<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:53:21.822-07:00</updated><category term='creatures'/><category term='&quot;ralph waldo emerson&quot;'/><category term='fruit'/><category term='siesta scripture memory'/><category term='trips'/><category term='lace'/><category term='quote'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='LotR'/><category term='ocean shores'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='&quot;my bestie&quot;'/><category term='home'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='housewife'/><category term='jrr tolkien'/><category term='mark harmon'/><category term='layers'/><category term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category term='journal'/><category term='Forks'/><category term='garland'/><category term='blanket'/><category term='sermon'/><category term='macro'/><category term='crochet'/><category term='work'/><category term='doggies'/><category term='the future'/><category term='NCIS'/><category term='paper'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='fam'/><category term='&quot;biggest loser&quot;'/><category term='me'/><category term='&quot;Gilmore Girls&quot;'/><category term='hello kitty'/><category term='camera'/><category term='photography'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='kites'/><category term='still life'/><category term='music'/><category term='kawaii'/><category term='thoreau'/><category term='inky fresh press'/><category term='my honey'/><category term='toys'/><category term='&quot;miranda lambert&quot;'/><category term='&apos;cute overload&apos;'/><category term='make-up'/><category term='baby'/><category term='&quot;granny square&quot;'/><category term='weight watchers'/><category term='Flickr'/><category term='fishing'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='film'/><category term='Spartans'/><category term='bunnies'/><category term='cat'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Friday Fill-Ins'/><category term='fbito'/><category term='Quilt'/><title type='text'>small town heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Small town heart, a celebration of all things simple and pretty</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-6085850449554896050</id><published>2011-01-15T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T16:35:45.286-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='siesta scripture memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make-up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawaii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight watchers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello kitty'/><title type='text'>happy new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="544" src="http://www.sanrio.com/fun_and_games/egoodies/download?type=wallpapers&amp;amp;file=hk_rain_wallpaper.jpg" width="680" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;VIA &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1901861399"&gt;SANRIO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sanrio.com/fun_and_games/egoodies/?fg=Egoodies"&gt;﻿&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, let's get this party started, shall we? &lt;br /&gt;Here's a bit of what's been going on around these here parts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have not been blogging regularly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I joined &lt;a href="http://www.weightwatchers.com/"&gt;Weight Watchers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;um.. and started a &lt;a href="http://smalltownheartgetssmaller.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; about it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cut my honey's hair AND he doesn't look like a Jim Carrey a la Dumb and Dumber wannabe. sweet!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (it actually looks really good. I'm his official barber now.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a new &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ICONIC-BOHEMIAN-Diary-Journal-Planner-Scheduler-/280585914668?pt=LH_DefaultDomain_0&amp;amp;var=&amp;amp;hash=item870b666a6d"&gt;planner&lt;/a&gt; that's so beautiful, sometimes I just take it out of my bag to look at it. For really-reals.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm loving me just about anything &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cuteness_in_Japanese_culture"&gt;kawaii&lt;/a&gt;. I blame it on the lack of &lt;a href="http://www.sanrio.com/"&gt;Sanrio&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;availability when I was a kid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hi, my name is Kate. I'm 26 years old and I love&amp;nbsp;Hello Kitty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My hair is getting really long&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish it was Thursday so I could go to my WW meeting and weigh in. I'm kind of loving this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new &lt;a href="http://www.bathandbodyworks.com/product/index.jsp?productId=4132479&amp;amp;cp=3161132.11066809"&gt;lip balm&lt;/a&gt; smells so lemonly yummy. mmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should be sleeping, I have to work overtime tonight. But it's Friday for me and I think I'm all 12 hours on my favorite radio, woo hoo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to find my second verse for Beth Moore's &lt;a href="http://blog.lproof.org/2011/01/2011-siesta-scripture-memory-team-verse-2.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+LPMblog+%28LPMblog%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;Siesta Scripture Memory&lt;/a&gt;. Over the course of the year the goal is to memorize 24 new scriptures. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My first verse: You crown the year with Your good blessing and you leave abundance in Your wake. &lt;em&gt;Psalm 65:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new favorite word is lemonly. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thank you and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-6085850449554896050?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6085850449554896050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6085850449554896050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6085850449554896050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-185784390818839620</id><published>2010-09-16T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T16:37:56.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LotR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jrr tolkien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>not all those who wander are lost...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4996737201/" title="the two towers by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/4996737201_664f3d9ee6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the two towers" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that quote is from Lord of the Rings? I didn't until about a week ago. This is the whole quote, it's from The Fellowship of the Ring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All that is gold does not glitter, &lt;br /&gt;Not all those who wander are lost; &lt;br /&gt;The old that is strong does not wither, &lt;br /&gt;Deep roots are not reached by the frost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the ashes a fire shall be woken, &lt;br /&gt;A light from the shadows shall spring; &lt;br /&gt;Renewed shall be blade that was broken: &lt;br /&gt;The crownless again shall be king.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a little over halfway through The Two Towers and that quote, in its entirety, is my favorite so far. It's just so, I don't know... powerful. I'm loving the series, even though it takes f.o.r.e.v.e.r. to read. There's so much packed onto one page. I'll be sad when I'm done reading them, it's been nice to be with the same story this long.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten to my schedule goal, but- MY HOUSE IS CLEAN. Due largely to the fact that I had a houseguest, so it needed to be presentable, but still. My sink is empty, and has been all day because I've done dishes TWICE. yeah baby. also my bed is made and laundry is going. This is a big deal guys. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may even attempt- gasp- cooking this week. Yeah, I wasn't lying about the whole 'worst housewife' stuff. I'll get it someday. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. got my hair did. LOVING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4996737463/" title="me91610 by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/4996737463_7f97e0f1e4.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="me91610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, little background on this picture. Greg was supposed to take a picture of my hair only, not my face, but did he listen? no. but, the picture actually had some potential, so here's the result after photoshopping out the dark circles under my eyes and photoshopping in some makeup. photoshop is a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;If only it could take off about 50 lbs. I'm over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-185784390818839620?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/185784390818839620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-all-those-who-wander-are-lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/185784390818839620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/185784390818839620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-all-those-who-wander-are-lost.html' title='not all those who wander are lost...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/4996737201_664f3d9ee6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-3355272011626358651</id><published>2010-09-07T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T08:13:15.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my honey'/><title type='text'>Oh so random...</title><content type='html'>I recently told a friend that I have the greatest intentions and the worst follow through. That statement applies to pretty much every area of my life right now. First and foremost, the blog. I was so excited to get into a regular schedule. I kind of love this little blog, even though it's pretty wimpy, and I'd like to turn it into something great, even if I never get above 3 subscribers. (hey, it's more than zero! You readers out there, I heart you. Bigtime.) I love seeing my words on the screen, does that sound bad? Really it's because it makes me feel so accomplished, not because I think it's super great. Goes along with what I said before I guess, when there's actually follow through it's pretty exciting. Part of my lack of follow through is due to being sickity-sick-sick for 2 weeks. Yikes, it sucked. The first few days all I could think is, 'I want my mommy.' seriously.  My honey was a pretty good substitute though. Normally he's pretty good at waiting on me hand and foot and responding to my ridiculous requests, ('honey, the remote is 6 inches out of my reach, could you come out of the other room and get it for me?' I wish I was kidding.) but he really kicked it up a notch when I was sick. He's a good honey. He even made me mac and cheese (homemade, oh yum). I'm finally feeling like a normal person again, yay!&lt;br /&gt;That little bump in the road also affected the granny square blanket I was working on, so not much more progress on that front. Maybe she'll get it in time for Christmas. I'm awesome. (-sarcasm.) Sadly, I wish I could say that the state of my house is because of the blip on the health radar, but it's not. It's because I'm the WORST HOUSEWIFE IN THE WORLD. My goal, starting today, is to work out a better housecleaning, etc... schedule. Sometimes I get overwhelmed with what I have to do, and end up doing nothing. Can anyone relate? (hello? Is this thing on? Just me? Awesome.)&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading more and more 'minimalist' type blogs, and although I don't think I can be one of those people who only owns 50 or 100 things (a zebra can't change her stripes, you know?) I would love to get as close as possible. The bloggers talk about how much more peaceful their lives become as things disappear, and it absolutely makes sense. My new favorite blog, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/smallnotebook.org"&gt;Small Notebook&lt;/a&gt; has a post entitled 'Holding on to Sentimental Things' that really hit home with me. The author, Rachel, talks about the scene in the movie &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0259446/"&gt;My Big Fat Greek Wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; where Toula's grandmother brings out her box of 'most precious things'. What if her grandmother had taken Toula to her storage unit of 'most precious things'? As Rachel says, 'Not quite the same feeling is it? When it comes to keeping sentimental things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fewer things you keep, the more special they are.&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;That's so powerful to me. That's what I keep going back to, and will keep going back to as I go through my stuff. Check out her blog, she has great stuff to say about organizing, simplifying and other home- ish stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't anyone tell me being a grown-up was so hard? I want to go outside and blow bubbles and make a daisy crown, even if it's just as an in-your-face to adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;Who's with me?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-3355272011626358651?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3355272011626358651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-so-random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/3355272011626358651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/3355272011626358651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-so-random.html' title='Oh so random...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1739443735493202037</id><published>2010-08-17T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T08:00:00.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bunnies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;cute overload&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><title type='text'>i want a bunny. or two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwM92P8aT64&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwM92P8aT64&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via &lt;a href="cuteoverload.com"&gt;Cute Overload&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1739443735493202037?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1739443735493202037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-bunny-or-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1739443735493202037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1739443735493202037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-want-bunny-or-two.html' title='i want a bunny. or two.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1438341941545699686</id><published>2010-08-16T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T09:30:00.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lace'/><title type='text'>some pretties...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lamercollections.com/collection/images/P/LMCW1000WHITE_F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 435px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.lamercollections.com/collection/images/P/LMCW1000WHITE_F.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lamercollections.com/collection/White-Silver-Garden-Leaf/"&gt;La Mer Watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want one in every color.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505492953888702370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/TGdwrBXzv6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/k_VOLnwD6_4/s400/anthrobracelet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=18671719&amp;amp;parentid=BAYNOTE"&gt;Anthropologie Hidden Framework Bracelet &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far out of my budget it's not even funny. A girl can dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/186027_l0nvP5OM_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 431px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/186027_l0nvP5OM_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=80&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=18612630&amp;amp;parentid=A_FURN_BEDDING&amp;amp;sortProperties=+subCategoryPosition,+product.marketingPriority&amp;amp;navCount=0&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=A_FURN_BEDDING&amp;amp;popId=A_FURN_BEDROOM&amp;amp;prepushId=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;isSoldOut="&gt;Urban Outfitters Corner Bloom Ruffle Duvet Cover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/lovelyclusters/"&gt;Lovely Clusters Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so pretty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Light Group by kootoyoo, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/15238151@N02/4832801477/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Light Group" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/4832801477_0b7315043b.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/2010/07/how-to-make-pretty-girly-lights.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Kootoyoo+%28kootoyoo%29&amp;amp;utm_content=Google+Reader"&gt;pretty girly lights&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.kootoyoo.com/"&gt;kootoyoo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to make a million. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M9Km4H9doHM/TEf8-BMcajI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KnTs0dar_hM/s1600/Wuzz+house+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 596px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M9Km4H9doHM/TEf8-BMcajI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/KnTs0dar_hM/s1600/Wuzz+house+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://charlotterivers.blogspot.com/2010/07/dream-home.html"&gt;This Bedroom &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found via &lt;a href="http://charlotterivers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lottie Loves &lt;/a&gt;(originally from &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2009/10/07/garden/20091008-catskills-slideshow_index-11.html"&gt;NY Times&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love everything about it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1438341941545699686?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1438341941545699686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-pretties.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1438341941545699686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1438341941545699686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-pretties.html' title='some pretties...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/TGdwrBXzv6I/AAAAAAAAAMc/k_VOLnwD6_4/s72-c/anthrobracelet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-5069967174345622067</id><published>2010-08-15T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T20:27:29.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>purple washcloth</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="purplewashcloth by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4895974035/"&gt;&lt;img alt="purplewashcloth" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4895974035_88e359e14f.jpg" width="500" height="309" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;last I checked, it was 89 degrees outside. EIGHTY. NINE. I'm melting. I told my honey that I'm a delicate flower and I can't take this kind of heat. He didn't have much sympathy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;darn texans and their heat tolerance...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I brought out the trusty purple washcloth for my migraine yesterday (it was a doozy) and tonight I think I'm going to slap it on my forehead and leave it there while I sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;which reminds me, I really should be sleeping right now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ugh, I don't want to go to work... (&lt;em&gt;insert whiny voice and stomping feet.&lt;/em&gt;) ah, the joys of being a grownup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-5069967174345622067?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5069967174345622067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/purple-washcloth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5069967174345622067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5069967174345622067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/purple-washcloth.html' title='purple washcloth'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4895974035_88e359e14f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-4209995721885781169</id><published>2010-08-15T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:00:00.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoreau'/><title type='text'>i miss small town life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4481391044/" title="IMG_3537a by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2730/4481391044_18ef8431c4.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMG_3537a" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4892352261/" title="citylife by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4892352261_5115f6e246.jpg" width="400" height="400" alt="citylife" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote found via &lt;a href="http://booklover.tumblr.com/post/776123295/city-life-is-millions-of-people-being-lonesome"&gt;Booklover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture and little quote do-hinky are mine. (I designed the quote thing myself after finding the quote on booklover, what do we think?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-4209995721885781169?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4209995721885781169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-small-town-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/4209995721885781169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/4209995721885781169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-small-town-life.html' title='i miss small town life...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2730/4481391044_18ef8431c4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-474589883960425981</id><published>2010-08-14T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T22:25:20.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;granny square&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocean shores'/><title type='text'>grannies, grannies and kites.</title><content type='html'>whew. what a week. took a mini vacay to forks for about a week, with a small excursion to ocean shores for a few days for anniversary #2. While we were at my parents, my grandmother (from the corn husker state) and my great-grandma (portland) were also there. add in daycare kids, my parents, brother, husband and I, it made for a pretty full house. really full.&lt;br /&gt;Mom, I may never have children after last week.&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I set up a treasure hunt for the daycare kids, which was a huge success. I think mom and I had just as much fun planning as they did finding!&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I didn't have to do any twilight-y stuff with grandma, (there's only so much I can take. and it's not much.) but we did get to the beach and the rain forest (aka, my favorite place in the world). No pictures, bad me. forgot the camera at the beach and it was (shocker) way too bright for good photos at the rain forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="stackofgrannies by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4892185361/"&gt;&lt;img alt="stackofgrannies" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4892185361_e5c26f3ce7.jpg" width="500" height="363" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="purplegranny by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4892783752/"&gt;&lt;img alt="purplegranny" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4102/4892783752_fd215f27b3.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the other 'grannies', I'm working on my first granny square blanket. it's pretty fun, and a lot easier than I expected. Although, like every thing else I've ever tried, I was totally gung-ho in the beginning, but now my interest is waning. I'm such a loser. I'm taking it to work tonight hoping to get a few more kicked out. I'm sitting at a pretty slow radio, so hopefully I can get back into the groove. The pattern I used is called &lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20010816061829/members.aol.com/lffunt/circlefriends.htm"&gt;Circle of Friends&lt;/a&gt;, which I decided on after seeing &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/annettle/4392701681/in/faves-smalltownheart/"&gt;this picture&lt;/a&gt; on flicker. Gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to try to do similar colors as well, but I'm pretty horrible at picking out colors. I like what I ended up with though. I'm sure when it all comes together it will look alright. the yarn I found is so soft... I love it. the pink is Caron Simply Soft, the purple is Vanna's Choice, and the off-white is Red Heart Soft yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, my new kite we bought in ocean shores. So cute, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="butterflykite by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4892865860/"&gt;&lt;img alt="butterflykite" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4143/4892865860_04a30bec38.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and get some more of Greg's kite (an airplane, of course) and other Ocean shores pictures in the next few days, when i get the photos sorted out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-474589883960425981?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/474589883960425981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/grannies-grannies-and-kites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/474589883960425981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/474589883960425981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/grannies-grannies-and-kites.html' title='grannies, grannies and kites.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4892185361_e5c26f3ce7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-7258082254177940891</id><published>2010-05-09T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T05:48:13.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>call me Ishmael</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 25px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off - then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; font-size: 25px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Moby Dick&amp;nbsp;&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/4094281648420431628-7258082254177940891?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7258082254177940891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-me-ishmael.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7258082254177940891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7258082254177940891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/call-me-ishmael.html' title='call me Ishmael'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-2712841173761584877</id><published>2010-05-03T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:30:01.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my honey'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4574096884/" title="herb garden by small town &amp;amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4574096884_87f978a134.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="herb garden" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my honey and I went to Trader Joe's (we're trying to eat a little better, you know.) and they had these cute little herb gardens out front. We couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;Now I just hope I'll actually be able to keep them alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-2712841173761584877?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2712841173761584877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-day-my-honey-and-i-went-to-trader.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/2712841173761584877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/2712841173761584877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/other-day-my-honey-and-i-went-to-trader.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4574096884_87f978a134_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-3220670527763430693</id><published>2010-05-02T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:15:13.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;ralph waldo emerson&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>did a little writing today.</title><content type='html'>It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S95oec7nMcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9W2bIoPAV3w/s1600/IMG_4185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466921870045950402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S95oec7nMcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9W2bIoPAV3w/s400/IMG_4185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Guard well your spare moments. They are like uncut diamonds. Discard them and their value will never be known. Improve them and they will become the brightest gems in a useful life.&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-3220670527763430693?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3220670527763430693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/did-little-writing-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/3220670527763430693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/3220670527763430693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/05/did-little-writing-today.html' title='did a little writing today.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S95oec7nMcI/AAAAAAAAAMM/9W2bIoPAV3w/s72-c/IMG_4185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-5466478394615423585</id><published>2010-04-28T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T02:11:29.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;my bestie&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forks'/><title type='text'>old school.</title><content type='html'>I stumbled across a &lt;em&gt;sweet&lt;/em&gt; blog the other day, &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/"&gt;Once Upon a Win&lt;/a&gt;. It's a collection of 'epic wins' from when we were kids. I was pretty much hooked when I saw they had featured &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/03/09/epic-win-jem-and-the-holograms/"&gt;Jem&lt;/a&gt;, my favorite cartoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some other posts that match up with my childhood memories: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(all pictures from Once Upon a Win)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;playing &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/01/21/win-pics-heads-up-seven-up/"&gt;'Heads up, 7up'&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/01/15/win-pics-special-folded-notes/"&gt;passing notes in school&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/01/21/win-pics-heads-up-seven-up/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-8328" title="heads-up-seven-up" alt="heads up seven up" src="http://onceuponawin.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/heads-up-seven-up.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/01/15/win-pics-special-folded-notes/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-8254" title="special-folded-notes" alt="special folded notes" src="http://onceuponawin.wordpress.com/files/2010/01/special-folded-notes.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/02/26/epic-win-hypercolor-t-shirts/"&gt;hypercolor t-shirts&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/01/06/win-pics-t-shirt-slides/"&gt;t-shirt slides&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/02/26/epic-win-hypercolor-t-shirts/"&gt;&lt;img class="size-full wp-image-106 aligncenter" title="win-pictures-hypercolor1" alt="win-pictures-hypercolor1" src="http://onceuponawin.wordpress.com/files/2008/12/win-pictures-hypercolor1.jpg" width="351" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/01/06/win-pics-t-shirt-slides/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-7249" title="t-shirt slides" alt="t-shirt slides" src="http://onceuponawin.wordpress.com/files/2009/11/t-shirt-slides.jpg" width="400" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and every Christmas circling what I wanted in the &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/02/02/win-pics-the-sears-wish-book/"&gt;Sears Wish Book&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/02/02/win-pics-the-sears-wish-book/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-8474" title="win-pics-the-sears-wish-book" alt="win pics, The Sears Wish Book" src="http://onceuponawin.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/sears-catalog.jpg" width="423" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list always included &lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/03/17/win-pics-bigfoot-power-wheels/"&gt;Power Wheels&lt;/a&gt;, because sadly I never got one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onceuponawin.com/2010/03/17/win-pics-bigfoot-power-wheels/"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-9195" title="bigfoot-power-wheels" alt="" src="http://onceuponawin.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/bigfoot-power-wheels.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandi, our children &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; have Big Wheels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-5466478394615423585?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5466478394615423585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5466478394615423585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5466478394615423585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-school.html' title='old school.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-972355897731310363</id><published>2010-04-28T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:36:13.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><title type='text'>oh stop, I'm blushing</title><content type='html'>You know what makes me happy?  a &lt;a href="http://thewomanintraining.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-coworkers-and-whimsical-thinking.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; dedicated to me (yes, me!) on one of the cutest blogs around: &lt;a href="http://thewomanintraining.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Woman in Training&lt;/a&gt;.  Nicole (a friend of a friend) is super funny and a such great writer, I was smiling so big when I read my name! It made my day.  or my week. Okay, it pretty much made my year, I'll say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ahem... I must point out that, yes, I'm aware the post was written 3 weeks ago. I'm, um, a little slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, a lot slow.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry Nicole, you rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-972355897731310363?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/972355897731310363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-stop-im-blushing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/972355897731310363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/972355897731310363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-stop-im-blushing.html' title='oh stop, I&apos;m blushing'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-2778613152136657203</id><published>2010-04-08T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:02:19.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming of farms...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just doing a little daydreaming of the day I have a little farm of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Amish farm with windmill by yooperann, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/yooperann/4084428541/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Amish farm with windmill" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4084428541_21057cd598.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/yooperann/4084428541/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Amish farm with windmill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by yooperann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Farm Building015 by Scooter Flix, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/scooterflix/490571225/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Farm Building015" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/229/490571225_4cf8b52164.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/scooterflix/490571225/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Farm Building015&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by Scooter Flix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Old farm house by WindsurfGirl, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/windsurfgirl/2435679273/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Old farm house" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3098/2435679273_b02997d262.jpg" width="500" height="375" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/windsurfgirl/2435679273/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Old farm house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by WindsurfGirl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There'd be a few chickens...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Blue Chicken Bath by cproppe, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cproppe/2794779431/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Blue Chicken Bath" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3035/2794779431_3ea9020f99.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cproppe/2794779431/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Blue Chicken Bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by cproppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A sheep or two...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Sheep by svenwerk, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/svenwerk/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sheep" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3019/2551373329_41ab1f6d7a.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/svenwerk/2551373329/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sheep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by svenwerk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and maybe even a goat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="baby goat by James Nord, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamesnord/4134537992/"&gt;&lt;img alt="baby goat" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2752/4134537992_d1fb13d2eb.jpg" width="500" height="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jamesnord/4134537992/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;baby goat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; by James Nord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And no farm would be complete without Tanner and Lucy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="043/365 by small town &amp;amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4383032289/"&gt;&lt;img alt="043/365" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4383032289_8542639a0f.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="lucy with her bows on by small town &amp;amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4505527995/"&gt;&lt;img alt="lucy with her bows on" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4018/4505527995_97d8ce49a9.jpg" width="500" height="334" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-2778613152136657203?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2778613152136657203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreaming-of-farms.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/2778613152136657203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/2778613152136657203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreaming-of-farms.html' title='dreaming of farms...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2728/4084428541_21057cd598_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-5282500440249016049</id><published>2010-02-26T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T13:27:35.046-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>I don't think I'll ever get tired of quizzes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4383792218/" title="050/365 by small town &amp;amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4383792218_a07ca3e9e8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="050/365" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.olivejuicephotoblog.com/2010/02/fun-friday-fact-fiesta-fiesta-i-swooped.html"&gt;Olive Juice Photography&lt;/a&gt; (Formerly Dandelion Daydream Photography) blogged this Fun Friday Fact Fiesta today, and it looked like fun. So here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a month, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a day of the week, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a time of day, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;a late summer evening&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a planet, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;Pluto, because I'm old school. (and short. and a little out there.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sea animal, I’d be an &lt;strong&gt;otter&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a direction, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;west&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;lawn chair in front of a campfire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a liquid, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;rain&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a gemstone, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;peridot&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tree, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;douglas fir&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a tool, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;sandpaper&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a flower, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;garden rose&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a kind of weather, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;rainy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;fiddle&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a color, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;pink&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were an emotion, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;gratitude&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a fruit, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;raspberry&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a sound, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;a river&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were an element, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;carbon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a car, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;Dodge Ram 2500&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a food, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;chicken&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a place, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;Olympic National Park&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a material, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;linen&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a taste, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;savory&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a scent, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;vanilla&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were an object, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;a book&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a body part, I’d be a &lt;strong&gt;ear&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a facial expression, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;eyes rolling&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If I were a song, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;'American Honey' by Lady Antebellum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a pair of shoes, I’d be &lt;strong&gt;flip-flops&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-5282500440249016049?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5282500440249016049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-think-ill-ever-get-tired-of.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5282500440249016049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5282500440249016049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-dont-think-ill-ever-get-tired-of.html' title='I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll ever get tired of quizzes...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4002/4383792218_a07ca3e9e8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-8595511458912352227</id><published>2010-02-26T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T04:00:03.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forks'/><title type='text'>I've found my theme song at long last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4388319235/" title="IMG_3006a by small town &amp;amp;lt;3, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4388319235_50c30c6c64.jpg" width="500" height="334" alt="IMG_3006a" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="lalaSongEmbed" data="http://www.lala.com/external/flash/SingleSongWidget.swf" width="220" height="70" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;embed id="lalaSongEmbed" name="lalaSongEmbed" src="http://www.lala.com/external/flash/SingleSongWidget.swf" width="220" height="70" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" wmode="transparent" allownetworking="all" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="songLalaId=576742242103799009&amp;host=www.lala.com&amp;partnerId=membersong"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN-TOP: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 9px"&gt;&lt;a title="American Honey - Lady Antebellum" href="http://www.lala.com/song/576742242103799009" target="_blank"&gt;American Honey - Lady Antebell...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Click the link above to have a little listen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grew up on a side of the road&lt;br /&gt;Where the church bells ring and strong love grows&lt;br /&gt;She grew up good&lt;br /&gt;She grew up slow&lt;br /&gt;Like American honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady as a preacher&lt;br /&gt;Free as a weed&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't wait to get goin'&lt;br /&gt;But wasn't quite ready to leave&lt;br /&gt;So innocent, pure and sweet&lt;br /&gt;American honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a wild, wild whisper&lt;br /&gt;Blowin' in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Callin' out my name like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss those days as the years go by&lt;br /&gt;Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime&lt;br /&gt;And American honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get caught in the race&lt;br /&gt;Of this crazy life&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to be everything can make you lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go back in time&lt;br /&gt;To American honey, yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a wild, wild whisper&lt;br /&gt;Blowin' in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Callin' out my name like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss those days as the years go by&lt;br /&gt;Oh nothing's sweeter than summertime&lt;br /&gt;And American honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone for so long now&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get back to her somehow&lt;br /&gt;To American honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh There's a wild, wild whisper&lt;br /&gt;Blowin' in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Callin' out my name like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss those days as the years go by&lt;br /&gt;Oh nothin's sweeter than summertime&lt;br /&gt;And American honey&lt;br /&gt;And American honey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-8595511458912352227?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4388319235_50c30c6c64_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-8590001767888812604</id><published>2010-02-25T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:02:06.534-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;ralph waldo emerson&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>dead flowers (not the song)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="IMG_3079a by small town &amp;amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4389084446/"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_3079a" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4389084446_407a39570c.jpg" width="500" height="459" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting.”&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-8590001767888812604?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8590001767888812604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/dead-flowers-not-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/8590001767888812604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/8590001767888812604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/dead-flowers-not-song.html' title='dead flowers (not the song)'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4389084446_407a39570c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1302099670910190185</id><published>2010-02-24T06:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:34:10.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Photo 2010 update, finally!</title><content type='html'>I was really behind on uploading my pictures. Like, probably over 2 weeks. I've been snapping away everyday, but was getting ultra-lazy about editing and uploading.   I was excited to find that for a lot of the photos, the only changes I made in photoshop was to save it as a smaller file size.  Ah, the wonders of knowing how to actually work the camera in my hands.  I haven't used the automatic setting in weeks, my dial is mainly on manual or av. (aperture priority, my fave) I can't believe it, I didn't think I'd ever get a clue about the manual settings on my camera.&lt;br /&gt;This picture (of the most adorable dogs in the world, right?) &lt;div style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4383033647/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4383033647_888afc63e4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4383033647/"&gt;051/365&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/smalltownheart/"&gt;small town &amp;lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;was taken with my new 50mm lens. I heart this lens big-time. Big. Time. I actually entered this shot in The Pioneer Women's latest &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/photography/2010/02/photography-assignment-share-your-dog-portraits/"&gt;photography assignment&lt;/a&gt;.  If they were judging on the dog's looks alone, I'd definitely win- my doggies are epic cute. (but maybe I'm biased...) I missed the first day, but I'm going to try to get pics in on Thursday and Friday as well. No doubt I have a million pictures to choose from, they're my favorite subject. Heaven help me when I have children, they'll probably never recognize me without a camera in front of my face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1302099670910190185?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1302099670910190185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/daily-photo-2010-update-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1302099670910190185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1302099670910190185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/daily-photo-2010-update-finally.html' title='Daily Photo 2010 update, finally!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4383033647_888afc63e4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-927524279034529998</id><published>2010-02-19T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T09:39:08.049-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inky fresh press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>getting fresh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm over at &lt;a href="http://inkyfreshpress.com/2010/02/contest-arts-letters-competition/"&gt;Inky Fresh Press &lt;/a&gt;today, blogging about the Arts &amp;amp; Letters writing contest. Go have a look-see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-927524279034529998?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/927524279034529998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-fresh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/927524279034529998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/927524279034529998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/getting-fresh.html' title='getting fresh.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-6639560839051353887</id><published>2010-02-10T02:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:04:30.976-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spartans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forks'/><title type='text'>Oh, Twilight</title><content type='html'>The other day, I was looking for an old friend on facebook, (I swear  &lt;br /&gt;she is the only one in our class without a facebook. ) so I clicked on  &lt;br /&gt;the link that said Forks High School Class of 2002. Instead of finding  &lt;br /&gt;her, I found that half of the people listed as classmates of mine  &lt;br /&gt;contained names such as Bella, so-and-so Cullen, and Sally  &lt;br /&gt;OMGilovejacobheisthehottestwerewolfevergoteamjacobpleasetakeoffyourshirt. &lt;br /&gt;  Okay, so the last one is an exaggeration. Or maybe not, I didn&amp;#39;t go  &lt;br /&gt;through all of the pages.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just miss my unknown, middle-of-nowhere, logging capitol  &lt;br /&gt;of the world, Home of the Spartans, one stoplight, blink and you&amp;#39;ll  &lt;br /&gt;miss it, 3 hours from the mall, no we don&amp;#39;t have a mcdonalds,  &lt;br /&gt;carharts, romeos and riggins, small town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-6639560839051353887?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6639560839051353887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-twilight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6639560839051353887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6639560839051353887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-twilight.html' title='Oh, Twilight'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-7481498157787127229</id><published>2010-02-07T03:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T03:34:29.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little bit of spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4335385183/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4335385183_ff393f2c9d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4335385183/"&gt;037/365&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/smalltownheart/"&gt;small town &amp;lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love it when flowers show up on my yard, especially when I had nothing to do with it. A few days ago I noticed a mini field of crocus growing under my hydrangea bush. I think I few may have been there last year, but it seems like there's a lot more this go 'round. This little guy was the only yellow one of the bunch, the rest were purple/lavender. I've recently become a little enamored with yellow. It's a little weird considering it's always been one of my least favorite colors.  I'm thinking it partly stems from my new-found obsession with anything mustard colored (well, except for mustard) and partly because it's been a pretty dark winter, in every sense of the word. Even bright, primary yellow is catching my eye. So, all that to say, this happy little blond crocus is my fave.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-7481498157787127229?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7481498157787127229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-little-bit-of-spring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7481498157787127229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7481498157787127229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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irresistible principles of fun</title><content type='html'>this video is totally cute and inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XB43N0v7Eh4&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XB43N0v7Eh4&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://makeandmeaning.com/2010/01/10/are-you-ready-for-fun/"&gt;make and meaning&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-2207478355112859770?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2207478355112859770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/eight-irresistible-principles-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/2207478355112859770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/2207478355112859770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/eight-irresistible-principles-of-fun.html' title='the eight irresistible principles of fun'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-5102100871529538273</id><published>2010-01-22T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T18:25:17.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>what a fantastic weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Rainbow bright by ♥♥ Jo ♥♥, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jojos-mojo/872940396/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Rainbow bright" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1194/872940396_dc7e034a47.jpg" width="500" height="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jojos-mojo/872940396/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jo's Flickr Photostream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm, so that last post was a little depressing, eh? what an off day that was. Luckily, my outlook is much better today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are making me happy today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;new haircut, LOVE IT. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;got my nails done, my hands feel so pretty. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dutch apple pie in the oven (marie callender's, not homemade. I'm over it.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fabulous date day with my honey yesterday (ending with a little super nintendo playing) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taking pictures of the trains below my house. there's something so romantic about trains, I love everything about them &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trip to Seattle Library on monday with (work friend) Amber, woo-hoo! (for those of you who don't know, I have to differentiate because I have about 2,317 friends named amber. Alright, not that many, but I have considered only making new friends if their name is Amber.) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have to go to work tonight &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just ordered the latest issue of &lt;a href="http://www.craftleftovers.com/blog/clm"&gt;Craft Leftovers Monthly&lt;/a&gt;. I've been wanting one for awhile, and February's was too tempting to resist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did I mention I got my haircut? and that I LOVE IT?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there are no dishes in the sink right now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have so many good books from the library right now I don't know which one to start next.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that apple pie smells de-lish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Tomorrow will probably be a cleaning day, bleh. then work tomorrow night, double bleh. here's hoping the rest of my weekend goes v e r y  s l o w l y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your weekend turns out just as lovely!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-5102100871529538273?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5102100871529538273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-fantastic-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5102100871529538273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5102100871529538273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-fantastic-weekend.html' title='what a fantastic weekend.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1194/872940396_dc7e034a47_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1016818809688610886</id><published>2010-01-17T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:18:08.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>meh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/pic/m/b/be/beuford00/703916_forgotten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://www.sxc.hu/pic/m/b/be/beuford00/703916_forgotten.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say. I feel a little lost, adrift in a sea of past regrets that seem to want to swallow me whole today. I'm going to try to sleep it off, the only problem being if the thoughts are waiting for me when I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget the former things;&lt;br /&gt;do not dwell on the past.&lt;br /&gt;See, I am doing a new thing!&lt;br /&gt;Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?&lt;br /&gt;I am making a way in the desert&lt;br /&gt;and streams in the wasteland. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaiah 43:18-19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1016818809688610886?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1016818809688610886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/meh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1016818809688610886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1016818809688610886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/meh.html' title='meh...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-7389423177854152645</id><published>2010-01-16T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T10:16:55.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;granny square&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crochet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garland'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="self1 by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4276260447/"&gt;&lt;img alt="self1" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4276260447_1af05b05bd.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to blog today, but I just don't know about what. I haven't done a whole lot lately, well, at least not as much as I'd like. Went for a drive with my honey on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, got some pics from that. We went and sat at the airport, a couple of small planes and then a 737 came in. We were hoping to see one of the new 787's or the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dreamlifter&lt;/span&gt;, but no dice. It was fun sitting there though, Greg was taking pictures of the 737 we saw. We used to sit at the airport a lot when we were dating, and although I'm not quite the airplane buff that Greg is, I do love watching them come in and take off. Having to travel on them is a completely different matter... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bleh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After the airport we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mukilteo&lt;/span&gt; waterfront. It was cold and grey, but really beautiful. There were so many birds. At one point I sort of felt like I was in Bodega Bay. Check out the photos &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/sets/72157623215654802/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had sort of a crafty dry spell lately. My craft room is pretty much in chaos, overflowing with half or not even started projects. Before I can even think of starting anything new I need to simplify, go through and get rid of the things I'm never going to use. I'm hoping to make that my project this week. There are a few projects that I've been itching to try:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S1ICRvut-aI/AAAAAAAAALk/DqvLSo_yxuc/s1600-h/mosaic116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S1ICRvut-aI/AAAAAAAAALk/DqvLSo_yxuc/s400/mosaic116.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427403004828318114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26873567@N03/4221843390/"&gt;200 Crochet Blocks&lt;/a&gt;, 2. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cattaylordesign/4183490220/"&gt;Recycled Garland&lt;/a&gt;, 3. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/88602055@N00/4247124616/"&gt;remains of the day journal backgrounds&lt;/a&gt;, 4. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ritapizza/2668637372/"&gt;cathedral window quilt - 4th set&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love to crochet and have tried my hand at granny squares once or twice, but I'd really like to make a granny square blanket. Some granny squares can be kind of hokey, but they can turn out really gorgeous, too, like the ones above. I love the monochromatic look, but I'd also like to try one with jewel tones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am in love with garlands, can you tell? I love this one because it's all recycled paper. I have stacks of magazines and random paper that I saved just cause they're pretty, and this would be a great project for them. Maybe to decorate my soon to be clean and organized craft room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another great project for old scraps is this remains of the day journal. I haven't looked into this too much, but I think the point is to use the journal to display all of the interesting scraps that are collected day to day. I would love to do something like this and then use it as a journal to write in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've heard the cathedral window quilt blocks are very time-consuming, which usually would turn me off, but they're so pretty I have to try. I'm thinking I'll start out easy, maybe just do four blocks and the rest on a solid color, instead of a whole quilt top full of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, for not knowing what to say I sure said a lot. Now I have to go get ready, off to see Lovely Bones with Ashley, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yay&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/4094281648420431628-7389423177854152645?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7389423177854152645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-really-want-to-blog-today-but-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7389423177854152645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7389423177854152645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-really-want-to-blog-today-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4276260447_1af05b05bd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1593099299391694635</id><published>2010-01-12T08:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T08:09:50.775-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;miranda lambert&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>some happy things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just say it- I want these.&lt;br /&gt;Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/1/3/1130053-p-DETAILED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/1/3/1130053-p-DETAILED.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MIA Outlaw at Zappos.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.zappos.com/images/z/1/0/6/1065876-p-DETAILED.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Steve Madden Texic at Zappos.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In part because I hope that by putting them on I will magically transform into her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 417px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.cmt.com/sitewide/assets/img/events/2009/cma_awards/show/92996304_10-x600.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/pictures/miranda-lambert/photo-gallery/1817045/4393586/artist_photo.jhtml"&gt;cmt.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miranda Lambert pretty much rawks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Which reminds me, I've been thinking of going back to blonde. What do we think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. this picture from &lt;a href="http://cuteoverload.com/2010/01/11/a-public-service-announcement/"&gt;cuteoverload.com&lt;/a&gt; is the cutest thing in the world. I can't stop looking at it because it makes me smile. so addicting... you've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/kitten-trumpet-560.jpg?w=560&amp;amp;h=557"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 560px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 557px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://cuteoverload.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/kitten-trumpet-560.jpg?w=560&amp;amp;h=557" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1593099299391694635?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1593099299391694635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-happy-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1593099299391694635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1593099299391694635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/some-happy-things.html' title='some happy things.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-4895059797399823293</id><published>2010-01-08T22:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:56:25.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>today's daily photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4258779654/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4258779654_8476b6c074_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4258779654/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;008/365&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/smalltownheart/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small town &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A writer needs loneliness, and he gets his share of it. He needs love, and he gets shared and also unshared love. He needs friendship. In fact, he needs the universe. To be a writer is, in a sense, to be a day-dreamer - to be living a kind of double life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Jorge Luis Borges&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To me the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the music the words make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Truman Capote&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Cyril Connolly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's so exciting and terrifying about the writing process is that it really is an act of exploration and discovery. With all of us, not just writers, there is a sort of knowledge of the other. We have a lot more in common than we realize, and I think writing is really a sustained act of empathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Andre Dubus, III&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-4895059797399823293?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4895059797399823293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-daily-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/4895059797399823293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/4895059797399823293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-daily-photo.html' title='today&apos;s daily photo'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4258779654_8476b6c074_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-149163844954957354</id><published>2010-01-07T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:19:42.552-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flickr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>paper garland loveliness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love me some paper garlands. I just want to make a million. Wouldn't these make the greatest party decorations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S0a_K3jonZI/AAAAAAAAALM/G1GDK1s2-qA/s1600-h/garland+mosaic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424232994647350674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S0a_K3jonZI/AAAAAAAAALM/G1GDK1s2-qA/s400/garland+mosaic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/94101511@N00/3237493348/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a curtain of hearts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/48875329@N00/3622406644/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paint chip package&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/36689670@N05/4183490220/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Recycled Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/40213624@N02/4203686745/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....a new " &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LoVe&lt;/span&gt; " garland...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/22493961@N02/4204868493/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fresh Green Paper Garland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/40888596@N06/3954078424/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;paper hearts 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/37375240@N00/2347118522/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Untitled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/34805353@N02/4188085974/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;garlands are the best accessories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/74128291@N00/3753692732/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;leaf garland 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/40888596@N06/4250691273/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lovebirds garland 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/95149695@N00/2314932233/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;paper garlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/43390296@N04/4170152699/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2009 Ornament Swap - garland in window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, 13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/71443419@N00/3878537732/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Butterfly Garlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PS. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flickr&lt;/span&gt; is addicting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-149163844954957354?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/149163844954957354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/paper-garland-loveliness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/149163844954957354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/149163844954957354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/paper-garland-loveliness.html' title='paper garland loveliness'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/S0a_K3jonZI/AAAAAAAAALM/G1GDK1s2-qA/s72-c/garland+mosaic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-6128663258855852996</id><published>2010-01-06T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:50:25.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fbito'/><title type='text'>2 posts in one day?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="oranges by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4252827366/"&gt;&lt;img alt="oranges" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4252827366_4a5b703cde.jpg" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm awesome. haha. Even more awesome? my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/sets/72157623155541176/"&gt;photo a day project&lt;/a&gt;, I'm pretty much rocking it. And by rocking it I mean I'm actually keeping up with it, which is a surprise, even though it's only been a few days. I LOVE LOVE LOVE my new camera, it's so fun to play with! I'm pretty sure I took about 50 pictures of my honey today when he was outside installing his new satellite radio. I don't know that he was as excited as I was... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="greg0106 by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4252827466/"&gt;&lt;img alt="greg0106" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4252827466_afb2bb7938_m.jpg" width="160" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So handsome, &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since tonight is my Friday I think tomorrow we will be doing a mini roadtrip with the camera, although I haven't decided where yet. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, go check out &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/"&gt;the rest&lt;/a&gt;, tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. what about my new header? see the little white heart on the right side? total fluke. I didn't see it until I got the picture into photoshop. I love it when that happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-6128663258855852996?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6128663258855852996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-posts-in-one-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6128663258855852996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6128663258855852996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-posts-in-one-day.html' title='2 posts in one day?!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4252827366_4a5b703cde_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-4439897999987675871</id><published>2010-01-06T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:07:05.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>40 questions</title><content type='html'>Alright, I filled this out yesterday while I was at work but am just now getting around to posting it. I took it from &lt;a href="http://notebookdoodles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Notebook Doodles&lt;/a&gt;, she tagged all of her readers. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="006/365 by small town &amp;lt;3, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/4252554858/"&gt;&lt;img alt="006/365" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2703/4252554858_c3d800dcfd.jpg" width="333" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.what is your current obsession?&lt;br /&gt;my new camera! I heart it. and tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what are you wearing today?&lt;br /&gt;My favorite sweatshirt, (FHS fastpitch one I kidnapped from brandi years ago.) Barbie tshirt, jeans and pink Romeos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what’s for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, hopefully turkey tacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what’s the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;$5 shoes and a sweet green and white scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. what are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;Calltakers across the room, fire radio and the hum of the computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what do you think about the person who tagged you?&lt;br /&gt;She has adorable handwriting and an awesome blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. if you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?&lt;br /&gt;Forks. maybe even within walking distance of my mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. one thing you wanna change about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;More gumption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. if you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?&lt;br /&gt;The Hoh Rain Forest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. which language do you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;Swedish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. what’s your favourite quote?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how to choose? I love quotes. Right now probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not interested in money. I just want to be wonderful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swaps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it's yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;— Ayn Rand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . would you cook for me?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know that anyone would want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. what is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;If your enemy is hungry, give him food to eat;&lt;br /&gt;if he is thirsty, give him water to drink.&lt;br /&gt;In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head,&lt;br /&gt;and the LORD will reward you.&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 25:21-22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. what are you afraid of the most?&lt;br /&gt;Opening an officer.com 'Officer Down Alert' email and having it be someone I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. who do you want to meet right now?&lt;br /&gt;The Australian accent on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. what is your favourite color?&lt;br /&gt;oh pink, always pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. give us 3 styling tips that work for you.&lt;br /&gt;ugh, I have not been very stylish lately. what always works for me is sweatshirts, flip flops and scarves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. what is your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;Co-owner and barista of a coffee shop/pottery panting/yarn shop/allaroundloveliness with amber. And photographer. And Park ranger. &lt;em&gt;All at the same time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. what’s your favorite magazine?&lt;br /&gt;Martha Stewart Weddings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. if you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;Fancy tea (I am on such a tea kick right now) and getting my upper ear pierced, again. And a new pair of jeans, I really need another pair. Maybe even a new sweatshirt, depending on where I'm shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. what do you consider a fashion faux pas?&lt;br /&gt;Not wearing the correct size, not dressing (somewhere near) your age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. who according to you is the most over-rated writer?&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree with Miss notebookdoodles on this, stephenie meyer. But I’m still mourning the loss of innocence of my hometown, so I may be a little biased. Especially considering I haven't read the books yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. what brings a smile on your face instantly?&lt;br /&gt;5 words: Josiah, Edie, Lincoln, Riley, Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Received&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. what kind of haircut do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Inexpensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. what are you going to do after this?&lt;br /&gt;Go home and go to bed, I'm tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. what do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Sleep, grump, avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. what makes you go wild?&lt;br /&gt;Road rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. what are your favourite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Sense and Sensibility, Lord of the Rings trilogy, Maverick, North by Northwest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. what inspires you?&lt;br /&gt;Trees, river and rain. Light. beautiful dresses and amazing interior design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. what do your friends call you most commonly?&lt;br /&gt;Kate, except for my jeffcom peeps, they call me Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. would you prefer coffee or tea?&lt;br /&gt;Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. which other blogs do you love visiting?&lt;br /&gt;I have over a hundred on my google reader, from quilting, photography, fashion, business and funny. I'm addicted to blogs. Here's just a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://notebookdoodles.blogspot.com/"&gt;Notebookdoodles&lt;/a&gt;, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rachelcox.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Sometimes Crafter&lt;br /&gt;Rachel Cox Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohhellofriend.blogspot.com/"&gt;Oh, hello friend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gabriellekaiphotography.com/blog/"&gt;Gabrielle Kai Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://katesirrelevant.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kate's Irrelevant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lamebook.com/"&gt;Lamebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;a href="http://cuteoverload.com/"&gt;cute overload&lt;/a&gt; always makes my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. favorite dessert/sweet?&lt;br /&gt;Apple pie/ crisp, my mom's cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. how many tabs are turned on in your browser right now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my phone, so only one, but usually on my laptop I can have anywhere between 2-20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. when you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;That's as good as it's going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. favorite season?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I could choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. one wish that you really want to see it come true?&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of wishes I've made lately that I'm working to make come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. what breaks your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Children not being taken care of/ loved like they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Any time my mom cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. what's one thing you really want to do in life?&lt;br /&gt;To stop sitting on the sidelines and watching life pass me by. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-4439897999987675871?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4439897999987675871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/4439897999987675871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/4439897999987675871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2010/01/40-questions.html' title='40 questions'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2703/4252554858_c3d800dcfd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1306942364449103917</id><published>2009-11-09T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:31:02.887-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;blogs I heart&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I'm watching 'The View'. How is this show still on TV? All they do is talk over each other and compete to be the loudest voice. It gives me a headache, I'll say it. I'm no longer watching it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about trying a photo a day project next year. My inspiration comes from one of my favorite blogs, &lt;a href="http://gabriellekaiphotography.com/blog/"&gt;Gabrielle Kai Photography&lt;/a&gt;. Her pictures are sooo beautiful. the post for today that really got me thinking about it is &lt;a href="http://gabriellekaiphotography.com/blog/2009/11/15-tips-for-a-daily-photo-project/"&gt;15 tips for a daily photo project&lt;/a&gt;. Tip #8 is: Don't set yourself up to fail. She says "Why not consider a photo a week project?" I just may have to, a photo a day kind of seems like a lot, and let's face it, I'm not the most motivated person I know. This would be great though, because I really want to work at getting better at photography. I was getting pretty frustrated the other day when some film I got back didn't wow me. Greg kept reminding me that these things take time and practice. I know that's true, but I was hoping I could pick up camera and beauty would just flow from it. Uh, not quite. I'm afraid that if I'm not any good now, I'll never be and it can't be learned. Not only do I need to learn more about the cameras I'm using, but my pictures were just uninspired. I was literally taking pictures and hoping they would magically be great. After I got over some of my frustration I started playing with my digital camera and the white balance settings. Basic, I know, but I had never thought to even use it before. I decided I would try to get some shots of Lucy inside. She's hard to get because, number one, she never sits still, but also, her coloring is weird and is not easily photographed, I'm not sure why. She was lounging on the ottoman so I decided to give it a shot. Although the pictures aren't award winning, it's amazing the difference that some patience and playing with the settings made! That gave me a little hope that this is something I may be able to learn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm afraid to fail. Can I just say that? I feel a little lost lately. All I do is work, sleep, work, sleep. I'm such a boring person, I hate when people ask me what I've been up to, because I'm at a loss for an interesting answer. There are things I want to do, that I've made steps to delve into deeper, but I always get nervous and things grind to a halt. Photography is one example. The other? I'm trying to write a book. I feel so stupid saying that, to be quite honest. Probably the reason I've only told a few people. Like, 2 I think. It's scary to say out loud because then people expect things out of you. What if I never finish? What if I finish and I think it's great but really it just sucks? I get so excited some days, then others it's all I can do not to delete what I've started. I keep wondering why all of this hobby stuff is so scary to me, then I realized, I've never really had one before. Sounds weird, but it's true! I was always so busy with jobs, school, church stuff, and when I wasn't at those places I was with friends. When I lived near friends, I didn't need or want a hobby. The reason it's becoming so urgent now that I be good at something is in part, I'm thinking, because I don't know that many people around here, and with only one job, I am home a lot. Watching NCIS re-runs I've seen 4 times already. Eating junk food. So many reasons why a hobby may be healthier, right?&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Svhszo02FII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MD11hNGfBr0/s1600-h/lucy+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402187387419104386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Svhszo02FII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MD11hNGfBr0/s400/lucy+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of the pictures I talked about earlier. Is she not the cutest thing you've ever seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sort of feels good to get that all out there, I'm not gonna lie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1306942364449103917?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1306942364449103917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-im-watching-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1306942364449103917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1306942364449103917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-im-watching-view.html' title=''/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Svhszo02FII/AAAAAAAAAJ8/MD11hNGfBr0/s72-c/lucy+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-7489042280364837739</id><published>2009-10-13T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:18:41.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;biggest loser&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;Gilmore Girls&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fbito'/><title type='text'>monkey monkey underpants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because my brain is a wild jungle full of scary gibberish. 'I'm writing a letter. I can't write a letter. Why can't I write a letter? I'm wearing a green dress. I wish I was wearing my blue dress. My blue dress is at the cleaners. The Germans wore grey, you wore blue. Casablanca. Casablanca is such a good movie. Casablanca. the White House. Bush. Why don't I drive a hybrid car? I should really drive a hybrid car. I should really take my bicycle to work. Bicycle, unicycle, unitard, hockey puck, rattle snake, monkey monkey underpants.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Gilmore Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah, that's how I feel lately. I want to write, be creative, DO stuff, but then my mind races, overheats, explodes. You know? You know. hmm, maybe I'll start off with some 'what has been happening' randomness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-It's pretty windy right now, and the tall plant in my front yard has gotten so big that it's scraping against the window. Good thing I don't sleep here at night, I'd probably get freaked out. hopefully my honey will cut it down soon.  (Let me clarify, I don't sleep here at night because I work at night. That's how rumors get started, you know? Believe me, I'm from Forks, so I know ALL about how rumors get started. ha. I still love small towns though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-It's pretty windy right now, which means work is probably gonna suck. It's nights like these that I'm kind of glad I work graveyard, and especially not swing shift. It just means it's that many less calls I have to take from people telling me their power is out. 911 is not the number for PUD, thanks though. You not being able to watch Grey's Anatomy does not constitute and emergency in my book, but thanks for tying up the lines. Hopefully that person waiting in the queue for me to get done with this ridiculous call isn't dead, because they were probably having what we around here like to call 'a REAL emergency.' Okay, I've put the soap box away, let's continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-Some people at work have decided to get together a 'Biggest Loser' contest, It starts tomorrow. I found about it yesterday which is perfect timing because yesterday was the first day I've been back to the gym in about 1,000 years. Everyone Puts $10 in the pot and whoever loses the biggest percentage of body weight by February 14 wins. I don't care about the money really, but I'm thinking being in competition with people (even though it's a totally friendly competition) might help me stick to this longer than a week.* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUERVZPprI/AAAAAAAAAJs/z8WQ1MQpBkk/s1600-h/sleeping+dogs+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220824693352114" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUERVZPprI/AAAAAAAAAJs/z8WQ1MQpBkk/s400/sleeping+dogs+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUER-chs1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YeKvgfdihVI/s1600-h/sleeping+dogs+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220835712971602" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUER-chs1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/YeKvgfdihVI/s400/sleeping+dogs+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-My dogs are being so good right now, they are both sleeping near me in the living room. I should go to sleep while they're not being crazy and running around the house. Oh, wait, just kidding. Lucy is now deciding whether or not to bark at the bush in the front yard. Oh, Lucy, thank you for protecting me from the bush in the front yard. You're the best guard dog ever. Ever. Or not really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-The blond girl on the pink team on this season's Biggest Loser look like Leann Rimes. But prettier because she probably didn't cheat on her husband and wreck another woman's home. How did that soapbox get back out here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCw34AfNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yboUsOo5E4o/s1600-h/tulips+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219167501876434" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCw34AfNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yboUsOo5E4o/s400/tulips+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-I went to the store yesterday and bought some pink tulips, they are so pretty!! I thought is was a perfect opportunity to use my film camera. Well, Greg's camera, but what's his is mine and what's mine is ours, right? It's a Konica, and it used to be his dad's, but he gave it to Greg when he moved into the digital age. I think he bought it in Vietnam when he was in the service. When Greg's parents moved from Texas to Florida they seriously downsized and some of the things they sent Greg were some other really old cameras. One is and Agfa Shur-Shot and the other is a Brownie Special Six-20. I'm going to order some film for the Agfa, I'm really excited about it because it takes medium format (120) film, which I've never used. I think the Brownie might take a film that is no longer made, so I'd have to re-spool the 120 onto 620 spools. I'll see if I'm any good at this whole photography thing before I get that involved. :) Here's a picture I took of the Konica yesterday. See my cute pink Romeos in the reflection? LOVE IT. I can't wait to get the pictures off of that developed. I think a lot of the roll is the tulips, but also some of the doggies and a few miscellaneous pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, here's some of the pictures I took with my digital camera. I feel like I'm starting to learn how to set-up and/or frame pictures better, which is exciting. Especially if I'm going to start using film more often, because it can get expensive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCxyNqKyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ptmbNED5ftI/s1600-h/tulips+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219183161944866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCxyNqKyI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ptmbNED5ftI/s400/tulips+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCypktRMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/et75Z5i15Lc/s1600-h/tulips+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219198022567106" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCypktRMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/et75Z5i15Lc/s400/tulips+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCxTrHvOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iTB1LbOcLT8/s1600-h/tulips+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219174964018402" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCxTrHvOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/iTB1LbOcLT8/s400/tulips+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These pictures were taken from outside, through the kitchen window. I think they're my favorite, especially the last one. I just love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUEDn8bBpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/j23kjZc-mt8/s1600-h/tulips+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220589154567826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUEDn8bBpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/j23kjZc-mt8/s400/tulips+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCy9D-TgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fpY2auYdxSw/s1600-h/tulips+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219203253980674" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUCy9D-TgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/fpY2auYdxSw/s400/tulips+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUEDPMMRtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Zf7ANn-5ang/s1600-h/tulips+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220582509823698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUEDPMMRtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Zf7ANn-5ang/s400/tulips+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Look at these little heart shaped leaves from my front yard, so cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUEEEbsqdI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a69jRCU_hAA/s1600-h/tulips+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220596801939922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUEEEbsqdI/AAAAAAAAAJk/a69jRCU_hAA/s400/tulips+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really need to get some rest so I'm alive for my (hopefully not) crazy night at work tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/em&gt;: I'm not as amazing as that may sound, considering I didn't go to the gym today. But I have good reasons. I forgot socks and I wore flip flops to work today, (I have to hold onto flip-flop season for as long as possible.) who wants blisters? On the second day back to the gym? I do not need that kind of distraction. Also, when I went yesterday I went right after work and then couldn't fall asleep until after noon. It totally screwed up my sleep schedule. Others have excuses, I have my reasons why. (that's actually a line from my most favorite Nickel Creek song, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/nickelcreek/reasonswhy.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Reasons Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.)(Actually probably one of my top ten favorite songs ever. Ever.)(I would also have to say that song is the story of my life.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-7489042280364837739?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7489042280364837739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/monkey-monkey-underpants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7489042280364837739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/7489042280364837739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/10/monkey-monkey-underpants.html' title='monkey monkey underpants'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/StUERVZPprI/AAAAAAAAAJs/z8WQ1MQpBkk/s72-c/sleeping+dogs+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-8924782183386074191</id><published>2009-09-27T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:35:29.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sermon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my honey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fbito'/><title type='text'>hurt is inevitable, bitterness is optional.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was the first point of the pastor's sermon in church today. I'd be lying if I said that isn't something I need to remember. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vacation is exhausting! All I've wanted to do since we got home is sit around, which is why I haven't posted anything. Well, that and the fact that I was a little sick over the fact that I dumped my camera in the river on our fishing trip and I thought it was a goner. Knowing my camera was kaput made me not want to do anything crafty for fear that it would remind me, once again, my poor little camera was soggy. weird? yeah. But good news- I turned it on the other day and it works just like new!! No water spots or anything. I'm so happy, I've had that camera less than a year (a Christmas present from my honey) and was just starting to play around with it. Thanks goes to my mom, she suggested putting it in a bag of rice. Apparently the rice draws out the moisture. That will definitely be my go-to remedy for swimming electronics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have about 15 minutes before I go to work so I thought I would post a few pictures from out fishing trip. Luckily (well, relatively) the camera dropped in the water near the end, so I got almost 300 pictures on the river. My favorites were the Macro shots I did, so they're the ones I edited first. Later I want to go through all of the people ones. I'm not great at shooting people, it's something I need to work on. I think it's because I'm not super confidant, I hate it when people know I'm taking their picture. again, weird? anyhoo-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIS9wbY8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/55Jo_eZEYac/s1600-h/between+a+rock+and+hard+place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386384644987642818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIS9wbY8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/55Jo_eZEYac/s400/between+a+rock+and+hard+place.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIT1MR4MI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5Wakqp0CS0o/s1600-h/hooked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386384659868410050" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIT1MR4MI/AAAAAAAAAHw/5Wakqp0CS0o/s400/hooked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIU81GgNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/X4x3-0sNx8w/s1600-h/spinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386384679098548434" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIU81GgNI/AAAAAAAAAIA/X4x3-0sNx8w/s400/spinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell which of these net pictures I like better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIry5njiI/AAAAAAAAAII/7nH4kaN9IfU/s1600-h/the+net.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386385071570128418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIry5njiI/AAAAAAAAAII/7nH4kaN9IfU/s400/the+net.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIshVHQxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cLkXsB6QRZI/s1600-h/the+net+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386385084033483538" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIshVHQxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/cLkXsB6QRZI/s400/the+net+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My honey's borrowed boots-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBITWBTLqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KqawJe5GUNM/s1600-h/borrowed+boots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386384651500859042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBITWBTLqI/AAAAAAAAAHo/KqawJe5GUNM/s400/borrowed+boots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my honey, the fisherman. I think he's found yet another hick-town hobby to love. My city boy is getting pretty countryfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIUcg7fOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4Nsq7AddC6A/s1600-h/my+fisherman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386384670424005858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIUcg7fOI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4Nsq7AddC6A/s400/my+fisherman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, some roses from my mom's garden. (she's an amazing gardener!) Yet another set of photos where I can't decide which one I like better. I love both filters on this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBItD7acEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Vmpz7JRu6pM/s1600-h/raindrops+on+roses+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386385093320929346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBItD7acEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Vmpz7JRu6pM/s400/raindrops+on+roses+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBItjZOxCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3x_54Xy7CFk/s1600-h/raindrops+on+roses+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386385101767492642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBItjZOxCI/AAAAAAAAAIg/3x_54Xy7CFk/s400/raindrops+on+roses+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBItD7acEI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Vmpz7JRu6pM/s1600-h/raindrops+on+roses+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-8924782183386074191?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8924782183386074191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/hurt-is-inevitable-bitterness-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/8924782183386074191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/8924782183386074191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/hurt-is-inevitable-bitterness-is.html' title='hurt is inevitable, bitterness is optional.'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/SsBIS9wbY8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/55Jo_eZEYac/s72-c/between+a+rock+and+hard+place.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1864500610336502507</id><published>2009-09-18T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:53:24.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fill-Ins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins</title><content type='html'>Friday Fill-Ins, Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vacay&lt;/span&gt;, so this is the most effort I can put out today! I'm still a little tired from my fishing trip yesterday. (woo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;, so fun!) I hope to have pictures of that up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. My car &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is a Brown 2007 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sportage&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monk, the final season&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is coming up next. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't be watching, I'm only here for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt;. Surprised?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Lately, things seem&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;more hopeful and terrifying at the same time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleeping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is one of my favorite 'hiding' places.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What happened &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to treat others as you want to be treated? Common decency?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; is not impossible!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;going to bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lunch with Brandi at the In Place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and Sunday, I want to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;go to church with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;fam&lt;/span&gt; and take it easy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1864500610336502507?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1864500610336502507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-fill-ins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1864500610336502507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1864500610336502507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-fill-ins.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-564973482552858361</id><published>2009-09-14T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T21:01:34.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creatures'/><title type='text'>Another check mark on my list!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning I finished Alex's birthday present. (so, so late. I'm terrible) They're finger puppets, and I think they turned out pretty cute. I used a pattern from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Stuff-Aranzi-Aronzo/dp/1934287458/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1252986911&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;'Baby Stuff' by Aranzi Aronzo&lt;/a&gt;. I love this book! My favorite is all of the handwriting and hand drawn pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq8Q5mELHXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vzP-j7evqFU/s1600-h/september1409+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381538661387672946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq8Q5mELHXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vzP-j7evqFU/s320/september1409+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq8Q6XlKVqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/prDPEHiBSXg/s1600-h/september1409+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381538674679371426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq8Q6XlKVqI/AAAAAAAAAHY/prDPEHiBSXg/s320/september1409+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow we're off to Forks to spend a week at my parents, I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-564973482552858361?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/564973482552858361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-check-mark-on-my-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/564973482552858361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/564973482552858361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-check-mark-on-my-list.html' title='Another check mark on my list!'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq8Q5mELHXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vzP-j7evqFU/s72-c/september1409+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-5871956152641300111</id><published>2009-09-13T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:29:29.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fbito'/><title type='text'>fbito: lace and layers</title><content type='html'>fbito: finding beauty in the ordinary...&lt;br /&gt;my photo series featured here on the blog and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/smalltownheart/"&gt;my flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq3EnxIIYZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/u14YyCJt4y4/s1600-h/september1309+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381173317258994066" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq3EnxIIYZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/u14YyCJt4y4/s400/september1309+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-5871956152641300111?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5871956152641300111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/fbito-lace-and-layers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5871956152641300111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5871956152641300111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/fbito-lace-and-layers.html' title='fbito: lace and layers'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq3EnxIIYZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/u14YyCJt4y4/s72-c/september1309+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-6815356351111760008</id><published>2009-09-13T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:39:15.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NCIS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blanket'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark harmon'/><title type='text'>I totally won't blame you if the last picture is your favorite....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;-it's certainly my favorite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I'm getting the crafty groove back! Well, kind of. I probably could have gotten more done today, but church ran long (sooo worth it though.) and then I got sucked into both a Lord of the Rings marathon and then an NCIS marathon. I've watched the whole trilogy of LotR multiple times and have seen every episode of NCIS, and yet they still suck me in every time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoo, back to the crafty. I have a few late birthday presents to get done before I head to Forks next week. (yay for vacation!!) The first completed gift is for little Edie-girl, so Brandi, if you are reading this between snuggling with your latest most adorable baby in the world, and it's before I get to Forks, you're gonna need to stop here. Thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Christmas I got Eden a baby doll, so for her birthday I thought I would make her something to go along with it. I just sewed together a simple little baby blanket and pillow. I LOVE the way they turned out. I didn't do any piecing or binding on the blanket, just sewed two fabrics right side together and then turned them inside out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21nr5xt0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AttnrFeBdC8/s1600-h/september1309+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156823182194498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21nr5xt0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AttnrFeBdC8/s320/september1309+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21oele49I/AAAAAAAAAGY/znxdg4hW_LE/s1600-h/september1309+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156836787282898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21oele49I/AAAAAAAAAGY/znxdg4hW_LE/s320/september1309+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I just stitched around the edges with my favorite stitch, the leaf stitch. I will admit, it was about 50% of the reason I picked the sewing machine I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156844489118114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21o7RvkaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Iqintw4iNwU/s320/september1309+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I then free-motion quilted around some of the flowers. My first foray into free motion quilting and it was so scary! I was afraid of ruining the blanket, but I think it turned out pretty good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21pk9AHZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AaGrf6OyOQE/s1600-h/september1309+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156855676411282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21pk9AHZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/AaGrf6OyOQE/s320/september1309+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21qJ4GvyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rRc_jkrD1r0/s1600-h/september1309+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381156865587986210" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21qJ4GvyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rRc_jkrD1r0/s320/september1309+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only piecing I did was on the back of the pillow, not complicated at all. I also added lace to the edge. Ahh! It turned out so cute with the lace! I hope Eden likes it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq22Boi5HYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QloAMyJ8nRc/s1600-h/september1309+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381157268957502850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq22Boi5HYI/AAAAAAAAAG4/QloAMyJ8nRc/s320/september1309+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I now have one day to finish 2 more (late) birthday presents and a little something for new baby Lincoln. I hope I can get them done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of tonight's sky. Something about the clouds caught my eye. The picture doesn't do them justice at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq22CMimAFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wazPeEH_tlU/s1600-h/september1309+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381157278619926610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq22CMimAFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/wazPeEH_tlU/s320/september1309+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I finish this I'm still watching the NCIS marathon. Here's one of the main reasons why I'm addicted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daemonstv.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/96880_d0191b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" alt="" src="http://www.daemonstv.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/96880_d0191b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.daemonstv.com/2008/04/07/ncis-stakeout-pictures/ncis-mark-harmon-as-gibbs-in-stakeout/"&gt;image from here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, who am I kidding? He &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the main reason I watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a stone cold silver fox. Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-6815356351111760008?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6815356351111760008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-totally-wont-blame-you-if-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6815356351111760008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/6815356351111760008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-totally-wont-blame-you-if-last.html' title='I totally won&apos;t blame you if the last picture is your favorite....'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sq21nr5xt0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AttnrFeBdC8/s72-c/september1309+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1742238640542011284</id><published>2009-09-11T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:49:53.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fbito'/><title type='text'>ps...</title><content type='html'>As a part of 'finding beauty in the ordinary' campaign I took pictures of my cheese and crackers snack. Displayed on a paper plate. Yeah, that's how I roll: OR-DIN-ARY. We'll see how they turn out in the light of day tomorrow. (must. have. sleep... running on 6 hours for the past 2 days, yikes!) If they turn out any good you may see them here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hear the gasp of the masses holding their breath in anticipation. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also- Goal for thrifting on Monday? and old camera. I want to start shooting film again, and possibly start a camera collection. Anyone who has a camera collection is cool in my book. (my husband has a mini collection=mega cool.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1742238640542011284?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1742238640542011284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1742238640542011284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1742238640542011284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/ps.html' title='ps...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-5987429853163446274</id><published>2009-09-11T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:40:10.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Fill-Ins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins and a Do-Over</title><content type='html'>I decided that I wanted a do-over for my blog. We don't get many do-overs in life so I figured I would take advantage of the fact that I had that kind of control in this situation. The posts before were just... blah? So they're gone. I had some other reasons as well, but mostly I thought, if I'm going to do this I want it to be something I'm proud of, something I want to get to everyday and write on, something I will want to show off. Mostly I want it to be memorable, if not to anyone else then for myself.  I think that's why it was so easy to trash the earlier posts- they weren't memorable.  So, here's the beginning of my do-over. I wish those were more readily available in other aspects of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="50" alt="ffi" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3200015130_1ceb740230_t.jpg" width="100" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://fridayfillins.blogspot.com/"&gt;::Friday Fill-Ins::&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I'm experiencing a lot of new things lately. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's a&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;scary place &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;My husband's asleep with the dogs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;; I'm over here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The possibilities include:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;failing or succeeding&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;The question is, which one is scarier?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Macaroni and Cheese&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is one of my favorite cool day recipes.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Who am I kidding? It's my favorite everyday recipe....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. How will you know&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;if you don't at least try? That's been my motto for the week.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;My favorite place to be is the Hoh Rain Forest under big raindrops&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and a stormy sky.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;sleeping when it's actually dark&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;tomorrow my plans include&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;finishing up some crafty projects&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and Sunday, I want to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;go to church and then maybe do some more crafting&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Oh, and then on monday I get to go thrifting in Seattle with a friend from work and Tuesday it's off to Forks for a week, woo-hoo!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-5987429853163446274?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5987429853163446274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-fill-ins-and-do-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5987429853163446274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/5987429853163446274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-fill-ins-and-do-over.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins and a Do-Over'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3518/3200015130_1ceb740230_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4094281648420431628.post-1355797574952582205</id><published>2009-09-10T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T19:55:32.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fbito'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creatures'/><title type='text'>finding beauty in the ordinary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5KEA19lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_UtSCR7w6Xs/s1600-h/september1009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380034812397876818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5KEA19lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_UtSCR7w6Xs/s400/september1009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still life at the living room window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5h2e_llI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cdUU6QQv-t0/s1600-h/september1009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380035221083100754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5h2e_llI/AAAAAAAAAFU/cdUU6QQv-t0/s320/september1009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5iY40I_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/AvPQQTy_zpA/s1600-h/september1009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380035230318207986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5iY40I_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/AvPQQTy_zpA/s320/september1009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spiders sort of give me the heebie-jeebies, but I am in love with how these pictures turned out.  My new goal is to find beauty in my ordinary life. I've subscribed to a lot of photography blogs lately and love when people are able to make the most simple and mundane things beautiful. I love pictures that give me an emotional reaction; pictures that I form a connection with.  I was always so jealous because I thought, 'oh, I don't have a beautiful house/amazing craft room/sweet vintage finds/(insert item here) to photograph.'  Then I realized, it wasn't the subjects themselves that were so beautiful, it was more that the photographer saw beauty in that mundane object which they communicated through their photograph.  It finally dawned on me, I could do that too if I would only step out of the box and start looking at everything differently, with a photographer's eye. So that's what I'm trying. I'm going to be creative, have an artist's eye, see everything for it's potential. I have a boring house/craft room/etc... , a point and shoot digital and free photo editing software, but I am going to find beauty in the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4094281648420431628-1355797574952582205?l=stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1355797574952582205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/finding-beauty-in-ordinary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1355797574952582205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4094281648420431628/posts/default/1355797574952582205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stillasmalltownheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/finding-beauty-in-ordinary.html' title='finding beauty in the ordinary...'/><author><name>Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05792570348339472154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHIMlXMdUe0/TaPWKXcfhhI/AAAAAAAAAOA/XB5d1JAS2gs/s220/IMG_6277.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x9Syj_RBTTU/Sqm5KEA19lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/_UtSCR7w6Xs/s72-c/september1009+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
