells me that he would not want watered down people like me getting involved.<br /><br />There is white van parked down by the lake with a homeless guy in it. And there is nothing I can do about it.<br /><br /><div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-39609734470142203452010-02-02T23:17:00.000-08:002010-02-02T23:34:30.494-08:00No Sledding Fashion Show Birthday Karaoke Party<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHddWj9nnR4QMnVGIOgDkq3JgjhrXteUS6U2b0JIA8lNW35MWLRVBcha7-Ig5PSMtFyW9l7-Nfywc4FnMHsGA6xBD-b_z60UZw6jRtNpxhxWAv0DVaBUxgmYOWhd0tM5IrNNHQ/s1600-h/P1220241.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433915506081608914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHddWj9nnR4QMnVGIOgDkq3JgjhrXteUS6U2b0JIA8lNW35MWLRVBcha7-Ig5PSMtFyW9l7-Nfywc4FnMHsGA6xBD-b_z60UZw6jRtNpxhxWAv0DVaBUxgmYOWhd0tM5IrNNHQ/s400/P1220241.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjxpwfPkg0IIhTrGUiRU1y_wAiXuovpIWoy6ltRBBuO1ymqYTeKtQoA5eVhgerq9tCtIPEvbsUZgiQh_ksYXWa9DbXioU-vGJGjx78Re_f4Lb07ctqnO15uVblVd18P1NYrb_/s1600-h/P1220237.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433915319191139650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIjxpwfPkg0IIhTrGUiRU1y_wAiXuovpIWoy6ltRBBuO1ymqYTeKtQoA5eVhgerq9tCtIPEvbsUZgiQh_ksYXWa9DbXioU-vGJGjx78Re_f4Lb07ctqnO15uVblVd18P1NYrb_/s400/P1220237.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKVmVd4vNe6cQcGUJdULMZdZ3Vkm37j2xDAq7LSe_j5dCZUyeKmGKJXqQx5u8KRrgW4F87VUDhxaRXtdB-iEPc6hUMcsVm0j6576UFa9nYj0uge9jtDQmApswN-abWYAkGvCt6/s1600-h/Brooke's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 324px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433915052951863922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKVmVd4vNe6cQcGUJdULMZdZ3Vkm37j2xDAq7LSe_j5dCZUyeKmGKJXqQx5u8KRrgW4F87VUDhxaRXtdB-iEPc6hUMcsVm0j6576UFa9nYj0uge9jtDQmApswN-abWYAkGvCt6/s400/Brooke's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0jqV3OpNIB2Y8oXMgWB0yVRr054bsybGo5y5H8hX1MLiOi8FR5RyEjmnPjrtFfxTYcY89Ks9AD6xmxOxxWKReuc4vE52GMzJU-NB-Jm1K68HSNLxnVrbrNuhDNpqyL3Mzm9z/s1600-h/Brandie,+emcee,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433914914038430210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB0jqV3OpNIB2Y8oXMgWB0yVRr054bsybGo5y5H8hX1MLiOi8FR5RyEjmnPjrtFfxTYcY89Ks9AD6xmxOxxWKReuc4vE52GMzJU-NB-Jm1K68HSNLxnVrbrNuhDNpqyL3Mzm9z/s400/Brandie,+emcee,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL9cBTFiTciw8_piqHm-d6ETUR4A46chFBz6qi2wNwpEcZOt4W6VNiOW5rYsMrfmyrS06r0qrYcVeVWyQi9tz2aJBE8Cr6n5dYZ-rWJvWhLgCs5PaMCaFEqMb1mi7YR14uP-vN/s1600-h/Paige's+fashion+2,+Jan,+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433914803329141634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL9cBTFiTciw8_piqHm-d6ETUR4A46chFBz6qi2wNwpEcZOt4W6VNiOW5rYsMrfmyrS06r0qrYcVeVWyQi9tz2aJBE8Cr6n5dYZ-rWJvWhLgCs5PaMCaFEqMb1mi7YR14uP-vN/s400/Paige's+fashion+2,+Jan,+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWgVEgJ78PA3Z3Nrx1WYB6RX0gp-n5Bz6Q2sqShAeF2lA3D7m5GioOs9IQGm4U8cXXzB0l-FApvuvlda2jrWIIpj9bBZzRgzUJvEYCrrguZs-OKZ2x8pCfWvd82-NjdFkAy-9/s1600-h/Paige's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 359px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433914685470760018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieWgVEgJ78PA3Z3Nrx1WYB6RX0gp-n5Bz6Q2sqShAeF2lA3D7m5GioOs9IQGm4U8cXXzB0l-FApvuvlda2jrWIIpj9bBZzRgzUJvEYCrrguZs-OKZ2x8pCfWvd82-NjdFkAy-9/s400/Paige's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6umVSYz1mzlkIxnzwbQ5gY7lcDEBQbZXyrzWIzTEXhyphenhyphenFnSFw0QohF-3CJFlxaw42FAoNxdCcj_zgaZgQL6eGijpfkzz7kmk10ZtM5NQRIdoHYZGX0UUd6GcPiXSaHzg2augu/s1600-h/Rich,+Wendy,+Cindy+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433914514921057890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC6umVSYz1mzlkIxnzwbQ5gY7lcDEBQbZXyrzWIzTEXhyphenhyphenFnSFw0QohF-3CJFlxaw42FAoNxdCcj_zgaZgQL6eGijpfkzz7kmk10ZtM5NQRIdoHYZGX0UUd6GcPiXSaHzg2augu/s400/Rich,+Wendy,+Cindy+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF1ns6JHoK4M2E04pr7FDwmhtdwUQZBEGlyO63ubTP6aO4gmJBakHDM80bUGnmgIF-iZs8PdJMqx7ET4qCF5ewNBiWTqDywNJzKBxWLfOaVay36mgDsX3vSZZ6h0t5WWmpP5xM/s1600-h/Ray+blowing+out+candles,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433914362823332370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF1ns6JHoK4M2E04pr7FDwmhtdwUQZBEGlyO63ubTP6aO4gmJBakHDM80bUGnmgIF-iZs8PdJMqx7ET4qCF5ewNBiWTqDywNJzKBxWLfOaVay36mgDsX3vSZZ6h0t5WWmpP5xM/s400/Ray+blowing+out+candles,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLnwRVxfAleuivUv-GVtllZKleFJTUnk0ho7QVbYMK2PC1LE-bgsqQhX6_wappP2HEBjuqmQRSebzacQI4kHjfmtsDr-Z9SFole35fSqlcBWRGtlQpadt1ue6MI1e8AxAfdao9/s1600-h/Hailie's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433913910874029682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLnwRVxfAleuivUv-GVtllZKleFJTUnk0ho7QVbYMK2PC1LE-bgsqQhX6_wappP2HEBjuqmQRSebzacQI4kHjfmtsDr-Z9SFole35fSqlcBWRGtlQpadt1ue6MI1e8AxAfdao9/s400/Hailie's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDMEKmPqrapCHx2fsZhkQqKdY_kq0FqDpekGYvPOeq9bfmL5gsgZ4vaiCNeb55w3wcxh802HWO4p9tOj6TtRKZuEV_Js-x-_MsseNJdL1slEhRkNpFI6fR8XDT5BKb-sPNrrjT/s1600-h/Grace,+Em,+Hailie,+fashions+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433913758188340850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDMEKmPqrapCHx2fsZhkQqKdY_kq0FqDpekGYvPOeq9bfmL5gsgZ4vaiCNeb55w3wcxh802HWO4p9tOj6TtRKZuEV_Js-x-_MsseNJdL1slEhRkNpFI6fR8XDT5BKb-sPNrrjT/s400/Grace,+Em,+Hailie,+fashions+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSL00zc25aSHRaoJ3soadmS1gDw1GvZPQWnO4MNGvZUbkYg_TO4h4O-Ydn2udEA6KDic25GPrKBX9n4eYW9t9-v2nHf-dmhH-IPmFVFFCS1C5VYWKw9qR2uYebfMDBelaEvfXa/s1600-h/Em's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433913593672836850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSL00zc25aSHRaoJ3soadmS1gDw1GvZPQWnO4MNGvZUbkYg_TO4h4O-Ydn2udEA6KDic25GPrKBX9n4eYW9t9-v2nHf-dmhH-IPmFVFFCS1C5VYWKw9qR2uYebfMDBelaEvfXa/s400/Em's+fashion,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0DmBZ-kYtfrOGklnPSgKTSFzz90Nch7h5v2puMTJAeab5ECClD0NFvpruAmPzLnp8jCYGm8xNPjwkAo5m4NPiLnsb0zgdH28oBQMK8W3zkk71bLUzYO80aTZ1IA3NTjd0nSK/s1600-h/Brooke's+fashion+2,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433913350900978290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0DmBZ-kYtfrOGklnPSgKTSFzz90Nch7h5v2puMTJAeab5ECClD0NFvpruAmPzLnp8jCYGm8xNPjwkAo5m4NPiLnsb0zgdH28oBQMK8W3zkk71bLUzYO80aTZ1IA3NTjd0nSK/s400/Brooke's+fashion+2,+Jan.+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Ray's birthday party this year didn't include sledding down McGraft Park hill due to lack of snow, but the tradition of tacos and fun and games went on unabated! This year it was fun to have Ben Bliss and Rich Canniff come and party with us. The girls put on a fashion show deluxe, with zany being the style of choice, and the music went on long after midnight. Not shown in my pictures are Laura and Jamie, and Wendy's boy's Hunter and Fisher since they were holed up in a back bedroom with video games. The boys, not the girls! Anyway, it was a fun night for all of us to be together and we had a blast. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkUE0NcjNjKGOcknABbQhtSclUVvGnZTMMd9IeVtSw8gS9RFYCNtbVp0O_8Z8KLRpyyjgXAAE0Ayd_Q2Lc9Mi9dxwqDC_44TWV3U3nqn4yKlkUwNNJoWC2mRz6dHDW5waJDT6_/s1600-h/A+boy+and+his+tacos+Jan+23,+%2710.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433913238107980434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkUE0NcjNjKGOcknABbQhtSclUVvGnZTMMd9IeVtSw8gS9RFYCNtbVp0O_8Z8KLRpyyjgXAAE0Ayd_Q2Lc9Mi9dxwqDC_44TWV3U3nqn4yKlkUwNNJoWC2mRz6dHDW5waJDT6_/s400/A+boy+and+his+tacos+Jan+23,+%2710.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-29711800480144081902009-10-04T15:45:00.000-07:002009-10-04T16:07:44.540-07:00Parent's Day at School<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA_lL1vVXH59CWahXyyjG9omSptS2X16pe_ljXa56v01LdEuesuCbCpKP70tv-Ye5YmE96QUhyrOp1dN2EFObJRoABGkZ9dHWSf9O65OeSwILSw7g9oD3sWk98ruMjlrsUZSal/s1600-h/Em+in+cafeteria,+Sept.30+2009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883831122030354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA_lL1vVXH59CWahXyyjG9omSptS2X16pe_ljXa56v01LdEuesuCbCpKP70tv-Ye5YmE96QUhyrOp1dN2EFObJRoABGkZ9dHWSf9O65OeSwILSw7g9oD3sWk98ruMjlrsUZSal/s400/Em+in+cafeteria,+Sept.30+2009.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlmQzjRvQNKsjFtk7GciV0OC_nJZyc5m8NuPsb93jw-ed4NJ1kBc3bjQUS622PRjlTnkt2KUyEvN1N_pB4wWdYCLlhbJ3P7QRlv8uld_Gs2PJR7-Vhv1YNd6K2R_k1X12O17en/s1600-h/Em+and+Mya,+9-30-09.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883655237029634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlmQzjRvQNKsjFtk7GciV0OC_nJZyc5m8NuPsb93jw-ed4NJ1kBc3bjQUS622PRjlTnkt2KUyEvN1N_pB4wWdYCLlhbJ3P7QRlv8uld_Gs2PJR7-Vhv1YNd6K2R_k1X12O17en/s400/Em+and+Mya,+9-30-09.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXVlvFk0Qv7U5ANfr1xmfEwqy6gLk-8Mb-vnyCbDW6v4HE2mCEe6tC7HhWQa5A5FwVifwtgSJ3wnFGhJ7WCHR1VwfXi1bva2Y0Wq8I-0dGRI_QLpQryPSPGffuLcqrKD0LtrYT/s1600-h/Em+and+friend+9-30-09+White+Pines.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883440755811218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXVlvFk0Qv7U5ANfr1xmfEwqy6gLk-8Mb-vnyCbDW6v4HE2mCEe6tC7HhWQa5A5FwVifwtgSJ3wnFGhJ7WCHR1VwfXi1bva2Y0Wq8I-0dGRI_QLpQryPSPGffuLcqrKD0LtrYT/s400/Em+and+friend+9-30-09+White+Pines.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5OGjP4gT_kfJmzDXI9g_3LHD5ukNakRITM1GvX75aH-VQBXhEE3B0ml9LnIE8_s3auqfheoZ9ztfQLiTbxHRjJB0kxa_T42CK1WYAQfEsHkX-Lc35IncqDVHSeVZnnjDSdHfs/s1600-h/Emily+at+locker,+White+Pines+9-30-09.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883224296421682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5OGjP4gT_kfJmzDXI9g_3LHD5ukNakRITM1GvX75aH-VQBXhEE3B0ml9LnIE8_s3auqfheoZ9ztfQLiTbxHRjJB0kxa_T42CK1WYAQfEsHkX-Lc35IncqDVHSeVZnnjDSdHfs/s400/Emily+at+locker,+White+Pines+9-30-09.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw1-Tpc_DMDKiLvGxC_w7WLdbnRzlx1ZZpyaLYd6Z-jMRThqsrnJmfzpLJBboZlF8TAdxwvNxwHOaMSQgX5zCxb6D2gxiioQ26pXBkrTgF1LiHv2ATBR1xqrDhllg9TmN73o27/s1600-h/Convection+experiment,+White+Pines+9-09.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 262px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388883079883697890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw1-Tpc_DMDKiLvGxC_w7WLdbnRzlx1ZZpyaLYd6Z-jMRThqsrnJmfzpLJBboZlF8TAdxwvNxwHOaMSQgX5zCxb6D2gxiioQ26pXBkrTgF1LiHv2ATBR1xqrDhllg9TmN73o27/s400/Convection+experiment,+White+Pines+9-09.jpg" /></a> </div><div>While Laura is recovering from her illness, I have been trying to help out by filling in whenever possible. On September 30, I got to spend a half day with Emily at her school and took these pictures for Laura. From the cafeteria to the convection experiment in the science lab, from homeroom to choir, I got to enjoy being a "student" for a day, and even took a geography test. It was fun! Emily has some fun friends and classes. I bet Laura would have done a lot better than me on the social studies test, though!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-89927111396453207642009-10-04T15:24:00.000-07:002009-10-04T15:43:34.788-07:00Video Night Smackdown<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dytMZhZm_o0acQuL9ufpyZupLkAQtOMVw51MCwbsbAbsVZ9m2dXKfnsyOsULEQdfbgECDGWNxWkLls' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Was it the horror movies? Or the $20.00 worth of sugary and salty snacks? Or maybe just the chained heat of 5 teens and one tween sitting still for several hours? Whatever the cause, this match was only one of several that Saturday night in September! </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-60450251427299068912009-09-02T15:41:00.000-07:002009-09-02T15:47:11.994-07:00Of Course You Need a Laugh....<p> </p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxrIZrZYE7myEKxbOVisVk06JZI_SNo1FyO2Qk2m-XlfNb_Go4RBv5KA8gxQmRUhnMVSm_vEgARacg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>I found this on my Mom's computer, which I am now using, and had a really good laugh.</p>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-46314339439865097522009-08-02T19:55:00.000-07:002009-08-02T20:10:50.403-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCov2bB_SK_QiYCn3nSy6oPuztn9mOsWdoi3TLT8Zz4APEJJfYRJ5iE7r6ryOYV_BgPXiNonYsY6SnT1DpOxxXlBaaRsXIxUJt3wqi_Uew3AjeD5D9iVcGbwtZOkVGXfEhKLSf/s1600-h/Pat+and+Alex+at+Foxfest.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365568852269815442" style="DISPLAY: block; 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It sure was a good time! We saw a lot of people we know, some we haven't seen in ages, you just never know who will turn up! There are even plans to get together with people and see them again. The band was smokin' hot, and although I didn't get a good crowd picture, the dancers were out in full force, and even sang along with a couple of Val's songs. Good times, good times....<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-84307399892840046582009-07-08T01:46:00.000-07:002009-07-08T02:01:31.841-07:00Warning: NO CARE BEARS ALLOWED<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPU3ge5oKx8rMxnuD5u1dFV6J9OBGfYMQ8HM6X2wNjkGbit5Jz0rZdEBPFQjK2E1P5TpBHunZYwP6MJCzduhyphenhyphenlkwhv3Hz3WJGxhMqHC3KC2dLZh988Prr-HPYDmbzOrAgaSz6Z/s1600-h/P7050121.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356009107372109378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPU3ge5oKx8rMxnuD5u1dFV6J9OBGfYMQ8HM6X2wNjkGbit5Jz0rZdEBPFQjK2E1P5TpBHunZYwP6MJCzduhyphenhyphenlkwhv3Hz3WJGxhMqHC3KC2dLZh988Prr-HPYDmbzOrAgaSz6Z/s400/P7050121.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdY_sNxeocGD9zopdYqbFhNRNLaDTaQPaEoqLamvL_UkNM-fzTxiVwmSO3neYKTEcvSZ4q5IYwQzQKaNR5xWtWlw_R2rP6gBFiyoOe6WA9crMQ1cXs72et8V6em68hbhchOl0/s1600-h/P7050122.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356008703055802898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQdY_sNxeocGD9zopdYqbFhNRNLaDTaQPaEoqLamvL_UkNM-fzTxiVwmSO3neYKTEcvSZ4q5IYwQzQKaNR5xWtWlw_R2rP6gBFiyoOe6WA9crMQ1cXs72et8V6em68hbhchOl0/s400/P7050122.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCNtAAPG9CViCij1ero9Nx0qbQ5tdDDjTI44hx1Lltyxkzpb1_iU5VG0KmRneP0xY7p-DI0qxjCuvsCCIoxORY5K9oV6eJaYAQ-thT63HhE72tYY0JSOzzbWKx7F9ju5agLMM/s1600-h/P7050119.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356008400249371890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYCNtAAPG9CViCij1ero9Nx0qbQ5tdDDjTI44hx1Lltyxkzpb1_iU5VG0KmRneP0xY7p-DI0qxjCuvsCCIoxORY5K9oV6eJaYAQ-thT63HhE72tYY0JSOzzbWKx7F9ju5agLMM/s400/P7050119.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, when it comes to kids things change fast. </div><div></div><div>So.</div><div></div><div>I bought two (very inexpensive) toothbrushes for the twins. After an elaborate ritual of unquestionable fairness to both, which included guessing a number between one and ten and which hand it was in, Paige got the purple toothbrush, and Brooke got the yellow one. See the broken-hearted expressions above! </div><div></div><div>The yellow one (Brooke's) sported the dastardly, evil Care Bears, while the purple one (Paige's) flaunted a very edgy and much desired Bratz. </div><div></div><div>The situation was resolved when a Garfield toothbrush happened along to replace the unwanted, rejected Care Bear toothbrush and the teeth appearing in Brooke's now happy smile were finally brushed. Lesson learned.<br /></div><div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-104124626054654502009-06-22T14:20:00.000-07:002009-06-22T14:34:05.842-07:00The Luau!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifryGAmCX42jWv836FOGIW1m3UgmnIWAR-8lI_az_6K78iA1SfizU3d5U6Xr9lFBgpdMiDSqWnMSedhJGraqG0nK3XadAGKLB2OrewTnYb72lp1fR4Hjt1lShc9oecSY2lL2V7/s1600-h/P6200057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350268353968725314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifryGAmCX42jWv836FOGIW1m3UgmnIWAR-8lI_az_6K78iA1SfizU3d5U6Xr9lFBgpdMiDSqWnMSedhJGraqG0nK3XadAGKLB2OrewTnYb72lp1fR4Hjt1lShc9oecSY2lL2V7/s400/P6200057.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XI58BVPDeDPZ0GMKcKmZLtNYU4FO59GIrJoWQ9GAwo4YHsBST6u_SumF6mB2DHSQEdzhJeTcnq5RZPGo9wy7BF_POiGz7-qJ-tEHk8DXZRVsTRAqX8RdYKUX9_sQnOVOCIXz/s1600-h/P6200055.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350267949601293218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_XI58BVPDeDPZ0GMKcKmZLtNYU4FO59GIrJoWQ9GAwo4YHsBST6u_SumF6mB2DHSQEdzhJeTcnq5RZPGo9wy7BF_POiGz7-qJ-tEHk8DXZRVsTRAqX8RdYKUX9_sQnOVOCIXz/s400/P6200055.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA7jr5X8qR1ioN11F9kEYw0WK6Etgj-L38fYV5lPkYrBzdf2WyRbJnbfARhxaufFsrSyPHZIN8bGMA8HDgmxpgAwbLA7sEzFt5bK-6lXJIlv7YzAw5lgn0r-wLP_RE3CGTwrNn/s1600-h/P6200054.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350267802145541458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA7jr5X8qR1ioN11F9kEYw0WK6Etgj-L38fYV5lPkYrBzdf2WyRbJnbfARhxaufFsrSyPHZIN8bGMA8HDgmxpgAwbLA7sEzFt5bK-6lXJIlv7YzAw5lgn0r-wLP_RE3CGTwrNn/s400/P6200054.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_lWgyo_fBAI58Lw4ctpAwT7H5CHgK6NqvcPjoiDby2-n-clRTySdgEB0y6iFY7dOwBWFFi3wJ2R0fGpQn7RTNmzxkfWaSPmErRZhTJWEzcxnrkd8lRmHf6LhCOI_Qi3zeUM6/s1600-h/P6200070.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350267663151014402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn_lWgyo_fBAI58Lw4ctpAwT7H5CHgK6NqvcPjoiDby2-n-clRTySdgEB0y6iFY7dOwBWFFi3wJ2R0fGpQn7RTNmzxkfWaSPmErRZhTJWEzcxnrkd8lRmHf6LhCOI_Qi3zeUM6/s400/P6200070.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYXZ7KnwHpYGyH2gZ1TTzrzhUgU10Sur8R9JCWw9PfaQtiG5txKP07GKhg7SxgT_IZUtgn6MpTFCQQ-8NbkTkr-_r-Bhgn7WdEqZ7YC2AVXPkc4vvQWIIlQkiagviaUyhGw5b/s1600-h/P6200076.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350267525446652962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYXZ7KnwHpYGyH2gZ1TTzrzhUgU10Sur8R9JCWw9PfaQtiG5txKP07GKhg7SxgT_IZUtgn6MpTFCQQ-8NbkTkr-_r-Bhgn7WdEqZ7YC2AVXPkc4vvQWIIlQkiagviaUyhGw5b/s400/P6200076.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz88q64xKYXELiRYdQLcO5vkQ6J-8Z_a-SPm-yxpR4ukmw8_mw7rNIqBkJuPXwvRVuKgo91BSzdt6YJreU3-12LhE3IreLVnVvnzggFcC4vZiwbv4ovf-eczrfJ7TS4uEqG2jx/s1600-h/P6200056.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350267345167508306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz88q64xKYXELiRYdQLcO5vkQ6J-8Z_a-SPm-yxpR4ukmw8_mw7rNIqBkJuPXwvRVuKgo91BSzdt6YJreU3-12LhE3IreLVnVvnzggFcC4vZiwbv4ovf-eczrfJ7TS4uEqG2jx/s400/P6200056.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Family tradition: When the Squire boys' birthday month rolls around, it's party time. This year Margie and Mike hosted a luau, and if you don't think those grass skirts and bras looked cute on the guys, take a look! ! I would've taken more pictures but there were people there I didn't know very well. Val and I did a royal fire dance for the chieftains (Michigan legal fireworks suck, by the way. They wouldn't even set dune grass on fire...) and we also enjoyed a cozy bonfire outside with sparkly patio lights as a backdrop. Margie made frozen Margaritas, and we had fun telling jokes and scary stories. Oh, did I mention the food? It was great! Kudos to the cooks!</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-26827868748385299682009-06-10T21:47:00.000-07:002009-06-10T21:51:21.556-07:00WSDA Recital<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8VPGEdJJnqjyPv6_rDXwQdgS_DcL8Kpc7WiGACeMyPdMPj7y-17Ntu_Wm6mgzA5hBtEYdY9oVP1k4SrCmkpxn1vVtqy3gt8-8kl47QN0Ae0B41kfPYAi8EW-0iMtRqpY5oeoP/s1600-h/Em+at+hiphop+recital,+2009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345927898310167106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8VPGEdJJnqjyPv6_rDXwQdgS_DcL8Kpc7WiGACeMyPdMPj7y-17Ntu_Wm6mgzA5hBtEYdY9oVP1k4SrCmkpxn1vVtqy3gt8-8kl47QN0Ae0B41kfPYAi8EW-0iMtRqpY5oeoP/s400/Em+at+hiphop+recital,+2009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Emily posed for us after the recital.<br /><div></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-8890298195756327082009-06-10T21:28:00.000-07:002009-06-10T21:43:36.686-07:00Hip Hop Happiness!<p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyUbRIJx45oa4-B6oPBFINKNMQ1TPPGjEwtkZiah57tfmB7Nj1SaMx-T7kjjA_figqonkFXFM5DvA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Up in the dark balcony, it was hard to get a good video but I think Emily (front and center most of the time) did a great job, it was fun to watch!</p>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-36720924249357342292009-05-18T22:53:00.000-07:002009-05-18T22:53:34.971-07:00Birthday Memories<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHLDVR5eLx6S7YNZNsCwFmC4keLkMRuSDU3btP_pgvSTx2BG0N86go34K9y_TYuN7URmpvslTcOwunTttMoJ2MpiM-qrbEfbJqZbW67_Wlz3PtbD6T_fFFFV4_K6oLC62T5jc/s1600-h/Jamie's+21st+bday+note.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXHLDVR5eLx6S7YNZNsCwFmC4keLkMRuSDU3btP_pgvSTx2BG0N86go34K9y_TYuN7URmpvslTcOwunTttMoJ2MpiM-qrbEfbJqZbW67_Wlz3PtbD6T_fFFFV4_K6oLC62T5jc/s400/Jamie's+21st+bday+note.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br />I found this note from Jamie. She had a great 21st birthday party, by the way! The "fish" part on the bottom is what Ray wrote when he read what Jamie wrote.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-79227462525132091492009-05-15T18:50:00.000-07:002009-05-15T18:53:33.525-07:00<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgx-PuxovRnL9QJBAqVbDMgtQ50SamuVNazPMO6Mxze_R7Im-OwcDjAJaShEIafK0OxaicqsJM7cXjc5B35Y2ucpdVGRC2btry9cWPGs1sIsVAHfBC3HEfH2fb4juWghRbtp2/s1600-h/Top-1.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJgx-PuxovRnL9QJBAqVbDMgtQ50SamuVNazPMO6Mxze_R7Im-OwcDjAJaShEIafK0OxaicqsJM7cXjc5B35Y2ucpdVGRC2btry9cWPGs1sIsVAHfBC3HEfH2fb4juWghRbtp2/s400/Top-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">As I said, I have been going through some old pictures. Be afraid!</div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-38383880130466279002009-05-14T17:42:00.000-07:002009-05-14T17:42:19.191-07:00AWW!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUwuD80XZPoCBIOX4K5Uogu5fEe8M-Tw4MR_520Gdss_Y9p3otHSto6rYMvY04j3G88JDDHxrV_r9WC7W1O__UAJ1BdmRFpNGqFiK9yj56MXTPbtpkzyyymZg_DrPjqyCVcOUy/s1600-h/Laura's+2nd+bday.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUwuD80XZPoCBIOX4K5Uogu5fEe8M-Tw4MR_520Gdss_Y9p3otHSto6rYMvY04j3G88JDDHxrV_r9WC7W1O__UAJ1BdmRFpNGqFiK9yj56MXTPbtpkzyyymZg_DrPjqyCVcOUy/s400/Laura's+2nd+bday.jpg" border="0" /></a> The year was 1973. We were living in a trailer on my stepdad's property in Whitehall, on a dirt road near a small lake. The trailer was next to a pine woods where the kids loved to play. This would have been in December, Laura just turned two. Awww!</div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-78886768957323116102009-04-16T14:20:00.000-07:002009-04-16T14:22:49.414-07:00Getting A Cast<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAc9IQfqfJaZvnQqjviKlSXxQhL578oTePfqsprR3KutXJuC034HHU43nvRPjgcNGYBRBwc77AUQR74fGeMf0_jIXtxzy8lMH-1wg9yO-2JQ9Qp_2ZWgBXL7WfSycUUszL7F2R/s1600-h/0415092016-00.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325402775246453682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAc9IQfqfJaZvnQqjviKlSXxQhL578oTePfqsprR3KutXJuC034HHU43nvRPjgcNGYBRBwc77AUQR74fGeMf0_jIXtxzy8lMH-1wg9yO-2JQ9Qp_2ZWgBXL7WfSycUUszL7F2R/s400/0415092016-00.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu2zotFJ5NlJxvvtcdlzpFnaUO-UVsO3sPa6z_ge76Y4ol3lDuguWU3LlSs6Zx-lLxfOhvJ9A_wpG7IWXx5jLBxPzyoUEXU8SZEPxVlabjqnbAaap8h86WSsIm8FJYIpRgZ76q/s1600-h/0415091204-01.jpg"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu2zotFJ5NlJxvvtcdlzpFnaUO-UVsO3sPa6z_ge76Y4ol3lDuguWU3LlSs6Zx-lLxfOhvJ9A_wpG7IWXx5jLBxPzyoUEXU8SZEPxVlabjqnbAaap8h86WSsIm8FJYIpRgZ76q/s400/0415091204-01.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div>That's Dr. Moulton putting on the first layers of my cast. The grandkids said I should get a purple one, except for Paige, who said I should get a glow in the dark one. Hmmm....tough choice, but I went with purple.<br /><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-81453131822648292312009-04-03T14:50:00.000-07:002009-04-03T15:15:26.818-07:00Fun With BlogsOkay, here we go again, another "Did I or Didn't I?" The winner this year gets something special made by me.<br /><br />1. While living in California, I once walked to a Dutch restaurant and ordered a cup of coffee. At that time I took cream and sugar in my coffee. They gave me a fork instead of a spoon and I was so mad and disappointed because I couldn't spoon the sugar out of the container!<br /><br />2. I went dump-picking as a child, when my Dad would take our monthly load to the dump. I found and ate mints that had a candy coating (wrapped.)<br /><br />3. I once used a floor tile I found to stick down the front of my tailored shorts to make my tummy appear flatter.<br /><br />4. My English teacher in 7th grade was really mean. So I wrote a bunch of insults on a paper napkin and when the students filed out of the room, I made sure I was last and stuck it in a file drawer so it hung out. Then I lingered outside the door after she went back in. I heard her crying when she read it.<br /><br />5. Urged on by a friend, I once ate an already chewed piece of gum that we found frozen to the bottom of a teeter totter. My friend said she would give me two dollars, but she never did!<br /><br />6. I hid under my sister's bed so I could hear her gossip with her friend. After a while I had to pee, but they were still awake, so I had to pee on myself and the stuff that was under the bed, including a school library book. A few days later when my Mom made us clean our rooms, it was obvious what happened and my sister got blamed for it and got yelled at.<br /><br />7. I once skipped school in a school bus that was parked in back of a repair shop. My feet got cold so I took those rolled gauze bandages out of the first aid kit, and used it to wrap my feet in and took a nap.<br /><br />8. My cousin and I were asked to babysit for a neighbor who had a 5-month old baby. It was so pale and ugly, we put mascara on it's eyes.<br /><br />9. I made this blog post because I lost my good camera and haven't had the desire to take any new pictures with my new camera because the last ones didn't turn out very well. So I lost my photographer's confidence and don't have any cool pics to put on here.<br /><br />10. I like the smell of rank weeds and muck.VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-85197288346021490662009-03-23T18:11:00.000-07:002009-03-23T18:36:30.647-07:00A Few More Wedding PhotosGetting used to a new camera resulted in some of the pictures not turning out. These are some of the better ones, in no particular order...my apologies to the ones who aren't shown due to the extreme darkness and/or blurriness in some of the photos. Editing helped, but not all the pictures could be fixed. I'm also still having trouble getting the pictures to load evenly, so scroll down, there are gaps.<br /><br />We had an absolutely wonderful time, the wedding went off without a hitch, and the excitement and joy were obvious in every smile and hug! Congratulations to Mike and Margie, who are a great couple, fun to be around and always so good to us. They worked hard to make this day special, not just for themselves, but for all of us, and it couldn't have been better!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuwJkvoTvRATse-UqYh6xkYZmQ77KwByeBttSEoDL8TIh6YmWHAoCKaQqrXSw1qjN3DPO4_4-fQ0zlWI_wlOtOF_wYYNMlVtRsldsZigaCKPs64is6feSt0mfjfSgBfH7IaYXN/s1600-h/Wedding,+Val+and+Brian.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316559303973745186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuwJkvoTvRATse-UqYh6xkYZmQ77KwByeBttSEoDL8TIh6YmWHAoCKaQqrXSw1qjN3DPO4_4-fQ0zlWI_wlOtOF_wYYNMlVtRsldsZigaCKPs64is6feSt0mfjfSgBfH7IaYXN/s400/Wedding,+Val+and+Brian.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQW8Wi66ogmfREQpL3DPct2QbzNAqU0OYRsbdsBlhKV_xg4PPkY9MbwztqT3nDxt2x3sgkiINfz1-PN-S6DuG1a5MgwcBSB-m-Hj6ItSUOMmrUIrzvzyN4uuPyZojDQE65ppcq/s1600-h/Wedding,+Barb+and+Scott.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316559093831788066" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDq64Ni24mAhBPSVveMwdF33lsOIdJ8vSq2b3yXKxrU-6_hNycjjYoU7iugDL7AUDsgnptrzSNYvzsLOR-bRy79wSTev3a7u1fRSDKke6HLZR7shEOHr1OtPBRPi6hBn0TsS0Q/s400/FB+cartoon.jpg" border="0" /></a> Got a great laugh out of this cartoon, as I recently joined Facebook to keep track of the grandkids, and found so many friends and friends of friends. I wonder if I am the only one who feels a little overwhelmed!?<br /><br />Before I was able to discover all the features and how to use them, I found pillow and food throwing fights going on, got a pop-up that tried to fleece me by telling me someone had a crush on me and someone else thought I was an idiot, and got some bewildering requests....when all I really wanted to do was say "Hi" to a few people and keep in touch! I am still a blogger at heart, but one thing I do like about FB is that it's very current (new messages everyday) and you can keep in touch with more people, not just the ones who are patronizing the blog.<br /><div></div><div> </div><div>So I do apologize to anyone when I am unresponsive to FB requests, I am mostly a commenter as I don't know how to do much of anything else and have no great desire to learn.</div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-59324238101409935522009-02-15T21:45:00.000-08:002009-02-15T22:02:58.779-08:0020 Things to do With Chopsticks When You're Bored<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjv5hLBMXtq2D51-RQznSdE8Z2wusqDvARs6_JOL8Oma28ITIs7lqPFIikVmOQfGZ2Lz8wKJMIOpXnQbc14MjZTHBQXoIFxBfH6q8QHfmZt-sQrKm6btxrGqs10KvgBDof09F/s1600-h/DSCF1944.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303267373047565410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVjv5hLBMXtq2D51-RQznSdE8Z2wusqDvARs6_JOL8Oma28ITIs7lqPFIikVmOQfGZ2Lz8wKJMIOpXnQbc14MjZTHBQXoIFxBfH6q8QHfmZt-sQrKm6btxrGqs10KvgBDof09F/s400/DSCF1944.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> When Brooke and Paige come over, they always entertain themselves as if life were a game and they are the tokens. Here, they have their toys spread on my bed. What is the game? The strewing of the toys may look random, but trust me, each one has it's place and purpose, and they play the roles assigned to them by the girls. If you ask them, it might be a school for animals but the teacher is getting married to a Barbie, or the elf keeps trying to run away and the animals are going to cook for a picnic....whatever the game is, they laugh and play together all afternoon.</div><div> Recently, they spent the night. We met Bryan and Pam at a Chinese restaurant for dinner that evening. After watching a prickly sea urchin and a clownfish in the fish tank, and reading the astrological signs on the menus, they asked the waitress for chopsticks while we waited for our food. Thus began the game. </div><div> They practiced picking up things like the straw wrappers and the pepper shaker. The chopsticks were stuck under the nose, and in the hair like devil's horns. "And you act like a devil," Paige explained. They twiddled and fiddled with the chopsticks, and used them like drumsticks. They poked each other and tapped each other. They put them through buttonholes and later, used them like flagpoles for their fortune cookie slips and stuck them in the leftover boxes so they stuck out fortress-like. I can't even remember all the uses they found for the chopsticks, but I could hear them laughing and commenting on them all the way home in the car. </div><div> We adults, we just visited. Why does being grown-up mean you lose your fascination for everyday objects, and the creative uses to which they can be put? I always enjoy spending time with the twins, and listening to their chatter as they build their fantasy worlds around stuffed animals, dolls, or chopsticks. I love to see them having fun, and I hope when they grow up they will never lose their sense of fun. </div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-84745985076318086172009-02-06T15:18:00.000-08:002009-02-06T15:53:35.552-08:00No More Monitor BagWhat is a monitor bag, you say? Well, it's a white cotton bag you wear around your neck when you go to cardiac rehab. It has your name on it, and when you get to your cardiac rehab class, you put your numbered heart monitor in the bag, place 3 sticky electrodes under your shirt (2 on upper chest, one on ribs) and connect the heart monitor's 3 leads to your electrodes. If all goes well, a large screen tv will then display a readout of your heart rate as you exercise, and you can then slough off or increase your efforts as needed.<br /><br /><strong>Today I graduated.</strong> I still go to cardiac rehab, but I'm off the monitor, baby! No more white bag around my neck! No more having to get there extra early to fumble with wires and sticky pads! No more turning to the wall and hunching to connect my leads so that the men in the class can't see my tubby tummy when I pull up my shirt! No more sticky shlepping when I take off the electrodes, which have the gummiest gum known to mankind on them!<br /><br />When you are a recovering heart surgery patient, progress is measured in these small steps. What it means is that after so many weeks of exercising with a heart monitor, the exercise gurus have determined that the defibrillation paddles and oxygen tanks (which they keep on hand in clear view of you as your heart pounds during exercise, inevitably increasing the fear factor) are probably not in my future as of this time.<br /><br />They still take my blood pressure, but now they put paddles on my chest twice a session to check my heart rate. One more small step for me in a journey of a thousand small steps.<br /><br />For those of you who have yet to "enjoy" being the center of attention during a heart event, let me just say that it is like being born again. When you first come out of the operating theater, you are like a baby. You aren't even breathing on your own. A tube in your bladder is an adult substitute for a diaper. You can't even get out of bed without help, and someone has to give you your first post-op washing up. So as day follows day, many of them quite dismal, you measure your progress in tiny steps. Opening my own juice container was a small step. Being able to button something made me feel almost grown up again. Going off Lasix and potassium supplements was step that made me feel like I really was getting better. I even remember the first time I was able to creak my aching arm across my body, reach up under the opposite arm, and put on my own deodorant! And so on, and so on. <br /><br />So as you can imagine, taking off that white bitch of a bag felt mighty darn good! I am just about back to normal. Other than finishing cardiac rehab, getting off Coumadin next week, and getting a stress test in March, I am officially over the surgery. And I do feel good! A lot better, anyway. Just thought I'd mention it.VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-2370386642814129212009-01-17T12:38:00.000-08:002009-01-17T12:52:19.666-08:00Stopping by Woods by Robert Frost<p>We live in Michigan, and right now it is cold and very snowy. Ray's Beatle tune ("Little darlin,' it's been a long,cold, lonely winter...") reminded me of the joy of nature, thus inspiring me to take this video out by the sand dunes today. As you read the poem, one of the loveliest ever written, imagine the sound of the wind in the trees.</p><p><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy4rM0zyiL7oK3f0STBVhEmGh8lr7eee7A3NHAIGYwbHUiDXEwd5w2t4tLs1GC5VGCoBt3GXHJsU2c' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p>Whose woods these are I think I know.</p><p>His house is in the village, though;</p><p>He will not see me stopping here</p><p>To watch his woods fill up with snow.</p><p>My little horse must think it queer</p><p>To stop without a farmhouse near</p><p>Between the woods and frozen lake</p><p>The darkest evening of the year.</p><p>He gives his harness bells a shake</p><p>To ask if there is some mistake.</p><p>The only other sound's the sweep</p><p>Of easy wind and downy flake.</p><p>The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,</p><p>But I have promises to keep,</p><p>And miles to go before I sleep.</p><p>And miles to go before I sleep.</p>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-53893043058095580592009-01-17T12:31:00.000-08:002009-01-17T12:31:50.662-08:00Who Hates Penguins?<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguceeB9iJnG5_0gcWVsbi8JqA02W4BCtCNeMhfjza3609XCrlbRw2zq4a6XP6vd1O4YspnJ62gvk8W_LzRHNSKQd-rTp3afG31G2m72MHOMrutg82a6fToXuo6Z2WhdzE32qxs/s1600-h/DSCF1953.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguceeB9iJnG5_0gcWVsbi8JqA02W4BCtCNeMhfjza3609XCrlbRw2zq4a6XP6vd1O4YspnJ62gvk8W_LzRHNSKQd-rTp3afG31G2m72MHOMrutg82a6fToXuo6Z2WhdzE32qxs/s400/DSCF1953.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>For Emily's birthday she wanted 31 of these penguins for her class, so I had to make 2 cake mixes. I had several cupcakes leftover, and luckily I remembered a certain Dad who hates penguins and has a birthday coming up. So....<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-41684967854481449592009-01-06T16:57:00.000-08:002009-01-06T16:57:57.168-08:00Cat Dork<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8daGC-f2x0nQljvTkmlLWwiAKxtH9-C1qydBpHh3ehTXXkQy-2q0BbiaEYfbN7iBuCekwjzyuCLh4GFeIeIk1tdEn3ueEU6inPNmx9Y76e5J6Naow5_QwTuzqqi8hbSQFAAXx/s1600-h/DSCF1926.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8daGC-f2x0nQljvTkmlLWwiAKxtH9-C1qydBpHh3ehTXXkQy-2q0BbiaEYfbN7iBuCekwjzyuCLh4GFeIeIk1tdEn3ueEU6inPNmx9Y76e5J6Naow5_QwTuzqqi8hbSQFAAXx/s400/DSCF1926.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27908610.post-79546651359751847552008-12-30T12:54:00.000-08:002008-12-30T12:54:36.210-08:00Trivial Pursuits But Hey.....<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhapbiJg-oNX3z0XKp8_X-ygXXosyS2bDcSru2efPrKTPcR7D_e3_0y-CB08TkNABCWhLhhs6wFTP-HpBQoeyBNz8D_605b8YnKymDN_m6uBjlZgoDvZTpGZe0zN0vdn-B2YsLy/s1600-h/DSCF1946.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhapbiJg-oNX3z0XKp8_X-ygXXosyS2bDcSru2efPrKTPcR7D_e3_0y-CB08TkNABCWhLhhs6wFTP-HpBQoeyBNz8D_605b8YnKymDN_m6uBjlZgoDvZTpGZe0zN0vdn-B2YsLy/s400/DSCF1946.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>There are so many important events taking place in the world. But after major surgery, your own personal world shrinks down to what feels good and what doesn't. Thus this blog entry.<br /><br />We went to a restaurant which I won't mention, but those of you who know where I live know it is just down the main drag from McDonald's and has a teepee in front of it. It was raining icy rain and due to the blood thinners I'm on, I was chilled to the bone. Plus my appetite isn't so keen. So when we ordered our food, I decided shrimp would go down easy, although it was a bit of an extravagance, I can only eat like a half dinner at a time so I figured it would be worth it.<br /><br />Well, the cole slaw came and it was like mayonnaise-saturated mush. Any plant fiber was long gone from the dish, so I kinda shoved it aside and hoped the entree would be better. The shrimp came, and I noticed it was dark brown and the first bite was like way too crunchy. Overdone, tasteless, and overpriced. I tried peeling off the crust but it was still tasteless and not moist at all. So, I told the waitress. They hammered away at me, insisting over and over they would bring me a replacement shrimp dinner. By that time, I just wanted to leave. You know, I wasn't really enjoying myself that much anyway. The fries were not bad, and I filled up on a handful or so.<br /><br />But I let them try to make it right. So about 15 minutes later, the dish comes back out. And to my absolute astonishment, the shrimp looked EXACTLY the same...and it tasted the same and CRUNCHED the same, too! I looked at Fritz and he looked at me, and we were like "DUH!"<br /><br />As I said, almost anything that happened that day was much more newsworthy than a bad meal. I just wanted to say, "What the HE>>!? Is this some kind of joke? Am I on Punk'd or Candid Camera, or Boiling Points?" Anyway, I know we have all had these unfortunate experiences. Feel free to tell me yours.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>VeeFlowerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08181530007440123152noreply@blogger.com11