<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840</id><updated>2009-12-18T02:32:43.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Purse</title><subtitle type='html'>Beyond the basic necessities</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-5566650712645824661</id><published>2009-12-17T23:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:11:57.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sysq_9gwqEI/AAAAAAAAH28/cjU-msXbp_g/s1600-h/bri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sysq_9gwqEI/AAAAAAAAH28/cjU-msXbp_g/s400/bri.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416470255175247938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang to Brian today.  "Happy Birthday to You," which ended in tears.  Was he listening?  Did he hear us talking about him?  He gave us something.  I hope we never forget.  Heaven and Hell holding hands.  It can be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-5566650712645824661?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/5566650712645824661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=5566650712645824661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/5566650712645824661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/5566650712645824661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-brother.html' title='Happy Birthday Brother'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sysq_9gwqEI/AAAAAAAAH28/cjU-msXbp_g/s72-c/bri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-5435469647236236725</id><published>2009-12-14T20:25:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:45:09.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Know &amp; Don't Know</title><content type='html'>Today's class:  Photoshop - Creative Color.&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a little reminder for my church friends in &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/search-results?vgnextoid=ade8c2826b130110VgnVCM1000003a94610aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;bucket=AllMormonorgContent&amp;amp;query=young+women"&gt;YW&lt;/a&gt;.  After picking 3 of my favorite images of Christ, I wanted them to "match."  This led to my skipping way ahead, in the levels of advancement on &lt;a href="http://www.lynda.com/"&gt;lynda.com&lt;/a&gt;, to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creative Color&lt;/span&gt;.  I learned, very quickly, what I know (not much) and what I don't know (tons), which is very apropos to my endeavors in following the Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycTJIGZ6vI/AAAAAAAAH2c/cun8zVRX3nI/s1600-h/color3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycTJIGZ6vI/AAAAAAAAH2c/cun8zVRX3nI/s400/color3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415318124450409202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning, line upon line and precept upon precept, that walking the path He has set is the only way to be truly happy.  And humble.   My heart is filled with gratitude for His birth, His life, and the Atonement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before and After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycT0PDdbxI/AAAAAAAAH2k/Ri5lHqmSb6o/s1600-h/color1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycT0PDdbxI/AAAAAAAAH2k/Ri5lHqmSb6o/s400/color1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415318865051479826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycSZgRCp1I/AAAAAAAAH2U/tqujJhVrs78/s1600-h/color2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycSZgRCp1I/AAAAAAAAH2U/tqujJhVrs78/s400/color2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415317306303752018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-5435469647236236725?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/5435469647236236725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=5435469647236236725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/5435469647236236725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/5435469647236236725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-know-dont-know.html' title='What I Know &amp; Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SycTJIGZ6vI/AAAAAAAAH2c/cun8zVRX3nI/s72-c/color3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4334664135650474412</id><published>2009-12-10T21:14:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:09:24.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Afternoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="line"&gt;Emily Dickinson's birthday - today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHOsaoxnGI/AAAAAAAAH2E/lAT-zh3EYcE/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHOsaoxnGI/AAAAAAAAH2E/lAT-zh3EYcE/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413835489535958114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;There's a certain slant of light,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="numb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;On winter afternoons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="numb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;That oppresses, like the weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="numb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;Of cathedral tunes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="head"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="numb"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;Heavenly hurt it gives us;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="numb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;We can find no scar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="numb"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;But internal difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="a"&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;Where the meanings are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Emily Dickinson 1830-1886&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange clogs came in the mail - today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHOjQ8LpBI/AAAAAAAAH18/HrEk_6GIhig/s1600-h/clogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHOjQ8LpBI/AAAAAAAAH18/HrEk_6GIhig/s400/clogs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413835332314178578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;Found at Lands' End for $14.99 - sweet deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby wrote a story on my white board - found today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHP3FOdg-I/AAAAAAAAH2M/Z2HR2TlwAVU/s1600-h/whiteboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHP3FOdg-I/AAAAAAAAH2M/Z2HR2TlwAVU/s400/whiteboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413836772278633442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="line"&gt;"Once upon a time there was a happy family of 5.  Then the oldest 2 left, but the 3 left behind were still happy."&lt;br /&gt;Notice, the castle is in the shape of Idaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4334664135650474412?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4334664135650474412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4334664135650474412' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4334664135650474412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4334664135650474412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-afternoons.html' title='Winter Afternoons'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SyHOsaoxnGI/AAAAAAAAH2E/lAT-zh3EYcE/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-113738989715651852</id><published>2009-12-08T20:13:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T08:07:21.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Posts in One</title><content type='html'>In light of this surreal day, I share some random tidbits of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Cautionary Post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx80ezBJwyI/AAAAAAAAH10/Z6pyZJ8_zlg/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx80ezBJwyI/AAAAAAAAH10/Z6pyZJ8_zlg/s400/Picture+3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413102980818387746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article in the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/"&gt;NYTimes&lt;/a&gt; which warned against putting plastic containers in the microwave and/or dishwasher.  Certain plastics release harmful toxins in both cases.  I can't seem to find the Times article, but &lt;a href="http://www.prevention.com/cda/article/safer-plastics-by-the-numbers/43b966263d803110VgnVCM20000012281eac____/nutrition.recipes/grocery.guru/food.safety.basics/"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; helps identify which plastics are safest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas Post:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx80S9UAzXI/AAAAAAAAH1s/5F4NmkkSFLY/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx80S9UAzXI/AAAAAAAAH1s/5F4NmkkSFLY/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413102777423416690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given my lack of Christmas Spirit referred to in yesterday's post, I engaged myself in a visit to someone in need.  When I returned, the driveway and walk had been shoveled by someone serving me.  With Mr. B. out of town and our snow shovel lost since last winter, this kind deed was much appreciated.  My heart grew at least 3 sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Post on Morality:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx8zKWUOTgI/AAAAAAAAH1U/pec_SB27Hdc/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 342px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx8zKWUOTgI/AAAAAAAAH1U/pec_SB27Hdc/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413101530004737538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the name of science, you can take a test to measure your morality.  How moral are you?  I went to &lt;a href="http://www.yourmorals.org/"&gt;this website&lt;/a&gt;, and took the test entitled, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moral Foundations Questionnaire&lt;/span&gt;.  Before beginning the test, I was asked, "What is your definition of morality?"  I had to think for a minute; how to put it into words.  My answer:  "Doing the right thing.  Choosing the right thing for the right reason."  Without referring to a dictionary, what would you have put?&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I decided that most of the questions were rather ambiguous, but I still enjoyed seeing my results - ratings were in the categories: harm, fairness, loyalty, authority, and purity. The ratings are compared to "liberals" and "conservatives."&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;morality sign came from &lt;a href="http://www.cosmosmagazine.com/node/1119"&gt;cosmosmagazine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-113738989715651852?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/113738989715651852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=113738989715651852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/113738989715651852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/113738989715651852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-posts-in-one.html' title='3 Posts in One'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx80ezBJwyI/AAAAAAAAH10/Z6pyZJ8_zlg/s72-c/Picture+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3827473081003218057</id><published>2009-12-07T09:59:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T10:52:03.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ru and Mr. B. in NYC</title><content type='html'>A 4-day adventure, Daddy-Daughter style.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a happy reunion with the two travelers.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of fun photos and stories.&lt;br /&gt;"Next time," I said to myself, "I'm going too."  Sometimes (especially during the holidays) I get a hankering to travel.  "How about France, Italy, or Africa?  California or Mexico?"  For some odd reason, no one in my family seems too keen on this idea.  Home for the holidays?  Either way, I'm making a list, and checking it twice.  I can line up the decorations, presents, and food, or line up luggage, passports, and airfare.  I just like the idea of a possible escape from what I sometimes forget is a choice; not an overwhelming expectation.  Am I the only mom that feels this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landing in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09mLffF-I/AAAAAAAAH0Y/xeGmo5KnZcE/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09mLffF-I/AAAAAAAAH0Y/xeGmo5KnZcE/s400/sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412550053298378722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx08dEzKYcI/AAAAAAAAHzw/q3gPdu7qATM/s1600-h/bldg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx08dEzKYcI/AAAAAAAAHzw/q3gPdu7qATM/s400/bldg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412548797371408834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby loves the pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx08Arwy5QI/AAAAAAAAHzg/k8EWXxVhmO4/s1600-h/birds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx08Arwy5QI/AAAAAAAAHzg/k8EWXxVhmO4/s400/birds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412548309614257410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Christmas Tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09x25j8FI/AAAAAAAAH0g/xhdEVdUAZfw/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09x25j8FI/AAAAAAAAH0g/xhdEVdUAZfw/s400/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412550253929033810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two favorite things: &lt;a href="http://ppc.broadway.com/shows/wicked/"&gt;Wicked&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; THE FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09-zr7a4I/AAAAAAAAH0o/SNHDXoKW-SA/s1600-h/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09-zr7a4I/AAAAAAAAH0o/SNHDXoKW-SA/s400/wicked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412550476404845442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx082jZiA3I/AAAAAAAAH0A/89JGIlXl6dE/s1600-h/shake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx082jZiA3I/AAAAAAAAH0A/89JGIlXl6dE/s400/shake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412549235082134386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09IcU2xtI/AAAAAAAAH0I/l9ZGzHYOe4g/s1600-h/shake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09IcU2xtI/AAAAAAAAH0I/l9ZGzHYOe4g/s400/shake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412549542421120722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09bhEX4cI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/18wFOlSb3hg/s1600-h/subway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09bhEX4cI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/18wFOlSb3hg/s400/subway.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412549870111678914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3827473081003218057?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3827473081003218057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3827473081003218057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3827473081003218057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3827473081003218057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/ru-and-mr-b-in-nyc.html' title='Ru and Mr. B. in NYC'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sx09mLffF-I/AAAAAAAAH0Y/xeGmo5KnZcE/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3236920576300758588</id><published>2009-12-04T13:45:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:02:09.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Market Peeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl54SvPvTI/AAAAAAAAHyo/wnp3KoQ9Fqw/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl54SvPvTI/AAAAAAAAHyo/wnp3KoQ9Fqw/s400/me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490435271998770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bead work from Africa - for a &lt;a href="http://www.artaidsart.org/"&gt;good cause&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl5_A-MJUI/AAAAAAAAHyw/hR_x7r-nvdk/s1600-h/necklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl5_A-MJUI/AAAAAAAAHyw/hR_x7r-nvdk/s400/necklace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490550761923906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace - &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/annzania"&gt;Ann Gardner&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl5rTQnPyI/AAAAAAAAHyY/TNhumyGzILg/s1600-h/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl5rTQnPyI/AAAAAAAAHyY/TNhumyGzILg/s400/peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490212073652002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vinyl clutch, which I will be using as a scripture case -&lt;a href="http://www.vinyliciousdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vinylicious&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl5zpxl2uI/AAAAAAAAHyg/m6vmfsrG36Q/s1600-h/flowercase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl5zpxl2uI/AAAAAAAAHyg/m6vmfsrG36Q/s400/flowercase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490355556506338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from Barbara Young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl9BCbrhcI/AAAAAAAAHzI/C25i8PmuQQQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl9BCbrhcI/AAAAAAAAHzI/C25i8PmuQQQ/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411493884048672194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felted wool artwork by &lt;a href="http://artmarketutah.com/index.html"&gt;Nanette Amis&lt;/a&gt; - the queen of &lt;a href="http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-market.html"&gt;Art Market&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl6FyqQhiI/AAAAAAAAHy4/2dZ3pO2xUPY/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl6FyqQhiI/AAAAAAAAHy4/2dZ3pO2xUPY/s400/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490667179312674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini-posters from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/wecollective"&gt;White Elephant&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl6NGa2CsI/AAAAAAAAHzA/92_ukAQCHHY/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl6NGa2CsI/AAAAAAAAHzA/92_ukAQCHHY/s400/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411490792742456002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3236920576300758588?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3236920576300758588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3236920576300758588' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3236920576300758588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3236920576300758588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-market-peeks.html' title='Art Market Peeks'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxl54SvPvTI/AAAAAAAAHyo/wnp3KoQ9Fqw/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-6177312859607590022</id><published>2009-12-03T17:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:45:53.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lark Rise to Candleford</title><content type='html'>I rented the wonderfully refreshing first season of &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/larkrise/"&gt;this series&lt;/a&gt; from Netflix.  I love it!  Can't wait for season 2.  It is comparable to &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088727/"&gt;Anne of Green Gables&lt;/a&gt;, which is one of my top favorites and hard to hold a candle to.  Get it?  "Hold a candle to. . . "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxhbfAUwLVI/AAAAAAAAHyI/SNoKzqfDTMU/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-03+at+5.30.30+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxhbfAUwLVI/AAAAAAAAHyI/SNoKzqfDTMU/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-03+at+5.30.30+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411175540506766674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-6177312859607590022?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/6177312859607590022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=6177312859607590022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/6177312859607590022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/6177312859607590022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/lark-rise-to-candleford.html' title='Lark Rise to Candleford'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxhbfAUwLVI/AAAAAAAAHyI/SNoKzqfDTMU/s72-c/Screen+shot+2009-12-03+at+5.30.30+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-938048198084838145</id><published>2009-12-02T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:00:02.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Market</title><content type='html'>Be sure to check out the African Art.  All proceeds go to&lt;a href="http://www.artaidsart.org/"&gt; ArtAidsArt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7i4Hi-AI/AAAAAAAAHxo/xrqh-AxnHGk/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.54.50+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7i4Hi-AI/AAAAAAAAHxo/xrqh-AxnHGk/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.54.50+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410718210186213378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not locals:  visit &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/annzania"&gt;Ann on Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7a820tEI/AAAAAAAAHxg/WXG8UWUkAJk/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.52.38+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7a820tEI/AAAAAAAAHxg/WXG8UWUkAJk/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.52.38+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410718074019296322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/jamjewelrydesigns"&gt;Angie on Etsy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7TJ8lyXI/AAAAAAAAHxY/_W4CZ8_Bkbw/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.53.35+AM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7TJ8lyXI/AAAAAAAAHxY/_W4CZ8_Bkbw/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.53.35+AM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410717940094191986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-938048198084838145?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/938048198084838145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=938048198084838145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/938048198084838145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/938048198084838145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-market.html' title='Art Market'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa7i4Hi-AI/AAAAAAAAHxo/xrqh-AxnHGk/s72-c/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+11.54.50+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3161225560363913890</id><published>2009-12-02T12:16:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:20:49.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9okqOWiI/AAAAAAAAHyA/RSWufcLdXvU/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.13.13+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9okqOWiI/AAAAAAAAHyA/RSWufcLdXvU/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.13.13+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410720507065424418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9g-LcTmI/AAAAAAAAHx4/viwKO75fdLY/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.13.47+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9g-LcTmI/AAAAAAAAHx4/viwKO75fdLY/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.13.47+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410720376476683874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9ZjOOOEI/AAAAAAAAHxw/4QZAklw1cCE/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.12.55+PM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9ZjOOOEI/AAAAAAAAHxw/4QZAklw1cCE/s400/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.12.55+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410720248981502018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today!  Jeni's gourds and more.&lt;br /&gt;See Jeni &lt;a href="http://jenigochnour.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3161225560363913890?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3161225560363913890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3161225560363913890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3161225560363913890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3161225560363913890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-show.html' title='Art Show'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sxa9okqOWiI/AAAAAAAAHyA/RSWufcLdXvU/s72-c/Screen+shot+2009-12-02+at+12.13.13+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-7233960819312061690</id><published>2009-12-01T19:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:32:53.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Diana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxXRx8LpxaI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/HYkeiix2NaM/s1600-h/nan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxXRx8LpxaI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/HYkeiix2NaM/s400/nan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410461183254316450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxXRrrTPcgI/AAAAAAAAHxI/Ywj1e9QyrwI/s1600-h/nan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxXRrrTPcgI/AAAAAAAAHxI/Ywj1e9QyrwI/s400/nan1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410461075643527682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-7233960819312061690?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/7233960819312061690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=7233960819312061690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/7233960819312061690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/7233960819312061690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-diana.html' title='Happy Birthday Diana'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxXRx8LpxaI/AAAAAAAAHxQ/HYkeiix2NaM/s72-c/nan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-5084556457191127034</id><published>2009-11-30T09:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:50:05.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Weekend</title><content type='html'>Full house, celebrating gratitude, food, dishes, shopping, family, friends, giving, visiting, and more food and more dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thanksgiving Day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Randy from wheelchair to car, to wheelchair, and into the house is something to be grateful for - a miracle, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHefdV9UI/AAAAAAAAHw4/o71IJIcGUcM/s1600/randyhelp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHefdV9UI/AAAAAAAAHw4/o71IJIcGUcM/s400/randyhelp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410309116521739586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my father, and these other able and willing men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHAqj_QlI/AAAAAAAAHwI/imwWF70Cz2Q/s1600/helpers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHAqj_QlI/AAAAAAAAHwI/imwWF70Cz2Q/s400/helpers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308604106326610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHFCs8BiI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/zSlgIETRYpw/s1600/kidtable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHFCs8BiI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/zSlgIETRYpw/s400/kidtable.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308679305791010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVGx_W3GsI/AAAAAAAAHvw/9z6DqgrpaOQ/s1600/game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVGx_W3GsI/AAAAAAAAHvw/9z6DqgrpaOQ/s400/game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308351990373058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a family circle.  Each of us told 1)what we were thankful for, 2) a wish or wishes and, 3) a pet peeve.  It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Farewell chatting and shivering outside, as the boys loaded Randy, kids, dishes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVG4WtlvkI/AAAAAAAAHv4/O7lAMNRLrAc/s1600/girlsonly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVG4WtlvkI/AAAAAAAAHv4/O7lAMNRLrAc/s400/girlsonly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308461338934850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Other Days:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meredith and I got new, twin cell phones.  Touch-screen.  She had hers all "dialed" within 5 min.  It took me a few days.  "Um, Mer. . . . how do you turn this thing on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVJqrHy-MI/AAAAAAAAHxA/8EBomyJQvrQ/s1600/mercell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVJqrHy-MI/AAAAAAAAHxA/8EBomyJQvrQ/s400/mercell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410311524834277570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max got a new fixed gear bike.  He was very tricky on his fixie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHPMbk1eI/AAAAAAAAHwg/tPS74vy8c-Y/s1600/maxbike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHPMbk1eI/AAAAAAAAHwg/tPS74vy8c-Y/s400/maxbike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308853716014562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Black Friday purchase was an&lt;a href="http://www.ottlite.com/default.aspx?gclid=CPnPwZHStZ4CFRcjawodCUUolA"&gt; OttLite&lt;/a&gt; at 50% off.  It looks great in my new office (Max's old room).  Meredith and I found &lt;a href="http://www.dogood-design.com/about-us/blog/designer-dry-erase-markers-and-sheets-help-you-enjoy-work/"&gt;these white board markers&lt;/a&gt;, which also look great in the new office.  I appreciate quality design.  Form follows function.&lt;br /&gt;Happy me, sitting at my desk, reflected on the computer screen, with white board behind me containing a welcome message &amp;amp; some doodles from my kids.  All three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHZxZ3nMI/AAAAAAAAHww/AeerMbUDyx4/s1600/office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHZxZ3nMI/AAAAAAAAHww/AeerMbUDyx4/s400/office.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410309035439660226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M &amp;amp; M and Mr. B. put up the Christmas lights.  Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHJ9rxh3I/AAAAAAAAHwY/mD4uwx6e9G8/s1600/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHJ9rxh3I/AAAAAAAAHwY/mD4uwx6e9G8/s400/lights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308763858077554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVG8TW5hHI/AAAAAAAAHwA/hu2-G_jMXBU/s1600/glow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVG8TW5hHI/AAAAAAAAHwA/hu2-G_jMXBU/s400/glow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410308529157932146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-5084556457191127034?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/5084556457191127034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=5084556457191127034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/5084556457191127034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/5084556457191127034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-weekend.html' title='Thanksgiving Weekend'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SxVHefdV9UI/AAAAAAAAHw4/o71IJIcGUcM/s72-c/randyhelp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4471195453664178138</id><published>2009-11-25T21:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:38:44.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eagle Scout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sw4F-lfAIFI/AAAAAAAAHvg/6JdOK6xOk4c/s1600/eagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sw4F-lfAIFI/AAAAAAAAHvg/6JdOK6xOk4c/s400/eagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408266775290716242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we went to a court of honor.  Max got his Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sw4GI-CHqqI/AAAAAAAAHvo/CjwRe8235iI/s1600/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sw4GI-CHqqI/AAAAAAAAHvo/CjwRe8235iI/s400/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408266953679153826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a hug.  I love hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4471195453664178138?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4471195453664178138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4471195453664178138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4471195453664178138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4471195453664178138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/eagle-scout.html' title='Eagle Scout'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Sw4F-lfAIFI/AAAAAAAAHvg/6JdOK6xOk4c/s72-c/eagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-305625132017453276</id><published>2009-11-24T10:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:27:20.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kirtsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ajLSmCduXk4&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/ajLSmCduXk4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am adding a &lt;a href="http://kirtsy.com/"&gt;Kirtsy&lt;/a&gt; button to my blog, based on this trailer, which is a promo for the &lt;a href="http://kirtsybook.com/"&gt;Kirtsy Book&lt;/a&gt;.  It's so visually appealing, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-305625132017453276?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/305625132017453276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=305625132017453276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/305625132017453276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/305625132017453276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/kirtsy.html' title='Kirtsy'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3842582094628766604</id><published>2009-11-21T12:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T12:12:43.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meredith is Coming Home Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Swg7oRhTP0I/AAAAAAAAHvY/mKeyMZNGqnQ/s1600/b%26wMer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Swg7oRhTP0I/AAAAAAAAHvY/mKeyMZNGqnQ/s400/b%26wMer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406636915742162754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meredith - 1994.  San Jose, CA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3842582094628766604?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3842582094628766604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3842582094628766604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3842582094628766604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3842582094628766604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/meredith-is-coming-home-today.html' title='Meredith is Coming Home Today'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Swg7oRhTP0I/AAAAAAAAHvY/mKeyMZNGqnQ/s72-c/b%26wMer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-8628938955707738610</id><published>2009-11-20T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:02:18.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Max is Coming Home Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Swb1wqktO6I/AAAAAAAAHvQ/USfsDf9NFr4/s1600/b%26wMax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Swb1wqktO6I/AAAAAAAAHvQ/USfsDf9NFr4/s400/b%26wMax.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406278619115633570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Max - 1994.  San Jose, CA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-8628938955707738610?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/8628938955707738610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=8628938955707738610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/8628938955707738610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/8628938955707738610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/max-is-coming-home-today.html' title='Max is Coming Home Today'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Swb1wqktO6I/AAAAAAAAHvQ/USfsDf9NFr4/s72-c/b%26wMax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4641183833237939821</id><published>2009-11-18T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:34:38.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Visit</title><content type='html'>Twins.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2008/08/santa-cruz-reflections-1.html"&gt;last time I saw them&lt;/a&gt;, they were newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVtZwuI5MI/AAAAAAAAHug/nDwbPoqgwEg/s1600/twins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVtZwuI5MI/AAAAAAAAHug/nDwbPoqgwEg/s400/twins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405847217070728386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they are 18 months.  What a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVzLxC-4AI/AAAAAAAAHvA/m-HG9gbZbj4/s1600/twins2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 349px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVzLxC-4AI/AAAAAAAAHvA/m-HG9gbZbj4/s400/twins2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405853573709750274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellie and I reminisced about our lovely walk in Santa Cruz.  It was a magical day, as we both remember it.  One week before the twins arrived.  I still review the photos of several of our dream houses on Depot Hill.  I hardly need the photos anymore, as they are indelibly stamped on my mind - a motivating force.&lt;br /&gt;A day with the twins and their 3 yr. old brother, was an eye-opener for me.  Busy.  Energy.  Toys.  Diapers.  Motherly radar.  Sweet smiles.  Sticky fingers.  Tender loves on mama's lap.  Barricading the stairs.  Sharing.  Tantrums.  Crumbs.  Car seats.  Potty-training.  And all the other usual things in the daily life of Mellie, and millions of other amazing moms out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVy5xOUzKI/AAAAAAAAHuo/6dCAAnQmGIg/s1600/fun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVy5xOUzKI/AAAAAAAAHuo/6dCAAnQmGIg/s400/fun1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405853264519679138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVzAqQRyLI/AAAAAAAAHuw/SWcU5PwJHaU/s1600/fun2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVzAqQRyLI/AAAAAAAAHuw/SWcU5PwJHaU/s400/fun2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405853382907906226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVzFhRC1kI/AAAAAAAAHu4/7oy4Rx1KqnM/s1600/fun3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVzFhRC1kI/AAAAAAAAHu4/7oy4Rx1KqnM/s400/fun3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405853466394547778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it.  But, would I go back?  Probably not.  I LOVE little kids and little visits, but I am truly enjoying the season I am in right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4641183833237939821?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4641183833237939821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4641183833237939821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4641183833237939821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4641183833237939821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-visit.html' title='A Little Visit'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwVtZwuI5MI/AAAAAAAAHug/nDwbPoqgwEg/s72-c/twins.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4644152952582473748</id><published>2009-11-19T09:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T10:20:13.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burdens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwV-Grk0K2I/AAAAAAAAHvI/PnO7PoKEbAw/s1600/burdens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwV-Grk0K2I/AAAAAAAAHvI/PnO7PoKEbAw/s400/burdens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405865580969601890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual morning daze began with a heavy heart, this morning,  as I reflected on several bad dreams from the night before.  Those dreams left me in a funky mood that seemed impossible to shake.  Worries and concerns nagged at me as I tried to fall asleep last night, so it's no wonder that I woke-up feeling disturbed by my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;During my &lt;a href="http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-hour.html"&gt;One Hour&lt;/a&gt;, I read &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1117-4,00.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That Your Burdens May Be Light&lt;/span&gt;,"  and my mood lifted.  I received comfort, strength, wisdom, and insight.  I was reminded that the Lord is ever mindful of the details in my life.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo came from &lt;a href="http://www.barry.edu/BarryMagazine/2008fall/features/thirty.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4644152952582473748?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4644152952582473748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4644152952582473748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4644152952582473748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4644152952582473748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/burdens.html' title='Burdens'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwV-Grk0K2I/AAAAAAAAHvI/PnO7PoKEbAw/s72-c/burdens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3546463507317621544</id><published>2009-11-17T13:31:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T15:16:39.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning, Growing, Changing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbLML1q3I/AAAAAAAAHto/RBWxpqSttS0/s1600/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 139px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbLML1q3I/AAAAAAAAHto/RBWxpqSttS0/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405193856838118258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbFH1-lBI/AAAAAAAAHtg/BiivBqLHl5c/s1600/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbFH1-lBI/AAAAAAAAHtg/BiivBqLHl5c/s400/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405193752593470482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;School:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I never did follow up with a report on &lt;a href="http://nicolesclasses.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Design Weekend&lt;/a&gt; at the Plaza Hotel.  I missed a trip to Idaho with some of my favorite traveling companions and a chance to see my college kids, in order to attend.  &lt;a href="http://ollibird.com/"&gt;Classes: Illustrator - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creating Identity&lt;/span&gt;, Illustrator - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Creating a Pattern&lt;/span&gt;, Photoshop &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Actions&lt;/span&gt;, and InDesign &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;101&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Did I love it?  Yes!  Did I learn a lot?  Yes!  Was I noticeably and unmistakeably the oldest one in each of my classes?  Yes!  As Sir Walter Scott says, "I will to do, the soul to dare."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbSzsWIII/AAAAAAAAHtw/5aCiZs_pLIo/s1600/mer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbSzsWIII/AAAAAAAAHtw/5aCiZs_pLIo/s400/mer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405193987702530178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Weekend Visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have accepted, and give forewarning to parents of future coeds, that when your college kids come to visit, home is a landing pad, not a destination.  If I had looked back at my former college self, I might have been enlightened and expected reality.  Although, Meredith was much more kind in spending time with family than I ever would have been.  Thanks, Mer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbh3SNgwI/AAAAAAAAHt4/mB7kbS2cG2Q/s1600/dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbh3SNgwI/AAAAAAAAHt4/mB7kbS2cG2Q/s400/dance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194246364693250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Daily Dance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am alone in the house, I treat myself to this.  Mr. B. will tell you, I am quite private about my dancing time.  With no one watching, I feel ridiculously free to be me.  My kids will tell you, much to their embarrassment, that I dance plenty whenever anyone is in the house, but this daily dance is different.  This is my time.  My music, my singing, my stretching, my thinking time.  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;One may wonder why I post this photo, if I'm so private about my daily dance. Honestly?  I wanted a photo of me doing one of my favorite things.  When I saw this photo, I laughed and laughed until I cried.  I look funny!  I had to share.  Do you ever laugh at yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about snow skiing, as it was one of my top favorite things, and I don't have a single photo of me doing what I loved for so many years.  So, now I am capturing me doing other things I love, and I'm keeping the photos, even if I look silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMb0DTA8BI/AAAAAAAAHuA/a8cYHtAE75o/s1600/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMb0DTA8BI/AAAAAAAAHuA/a8cYHtAE75o/s400/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405194558826934290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Snow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and winter.  We are not friends anymore.  But today, as I looked out my bedroom window, I saw between the shadowed lines.  Brilliant sparkles.  They winked at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our summer made her light escape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into the Beautiful&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c 1865&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E. Dickinson  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMgDg-VS0I/AAAAAAAAHuQ/lBnAEAa86Kc/s1600/sparkle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMgDg-VS0I/AAAAAAAAHuQ/lBnAEAa86Kc/s200/sparkle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405199222537800514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMfZisvVRI/AAAAAAAAHuI/7Yh-o5HBQoo/s1600/sparkle.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3546463507317621544?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3546463507317621544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3546463507317621544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3546463507317621544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3546463507317621544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/learning-growing-changing.html' title='Learning, Growing, Changing'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SwMbLML1q3I/AAAAAAAAHto/RBWxpqSttS0/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-931571235409922407</id><published>2009-11-10T22:13:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T20:33:49.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I Played With Buttons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKd6rdrpI/AAAAAAAAHso/42gD1dzgR1E/s1600-h/card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKd6rdrpI/AAAAAAAAHso/42gD1dzgR1E/s400/card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402712580812549778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever started a big project and gotten so tied up in the tiny details, that you lose sight of the project all together?  That happened to me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKvcI8_LI/AAAAAAAAHtA/uHrnmNsJFyg/s1600-h/reds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKvcI8_LI/AAAAAAAAHtA/uHrnmNsJFyg/s400/reds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402712881852382386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was moving my button collection from the basement to the new office upstairs, when I decided to put a few of my buttons in jars.  "Wouldn't they look so pretty on my new Ikea shelves," I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKZDhHrQI/AAAAAAAAHsg/xF04Aa4Aygw/s1600-h/blues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKZDhHrQI/AAAAAAAAHsg/xF04Aa4Aygw/s400/blues.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402712497285737730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself sorting through the entire box of buttons and organizing them into color coordinated piles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpLt4PI1HI/AAAAAAAAHtI/omLOhtBzAGQ/s1600-h/yellows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpLt4PI1HI/AAAAAAAAHtI/omLOhtBzAGQ/s400/yellows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402713954546406514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them were still in the package, so I unwrapped over a hundred button cards, and poured the buttons into jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKoaB-2xI/AAAAAAAAHs4/2u0UMTpXM4c/s1600-h/creams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKoaB-2xI/AAAAAAAAHs4/2u0UMTpXM4c/s400/creams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402712761027189522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hours later. . . . six jars full.  Four piles left untouched.  I need more jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKjdSRdkI/AAAAAAAAHsw/Z7BAplB2qIY/s1600-h/jars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKjdSRdkI/AAAAAAAAHsw/Z7BAplB2qIY/s400/jars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402712676001478210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last photo could be considered one of my most flattering self-portraits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-931571235409922407?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/931571235409922407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=931571235409922407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/931571235409922407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/931571235409922407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-played-with-buttons.html' title='Today I Played With Buttons'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvpKd6rdrpI/AAAAAAAAHso/42gD1dzgR1E/s72-c/card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4323552573050043786</id><published>2009-11-12T13:51:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:18:48.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>View From an MRI</title><content type='html'>This is what it looks like for 1 hour.  And you can't move.&lt;br /&gt;I liked to keep my eye on the door -&lt;br /&gt;bottom right corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvyChuvg62I/AAAAAAAAHtY/aGJ0OS_2hpQ/s1600-h/MRIview.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvyChuvg62I/AAAAAAAAHtY/aGJ0OS_2hpQ/s400/MRIview.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403337168932367202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Reason for MRI:&lt;/span&gt;  dizziness &amp;amp; balance problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How long since an MRI was prescribed:&lt;/span&gt;  5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why such a long wait:&lt;/span&gt;  a have a shunt in my ear that contains metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How we got around the metal issue:&lt;/span&gt;  very tenacious family physician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;First try two months ago:&lt;/span&gt;  too claustrophobic, lack of information on how much Xanax to take, tried 3 times &amp;amp; came out 3 times.  Discouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second try yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;  I.V. sedation scheduled, but the cardboard-tasting breakfast kept me from that option.  Someone forgot to tell me not to eat anything ten hours before sedation.   Full of anxiety, but determined to make this work, I went for option #2 - Vallium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Inside the MRI:&lt;/span&gt;  I prayed, "Please help me stay in here.  Please, oh please, oh please. . . . "  Classical music on headphones helped.  Technician asking, "Are you okay?" helped.  Carefully caressing the HELP button helped.  Taking myself on a long, detailed tour of Santa Cruz helped.  Naming, in order of age ( and again by category), my family, extended family, and close friends helped.  Knowing Mr. B. was in the waiting room helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How long I stayed in the MRI:&lt;/span&gt;  approximately 55 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Amount of time I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;stayed in the MRI:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  65 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt;, I don't have to go back and make up those last 10 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Results:&lt;/span&gt;  no indication of tumors or life-threatening illness, and no structural damage to brain or neck.  Gloriously good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Prescribed plan of action:&lt;/span&gt;  physical therapy for neck and balance problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pickle:&lt;/span&gt;  after many years of searching, I still don't know what I have, why it happens, or what causes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gratitude:&lt;/span&gt;  my body has learned various forms of compensation for dizziness, I have patient &amp;amp; understanding family and friends, I focus on what I CAN do, and there is always hope for a better and brighter future.  I have learned to enjoy what I have now.  We walked out of the hospital, and drove home.  Back to our everyday lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why blog about this:&lt;/span&gt; to remind myself that peachy pictures from the blogging world are only pieces of people's lives.  Not the whole story.  Because of dizziness, I often wrestle with anxiety and depression.  I usually try to hide this about myself, because I hate to face reality, critical judgments, unwanted input, embarrassment, etc.  But, today, instead of turning away from the part of me that is "flawed," I just feel glad to be me.  All the pieces.  The whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FYI:&lt;/span&gt;  view from MRI designed by me, using Illustrator CS4.  Yea! &lt;br /&gt;I love CS4.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4323552573050043786?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4323552573050043786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4323552573050043786' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4323552573050043786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4323552573050043786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/view-from-mri.html' title='View From an MRI'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvyChuvg62I/AAAAAAAAHtY/aGJ0OS_2hpQ/s72-c/MRIview.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3179043147364757303</id><published>2009-11-11T08:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:45:28.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I'm Getting an MRI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvrYHB9AvJI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/7WlPDyU3v98/s1600-h/cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvrYHB9AvJI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/7WlPDyU3v98/s400/cereal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402868318279351442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear makes my breakfast taste like cardboard.  Pray for me.  Okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3179043147364757303?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3179043147364757303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3179043147364757303' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3179043147364757303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3179043147364757303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-im-getting-and-mri.html' title='Today I&apos;m Getting an MRI'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvrYHB9AvJI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/7WlPDyU3v98/s72-c/cereal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4668914265583632827</id><published>2009-11-05T10:39:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T10:50:34.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Forward to. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvMQHj0l9WI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/RhFrq7CQKjc/s1600-h/artwkend.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvMQHj0l9WI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/RhFrq7CQKjc/s400/artwkend.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678100208317794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design classes at the Plaza Hotel (starting today!), a new &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/mac/"&gt;computer,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a &lt;a href="http://jenigochnour.blogspot.com/"&gt;new blog&lt;/a&gt; from The Gourd Lady - &lt;a href="http://www.jenibee.com/"&gt;Jeni B.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvMQOjXz6TI/AAAAAAAAHsY/GvyskWQrhLw/s1600-h/cherryfairy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvMQOjXz6TI/AAAAAAAAHsY/GvyskWQrhLw/s400/cherryfairy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400678220346681650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Remember the Cherry Fairy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4668914265583632827?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4668914265583632827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4668914265583632827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4668914265583632827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4668914265583632827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/looking-forward-to.html' title='Looking Forward to. . .'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SvMQHj0l9WI/AAAAAAAAHsQ/RhFrq7CQKjc/s72-c/artwkend.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-3053310182524439782</id><published>2009-11-02T21:05:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:18:02.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Weekend</title><content type='html'>Mr. B. and I ate scary food and passed out candy to the sparse trick-or-treaters.  (scary food = Five Guys burgers and fries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-t5NVBvxI/AAAAAAAAHr4/Rg2oUa8GBzc/s1600-h/halloween.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-t5NVBvxI/AAAAAAAAHr4/Rg2oUa8GBzc/s400/halloween.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725676582518546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used some of Ruby's costume photos to practice Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;- outer glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-tmjNpDSI/AAAAAAAAHrw/XfcFriO4-ws/s1600-h/rucolors.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-tmjNpDSI/AAAAAAAAHrw/XfcFriO4-ws/s400/rucolors.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399725356039605538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The momentous occasion of the day:  Mr. B. carved a pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess which one is his?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-uaN1lOEI/AAAAAAAAHsI/Ly4cmjkon14/s1600-h/DSCF0434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-uaN1lOEI/AAAAAAAAHsI/Ly4cmjkon14/s400/DSCF0434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399726243654744130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-uNgge86I/AAAAAAAAHsA/W616c0geULs/s1600-h/DSCF0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-uNgge86I/AAAAAAAAHsA/W616c0geULs/s400/DSCF0433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399726025328227234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-3053310182524439782?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/3053310182524439782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=3053310182524439782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3053310182524439782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/3053310182524439782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-weekend.html' title='Halloween Weekend'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Su-t5NVBvxI/AAAAAAAAHr4/Rg2oUa8GBzc/s72-c/halloween.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-4811320240283418711</id><published>2009-10-29T16:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:31:45.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Window Gazing and New Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SupaABD85MI/AAAAAAAAHrc/Y1e3GGYBaf0/s1600-h/snowfall.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SupaABD85MI/AAAAAAAAHrc/Y1e3GGYBaf0/s400/snowfall.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398226059688469698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been one full week since my last post.  I am here, doing what I usually do.  Day-dreaming.  This talent is one I have perfected over the years, and it usually involves windows.  My fourth grade teacher did not approve, and I must admit that it is a distraction.  Especially when the teacher is talking, and there is school work to be done.  Learning.  "Pay attention, Julie!  There is school work to be done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I?  Oh ya.  Windows.  I have been gazing out of them.  And there is school work to be done, but in this case, window-gazing is encouraged as inspirational fodder.  And the school work is not work.&lt;br /&gt;It is fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.adobe.com/products/creativesuite/designstandard/"&gt;CS4&lt;/a&gt; last week, and the &lt;a href="http://www.lynda.com/"&gt;homework&lt;/a&gt; has been intense.  All self-imposed, of course.  How much information can my brain hold?  How much beauty can my eyes take in;  gazing at yellow glitter changing to white feathers floating by my window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Supd3wMA_TI/AAAAAAAAHrk/jtV-e8MP69g/s1600-h/sunburstfix.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/Supd3wMA_TI/AAAAAAAAHrk/jtV-e8MP69g/s400/sunburstfix.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398230315766447410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SupVMiZYMXI/AAAAAAAAHrU/Gt1raB9pOmI/s1600-h/sunburst.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-4811320240283418711?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/4811320240283418711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=4811320240283418711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4811320240283418711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/4811320240283418711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/window-gazing-and-new-homework.html' title='Window Gazing and New Homework'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SupaABD85MI/AAAAAAAAHrc/Y1e3GGYBaf0/s72-c/snowfall.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-739606733012834840.post-7214266423443794031</id><published>2009-10-22T20:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:39:08.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing Ruby Love Today</title><content type='html'>Celebrating the big 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SuIUSIo3reI/AAAAAAAAHps/JJENachOb08/s1600-h/ruballoon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SuIUSIo3reI/AAAAAAAAHps/JJENachOb08/s400/ruballoon.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395897605332381154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoOXIoqCWnE"&gt;Rubylove&lt;/a&gt; came up on my play list, and I danced around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SuEX7sciW_I/AAAAAAAAHpc/jBb0Wx8l7PI/s1600-h/ruballoonrun.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SuEX7sciW_I/AAAAAAAAHpc/jBb0Wx8l7PI/s400/ruballoonrun.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395620142877137906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Ruby!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/739606733012834840-7214266423443794031?l=momspurse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/feeds/7214266423443794031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=739606733012834840&amp;postID=7214266423443794031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/7214266423443794031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/739606733012834840/posts/default/7214266423443794031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://momspurse.blogspot.com/2009/10/singing-ruby-love-today.html' title='Singing Ruby Love Today'/><author><name>Julie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10049527944126805100</uri><email>momspurse@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12375483059848728407'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5XIKgEOLV6Y/SuIUSIo3reI/AAAAAAAAHps/JJENachOb08/s72-c/ruballoon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>