<?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-6366105331287302374</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:44:28.098-06:00</updated><category term='reading'/><category term='tv'/><category term='review'/><category term='book'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='tennis'/><title type='text'>Snapshots and Pieces</title><subtitle type='html'>bits and bobs of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2289743138015621596</id><published>2009-11-15T12:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T13:47:47.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Relish Review &amp; Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Sv77YOXpCZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eBry65Faf8s/s1600-h/relish-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 80px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Sv77YOXpCZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eBry65Faf8s/s320/relish-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404032996483860882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently contacted by the owners of &lt;a href="https://www.relishrelish.com/index.htm"&gt;Relish! Menu Planning&lt;/a&gt; website to see if I was interested in reviewing their website.  I have *long* been trying to get better at menu planning, so of course I jumped at the chance.  They provided me with one month's access to their site so I could really get a feel for how it worked.  Below is my review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being good at menu planning is a skill.  You have to set aside time to plan out your weekly dinners and shopping lists, and sticking to it can be tricky.  When I've done my own weekly menu planning in the past, I've been *so* happy with the results....I love knowing that I have a week's worth of delicious dinners planned, and that my one or two grocery trips have procured all the ingredients I need for the week.  It's a satisfying feeling.  However, I'm not great at remembering to do it, and even when I do remember, sometimes picking recipes can be overwhelming.  Enter Relish!, the meal planning website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their concept is simple:  have a list of varying recipes that subscribers can pick from, then compile the recipes (and the shopping list!!) into an easy to print PDF format.  Their execution of this idea is fantastic.  To begin, there is a list of 15 or so dinner recipes, and you check off the five you are interested in.  There are vegetarian options, seafood options, and traditional meat options ( they even have a gluten-free menu planning site!). Then, you can go print off the menus and best of all, the shopping list!  The shopping list is wonderful; the ingredients are separated into sections that include things you probably already have in your home, things you may have in your home, and then the rest of the ingredients.  Each ingredient also has a letter designation next to it that corresponds with the recipe that it's for; that way, should you decided not to make a certain recipe, you can easily find the ingredients and cross them off the shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each recipe has been tested and tried to make sure it's tasty.  There are kid-friendly options as well as lower-calorie recipes, and nutritional information is provided for each recipe.  There's even a way you can save your favorite recipes so you can add them to any weekly menu!  Also, there's a freezer recipe section that allows you to print out recipes that you can stock in the freezer.  I'm telling you, the &lt;a href="https://www.relishrelish.com/index.htm"&gt;layout and design of this site is really great.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two things that I thought could be improved upon are recipe variety and also good use of leftovers.  For frugal use of leftovers, maybe something along the lines of being able to choose roast chicken as a meal, and then have a subsequent meal made from the leftovers, like chicken enchiladas, soup made from the stock of the chicken bones, etc. Or have grilled steak one night, and then choose a steak salad recipe for another night.  As far as recipe choice, I would have like slightly more options to choose from.  The selection is still pretty good, but a few more would have been even better.  Sometimes I found myself choosing meals that didn't sound all that appealing just so I could finish out my 5 recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, though, I think this is a good website with a great idea and wonderful execution.  And.....Relish! has provided me with a one year subscription to their website to give away ($58.80 value)&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the skinny:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to enter: leave a comment on this post telling me what you are making or having for dinner tonight (I'm a total food voyeur and I'm always looking for ideas!). I'll close comments at 11:59 p,m. mountain time on November 20th, 2009 and I'll have random.org pick a number for a winner. I'll email the winner (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so leave your email in your comment or make sure I can access it via your profile!!&lt;/span&gt;) and they will have 48 hours to get back to me, if they don't, random.org will draw a new number. One comment per person, and entry is limited to those with US shipping addresses. Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Comments are closed and a winner has been chosen!  Congratulations to number 10, &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/14587389412679592278" rel="nofollow" onclick=""&gt;I'm Anitra!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SwhR2-7W3dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/aZ3r9RkuAPI/s1600/randomRelish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SwhR2-7W3dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/aZ3r9RkuAPI/s320/randomRelish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406661357705027026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2289743138015621596?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2289743138015621596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2289743138015621596' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2289743138015621596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2289743138015621596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/10/relish-review-giveaway.html' title='Relish Review &amp; Giveaway'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Sv77YOXpCZI/AAAAAAAAAUI/eBry65Faf8s/s72-c/relish-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8479206776124985195</id><published>2009-10-07T14:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:00:24.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A few hikes with my girl</title><content type='html'>Lila and I went on a few short hikes this week (1.6 miles and 1.8 miles, respectively) to try and enjoy the last of this beautiful fall weather! I love rain and snow, but these warm fall days have been so lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila *loves* the outdoors; she really connects with all aspects of nature. She loves to stop and inspect bugs and rocks and flowers...it's truly a joy to be in the outdoors with her. Although she seriously scared me today--we were exploring some scenic flat rocks next to the trail, and she said "ooh look a snake!" I looked closer and it was a baby rattlesnake! It was curled up, sunning itself on the rock. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some picture highlights from our adventures this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A75V0VMI/AAAAAAAAATo/BZH31yXWwo0/s1600-h/bench.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A75V0VMI/AAAAAAAAATo/BZH31yXWwo0/s320/bench.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965358036964546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A7a45CuI/AAAAAAAAATg/DcuiREfauWU/s1600-h/hike1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A7a45CuI/AAAAAAAAATg/DcuiREfauWU/s320/hike1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965349862574818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A6pGyO1I/AAAAAAAAATY/rpoh-IEWWDg/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A6pGyO1I/AAAAAAAAATY/rpoh-IEWWDg/s320/house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965336499075922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AiPEudRI/AAAAAAAAASw/4C7VXk25i6w/s1600-h/view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AiPEudRI/AAAAAAAAASw/4C7VXk25i6w/s320/view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389964917194257682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AhsGpkZI/AAAAAAAAASo/CP_Qu8OhduU/s1600-h/view2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AhsGpkZI/AAAAAAAAASo/CP_Qu8OhduU/s320/view2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389964907807084946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A5al7RGI/AAAAAAAAATI/dG-KK1Zrwf8/s1600-h/lsmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A5al7RGI/AAAAAAAAATI/dG-KK1Zrwf8/s320/lsmile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965315423290466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AjcB1-8I/AAAAAAAAATA/4tcPp813neM/s1600-h/rattlesnake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AjcB1-8I/AAAAAAAAATA/4tcPp813neM/s320/rattlesnake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389964937851698114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0BDD44nEI/AAAAAAAAATw/9BSejwMOgrs/s1600-h/babyrattlesnake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0BDD44nEI/AAAAAAAAATw/9BSejwMOgrs/s320/babyrattlesnake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965481127484482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0Ai7mzJwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2pvIx_UnE6A/s1600-h/snack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0Ai7mzJwI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2pvIx_UnE6A/s320/snack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389964929148331778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A6BIa6xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vQeFQBks2DI/s1600-h/ljump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A6BIa6xI/AAAAAAAAATQ/vQeFQBks2DI/s320/ljump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389965325768518418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AhGtS8yI/AAAAAAAAASg/qqe7q6T4qQw/s1600-h/vista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0AhGtS8yI/AAAAAAAAASg/qqe7q6T4qQw/s320/vista.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389964897768633122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8479206776124985195?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8479206776124985195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8479206776124985195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8479206776124985195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8479206776124985195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/10/few-hikes-with-my-girl.html' title='A few hikes with my girl'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss0A75V0VMI/AAAAAAAAATo/BZH31yXWwo0/s72-c/bench.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8394583302782957437</id><published>2009-09-30T17:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:49:53.946-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>My Little Pony: Twinkle Wish Adventure DVD review and giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SsPxG0zoRgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/etfc4YKcHdE/s1600-h/82666311485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SsPxG0zoRgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/etfc4YKcHdE/s200/82666311485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387414678821946882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;****Contest closed, winner chosen, details at bottom of post*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just received 2 copies of the upcoming release, My Little Pony: Twinkle Wish Adventure DVD: one to review and one to giveaway!  I'll give you my review first, and giveaway details will be after that.  First, let me tell you a little more about this DVD.  From&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/All%20the%20ponies%20can%C3%A2%C2%80%C2%99t%20wait%20for%20the%20Winter%20Wishes%20festival%20where%20the%20Wishing%20Star%20grants%20each%20pony%20one%20special%20wish.%20But%20when%20the%20Wishing%20Star%20disappears,%20they%20go%20on%20a%20journey%20to%20find%20it.%20But%20will%20they%20make%20it%20back%20in%20time%20for%20the%20festival?%20Join%20Pinkie%20Pie%20and%20all%20her%20pony%20friends%20on%20their%20journey%20as%20they%20discover%20that%20friendship%20can%20make%20wishes%20come%20true%21"&gt; the website:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"All the ponies can’t wait for the Winter Wishes festival where the Wishing Star grants each pony one special wish. But when the Wishing Star disappears, they go on a journey to find it. But will they make it back in time for the festival? Join Pinkie Pie and all her pony friends on their journey as they discover that friendship can make wishes come true!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;It will be available for purchase on October 13, but you can win one now, from moi! Lemme review it, and then I'll get to the good part (free movie!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila enjoyed the movie, but me....eh.  I mean, there was nothing wrong with it, I just found it a little cutesy and nothing special.  There are some shows and movies that I love watching with Lila, shows that I find smart and cute and funny and enjoyable for all age levels, and this one doesn't quite fit the bill.  I guess my best description is that it's nothing above average; a lot of children's tv is like that, in my opinion, so this is nothing unusual.  However, like I said, Lila enjoyed it, so it was a hit there!  I'm sure kids around her age would enjoy it very much.  Her favorite parts were the songs; she liked those the best by a long shot.  And the songs are catchy, I'll give them that!  Another thing that I did like was the color of some of the scenery....beautiful muted pastels in some of the scenes, very nice to the eye!  Also, there are a whole bunch of extras on the DVD, including all the songs that are in the movie as well as different activities (coloring sheets, a letter to Santa, things like that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should you want to purchase this DVD from Toys R Us, Shout Factory has nicely provided a coupon for you to print out (click to make it bigger):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SsP1PrV7nbI/AAAAAAAAASY/DsbZ0oiaR0E/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SsP1PrV7nbI/AAAAAAAAASY/DsbZ0oiaR0E/s200/image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387419228946800050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, would ya like to win your own copy for a little one in your life?  Read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to enter:  leave a comment on this post telling me your favorite movie from your childhood. I'll close comments at 11:59 p,m. mountain time on October 7th, 2009 and I'll have random.org pick a number for a winner. I'll email the winner (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so leave your email in your comment!!&lt;/span&gt;) and they will have 48 hours to get back to me, if they don't, random.org will draw a new number. One comment per person, and entry is limited to those with US shipping addresses. Good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, and I have two favorite movies from childhood: The Last Unicorn and an obscure anime version of Swan Lake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***And the winner is....#57, Tiffany819!  Thank you all so much for participating!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss5ebVib0VI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yTQAQ_atNfM/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Ss5ebVib0VI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yTQAQ_atNfM/s320/random.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390349627740115282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8394583302782957437?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8394583302782957437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8394583302782957437' title='64 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8394583302782957437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8394583302782957437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-little-pony-twinkle-wish-adventure.html' title='My Little Pony: Twinkle Wish Adventure DVD review and giveaway!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SsPxG0zoRgI/AAAAAAAAASQ/etfc4YKcHdE/s72-c/82666311485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>64</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2955673638027327270</id><published>2009-09-30T12:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T09:58:43.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cook Street School of Fine Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;**UPDATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the end of the post! All's well that ends well!&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook Street School of Fine Cooking in Denver, CO is run terribly, and I would recommend that you stay far away from them!  Here's my story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so.  2 years ago I received, as a present from my Dad and Terry, a gift card to Cook Street School of Fine Cooking in Denver. I was so excited because I had never taken a cooking class but had always really wanted to.  I looked through all of their classes, and decided that I wanted to sign up for some of their holiday cooking classes.  I had to wait until they were offered again, though, so I bided my time until they were available again.  Last November, just about one year ago, I signed up for two classes, Holiday Candy and Holiday Pies.  Cook Street ended up canceling the Holiday Pies class, and said they would refund me for that class on a new gift card since they don't refund money to an existing gift card, they just give you a new one.  When I attended the Holiday Candy class, I got my new gift card, which had $79 on it.  I also had about $40 left on the original gift card that was left over after initially paying for the 2 classes up front.  So I had 2 gift cards, one with $79 and one with about $40 on it.  With me so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided a few weeks ago that I wanted to take a class called Steak and Scotch.  I emailed Cook Street with my card numbers and info, and asked to sign up for the class.  One day later, I get a call from an assistant to a manager, informing me that gift cards are only valid from one year of purchase (which I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;did not &lt;/span&gt;know, their policy was unclear) and that my first gift card with the $40 on was expired.  The second gift card was fine, I was told, but it didn't have quite enough on it to cover the class...I would need $10 more. I was unhappy that I had been unaware of this policy, and told her I was not interested in paying anything for the class, and to cancel my enrollment.  A few minutes later, her boss, the front of house manager, called me back to explain that she would go ahead and apply $10 from my expired gift card to the class, and I could still take it if I wanted to.  I thought that was great, and was very happy that they decided to work with me on this.  I signed back up for the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I get a call back from the manager, Tina.  She said she was having trouble with the accounting on their end and it appeared that the money on my $79 card wasn't really there, or had been used, or had never been applied, or something.  I explained to her exactly what happened with the Holiday Pies class, and she said she would check with her accountant and get back to me. We had several back and forth communications about this because she apparently was having a lot of trouble figuring out her end, and I just kept telling her what I knew and what had happened from my end.  She did check her records and finally found that what I told her was exactly what happened, and she informed me that she'd okay me for the class again.  I was getting the opinion that their records weren't in the best shape, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I get an email from Tina saying that their records are now showing that my $79 gift card paid for a Wines of Spain class for someone named xxxx(not gonna post this poor lady's name).  She said I could pay $46 from my own pocket if I still wanted to attend the Steak and Scotch class.  I have never heard of the person who attended this class, I never signed up for or paid for that class, and none of this is my fault or my job to figure out.  I am livid.  I replied to Tina the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On second thought, maybe we should just cancel everything.  I have never heard of [redacted] and I never paid for or signed up for the Wines of Spain class.  I feel like this is too big of a hassle, when all I wanted to do was use my remaining money on my gift cards, that were a gift to me from my father, to take the Scotch and Steak class but this is really turning into much bigger of an issue than I want to be dealing with.  I paid for and attended Holiday Candy last year.  I signed up for Holiday Pies last year as well, but Cook Street canceled that class, so I should have been refunded for that class.  I have not purchased anything else from your establishment. All of the other issues are on your end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to make sure that I get the $79 from the gift card, though.  I will spend it in your shop so I don't lose the value entirely.  However, I am left with a very bad taste in my mouth regarding all of this.....the mess ups on your back end are not my fault, yet I feel like I am "to blame" or left to try and figure out what happened.  I should have money on my gift card, number [redacted], please make sure that I will have $79 to spend on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancel my enrollment in the Steak and Scotch Class.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.  In conclusion, Cook Street does NOT have their crap together, and I would recommend that you stay far far away from Cook Street School of Fine Cooking in Denver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email from the COO of Cook Street, who told me that they would make everything right, and she apologized for all of the issues.  Apparently a staff member somehow ran my card number to pay for some random person's purchases.  I don't know how or why that happened, and I don't care.  Cook Street is willing to make this right, and they apologized.  That is all I wanted, so I'm very pleased!  Thank you, Cook Street COO, for your quick response and for making things right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2955673638027327270?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2955673638027327270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2955673638027327270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2955673638027327270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2955673638027327270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/09/cook-street-school-of-fine-cooking-is.html' title='Cook Street School of Fine Cooking'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7092621413199320755</id><published>2009-09-06T10:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:10:28.107-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>My longest blog post ever.</title><content type='html'>Uh oh, I think I'm on a crusade.   You've been warned.  I just finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/20-Per-Gallon-Inevitable-Gasoline/dp/0446549541/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1252254308&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;“$20 Per Gallon” by Christopher Steiner,&lt;/a&gt; who is a civil engineer and senior staff writer for &lt;a href="http://search.forbes.com/search/colArchiveSearch?author=christopher+and+steiner&amp;amp;aname=Christopher+Steiner"&gt;Forbes magazine&lt;/a&gt;, and it has me in a tizzy.   I'm about to evangelize, so grab a mug of your favorite drink and pull up your chair....Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won a copy of this book a few weeks ago, (it had actually been on my library list for awhile,  since I heard an interview with the author on NPR) and I'm enthralled.&lt;br /&gt;The book deals with what our world might look like as the we run out of oil and the price of gasoline climbs steadily higher.  It's broken down into chapters that address how each new raise in price, in increasing increments of $2/gallon, will change our world and our lives.  The book starts out with what life might be like when gas reaches $6/gallon, which seems to be just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me say that Christopher Steiner has really done his homework.  He's traveled all over the world and interviewed so many different people and accumulated a whole bunch of data.  He's not some nutter going off with half-baked ideas....this is a well-reasoned, well-thought out, well-researched book.  Let's begin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He details exhaustive research which supports the idea that our world's supply of oil is going away. Steiner thinks that world oil fields are either at the peak of production (meaning the only way to go is down) or are already in decline. There are no more mega-fields left to discover, and the enormous explosion of the middle class around the world (for example in China, India, and other emerging economies) means demand for oil is only going to go up and up and up. People who are becoming middle class and who have more money to spend want cars and cheap plastic goods and oil to heat their homes, just like we in the US have, and their numbers are multiplying exponentially. The world has less oil, yet demand for oil will only go higher. All of this means prices are going to go steadily up, and we'll probably be seeing $6/gallon in the next few years (in fact, Jeffrey Rubin, an economist and chief strategist/managing director for CIBC World Markets, has predicted we'll see $7/gallon by 2010) Many refineries and wells around the world are old and in bad condition—they need fixing and retrofitting.  The cost of upgrading old, breaking down refineries and extraction wells and squeezing every last drop of oil from the earth is VERY expensive. Guess where that cost ultimately goes? Yep, to the consumer, making the price of oil go up. The mega-fields, like in Saudi Arabia, are not as expensive to extract oil from, but Steiner believes that those fields are either at peak production now or are already in decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, we rely on oil for heating our homes, for making all the cheap plastic goods that litter our lives, for transporting goods and people, for keeping our military running (the military spent more than $7 BILLION on jet fuel in 2008)  for making asphalt*, etc.; our modern society is pretty much built on and around oil (amazing to think this has really happened in the last 75 years or so....we've become so utterly dependent on oil, which is a very finite resource, in a breathtakingly short amount of time).  We will find new ways to deal with some of these issues.....but probably not until we have to, because people do not change until forced, as any quick glance at history can show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most obvious result of high oil prices is going to be no more cars as we know them. However, the more interesting changes will be ones many people haven't thought about:&lt;br /&gt;People will want to move back to urban centers where they can walk, bike, or take public transportation to where they need to go.  (In 2008, when gas hit $4/gallon, public transport systems in the US had 300 million more uses than the year before. That happened at only $4/gallon! )  All of the trips and errands that make up our daily lives will have to be easily accessible without using a car. Grocery stores, restaurants, doctors offices, nail salons, schools, gyms,  liquor stores.... all of these places and more will have to be easy to get to without using a gasoline-fueled car.**  Suburbia will mostly disappear, thinks Steiner, because that kind of lifestyle will be unsustainable.  I can believe him.  Where we live now, in a heavily suburban area outside of Denver, it's over a mile to the nearest grocery store and restaurant.  After that, it's about 5 miles to the town center where most of the shops and offices are located.  When gas gets to $6/gallon and above, it will be VERY expensive to sustain our lives here...it will simply cost too much to get around to all the places we need to go. We have a light-rail train that can take us into Denver, but other than that, there is no public transportation system to speak of-- certainly nothing we could rely on to get us where we need to go around town.  Putting something like that in place would take lots of time and loads of money, neither of which are in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More changes:  we'll have to get used to no more air travel, except for very special occasions (although the very rich will still be able to afford it). All but a very few airlines will become extinct in a very short time--they almost couldn't survive @ $4/gallon last year, and even when prices fall below $4, most are not profitable.***  How we make plastic goods will have to change---current plastics are made from petroleum. There are new, biodegradable plastics (bioplastics) made from bacteria and sugar that are already on the market, in fact.  They are expensive to make and produce, but once gas hits about $10/gallon, they will be the plastics of choice.  The foods we eat will largely be locally farmed and raised (sushi will be a treat of the past for many people, and when sushi is splurged on in one of the dwindling remaining restaurants, it will be filled with fresh local fish instead of ahi or bluefin caught and shipped from halfway across the globe).  Wal-Marts and other big box stores will either become extinct or will change so much we'd hardly be able to recognize them in their new forms—no more cheap plastic junk, no more crap throwaway furniture made in China.   We'll be thinner and healthier, our air will be cleaner, we'll take high-speed trains and ships for long distance travel and public transportation or walking and riding bikes for shorter distances, we'll be forced to find alternate methods to heat our homes, and on and on and on. (oh, and hey all you sail-boaters, kayakers, and canoers...you'll be getting your lakes back!  Noisy motorboats, jet-skis, speedboats and the like will be gone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One small tidbit that might demonstrate how quickly these changes could start occuring:&lt;br /&gt;In 2007,  the Houston Police Department spent $11 million on gasoline.  (Its budget for gasoline that year was “only” $8.7 million.) For the sake of argument, let's say that the average price of gas for that year was $3/gallon. When gas goes to $6/gallon in the next few years, Houston will have to spend $22 million on gasoline--I doubt they'll be able to afford it. More officers will have to walk or ride bikes. Now think about that on a large scale....what a HUGE change that will be for our police departments and our cities, and that's just talking about how police will patrol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(As a side note, one of the things the author mentions will happen will be the rise of clean diesel. Diesel can get about 50% more mileage out of a gallon than gasoline can. This can't last for a long time because diesel is made from oil, but in the very short term we'll see a huge rise in clean diesel cars and trucks. Just last week, I saw a commercial for new clean diesel Volkswagens, and watching ESPN2 today I saw a commercial for BMW's new line of clean diesel cars. It's happening now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is not a gloom and doom, “the sky is falling” book.  Steiner is saying things are gonna change and change big, but it's nothing to be afraid of.  Thousands of less deaths from car accidents will occur each year,  much less pollution will fill our air and water and lungs, we'll be thinner and healthier, and we'll be witness to the flourishing of so so many new inventions, research fields, and technologies.    We'll invent a new future because we'll have to. Hopefully by the time gasoline reaches $20/gallon, we won't be relying on oil. We'll have changed how we live. New industries and technologies and inventions will have sprung up everywhere because of the enormous void left by oil.  Human ingenuity will rise to the task!  Of course, Steiner is going to be wrong about some stuff...he's not psychic.  However, I think he'll be correct about a lot more than he's wrong about.  All in all, I'm left with feelings of excitement and anticipation....the future picture that Steiner paints looks great to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Asphalt is made from the crud left at the bottom of the container once oil has been refined and mined for gasoline, diesel, etc. Most houses are shingled with roofing tiles made from asphalt, which is cheap (for now) but inefficient—it needs replacing ever 10 to 15 years and is awful at insulation.  Our roads are covered in asphalt; 94% of all roads in the US are covered in it---that's more than 4 million miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Christopher Steiner seems to think that electric cars are the most likely option for our future.  They allow us to retain the things we like about our cars, meaning the little luxury items like power locks and stereos and heaters and such.  Some of the other alternative-fuel cars that are being invented, like a French inventor's car that's powered by air, will be too small and not workable enough for US car consumers.  It, and others like it, will probably find a niche market but won't sell millions of units.  However, electric cars can fit comfortably with what we like.  One major problem: there's no network or infrastructure in place to accommodate re-fueling of electric cars, and putting one in place is insanely expensive.  That  problem will have to be worked out before we become a nation filled with electric car drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Most airlines' budgets are comprised of a staggering 60% allocation for fuel. Money for insurance, unions, advertising, etc....all of that is included in the 40% left in the budget after fuel costs.  It is easy to see how these giants will fall, and fall fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7092621413199320755?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7092621413199320755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7092621413199320755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7092621413199320755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7092621413199320755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-longest-blog-post-ever.html' title='My longest blog post ever.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4490406283867109538</id><published>2009-08-25T10:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:11:22.326-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><title type='text'>Peter Rabbit Organics Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SpQU82_4HFI/AAAAAAAAASI/K6WdOgFhcZc/s1600-h/peter-rabbit-organics-family-shot-low-res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SpQU82_4HFI/AAAAAAAAASI/K6WdOgFhcZc/s200/peter-rabbit-organics-family-shot-low-res.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373943291147983954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I got the opportunity to review &lt;a href="http://www.peterrabbitorganics.com/fruit-pouches"&gt;Peter Rabbit Organics Fruit Pouches.&lt;/a&gt;  I'd been hearing/reading about them for awhile, and was excited to get the chance to try the product for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me share with you a little about this U.K.-based company.  From &lt;a href="http://www.peterrabbitorganics.com/our-company"&gt;their website:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;PR Organics is a small, privately-owned company; we are passionate about what we do and we have a lot of fun working together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The company was founded by Elizabeth and Mark Buxton for the simple reason that they couldn't find organic children's food with no added sugar in the shops.  Elizabeth and Mark are now proud grandparents to Finlay, and they have passed the carrot-baton on to us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now, onto the fruit pouches!  I'm going to copy and paste from &lt;a href="http://www.peterrabbitorganics.com/fruit-pouches"&gt;their website&lt;/a&gt; again to describe the pouches:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our fruit pouches contain organic fruit with no added sugar or artificial ingredients. Similar to squeezable drink pouches, they’re easy to drop into a diaper bag, lunch box or purse without breaking like glass jars or spilling like other snacks.  Unopened pouches don’t need to be kept in the refrigerator, so they’re great for car trips and play dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Peter Rabbit Organics pouches contain a full serving of fruit and are ideal for babies ready for solid food, as well as toddlers and elementary-aged kids. Kids will enjoy the fruit straight from the pouch – no spoons required! They have a thick texture, which kids love, as we don't dilute them with water or juice. Plus, choke-free caps make them safe for the little ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, finally, what I (and more importantly, Lila) thought about them!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We received 3 flavors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Strawberry and Banana  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- Mango, Banana &amp;amp; Orange  &lt;/p&gt; - Apple and Grape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my first thought was that I *loved* the packaging.  It's small, it's portable, it's re-closeable, it DOES NOT need to be refrigerated until it's opened, it's not messy....seriously, this packaging is great.  Lila gets so tired of raisins or fruit leather as our go-to "on the go" snack. (You know, like you've got 5 minutes until you have to leave and the shoes aren't on and the hair hasn't been brushed and you still need to find a snack to take with you)  I'm happy that I can add another easy "take it and run" snack to our stash, and that it's all natural, no sugar added, and organic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila really like the flavor of the Strawberry &amp;amp; Banana  and Mango Banana Orange pouches, but she wasn't at all into the flavor of the Apple and Grape package.  However, our neighbor kiddo (who is 4) loved the Apple and Grape, he thought it tasted like applesauce (which I guess it kind of is!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, I think these are a great new addition to the snack shelf.  I'm pleased I got the chance to review them! Thanks, Peter Rabbit Organics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4490406283867109538?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4490406283867109538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4490406283867109538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4490406283867109538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4490406283867109538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/08/peter-rabbit-organics-review.html' title='Peter Rabbit Organics Review'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SpQU82_4HFI/AAAAAAAAASI/K6WdOgFhcZc/s72-c/peter-rabbit-organics-family-shot-low-res.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7505661133930453838</id><published>2009-07-14T10:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:11:32.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>What's On Your Nightstand?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.5minutesforbooks.com/1491/whats-on-your-nightstand-june/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SlyywK5UOFI/AAAAAAAAASA/C2AWXFKcnZI/s200/Nightstand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358354197292267602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time participating in What's On Your Nightstand, and I'm pretty late (everyone else did theirs in June).  But I'm here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading 2 historical nonfictions right now, and am loving one and think the other is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9780375725609-0"&gt;The Devil In The White City&lt;/a&gt; by Erik Larson. This one is for book club with my neighbors. It's about the World's Fair in Chicago at the end of the 19th century, and about one of America's first serial killers, H.H. Holmes, who was operating in Chicago at the same time.  The book is completely fascinating, and it is so well written!  I'll be sad when this one is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second book I'm reading right now is&lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9780802717429-0"&gt; The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher&lt;/a&gt; by Kate Summerscale.  The subject is so engrossing: it's about a murder mystery in mid-Victorian England, and is pretty much what all the subsequent mystery books about country-house murders are based from.  The case was covered extensively at the time, so there is loads of historical details, which is great.  And like I said, the subject is so interesting, but I'm finding the writing to be a little lackluster.  I'll finish it, because I cannot wait to know how it all turns out, but it will be despite the writing, not because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fabulous book that I just finished, and MUST MUST recommend, is called &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780756404741-2"&gt;The Name of The Wind&lt;/a&gt; by Patrick Rothfuss.  It is by far one of the best fantasy novels that I've read in years.  I was spellbound from the first chapter.  I am *so sad* that the second book in the series isn't out yet! Also, the author is very, very cool.  He's a sci-fi convention loving geek, he used to be an advisor to the feminist club at his local college, and he loves TV.  I mean, seriously.  How on Earth could I not love this guy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's on your nightstand??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7505661133930453838?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7505661133930453838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7505661133930453838' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7505661133930453838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7505661133930453838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-on-your-nightstand.html' title='What&apos;s On Your Nightstand?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SlyywK5UOFI/AAAAAAAAASA/C2AWXFKcnZI/s72-c/Nightstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-858504172412534352</id><published>2009-07-10T18:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:23:35.207-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep your gender roles to yourself, thanks.</title><content type='html'>Since L has been a wee little thing, we've tried very hard to not have "boy" things and "girl" things.  It's incredibly hard to escape every bit of that, and we weren't trying super super hard or anything, but you know, the day to day things--bugs and trucks and blue clothes are just as prevalent, if not more so, than ruffles and pink and dolls around here. L loves her fancy huge pink unicorn, but she also loves catching bugs and toy rocketships and her jammies (from the boys' department, or course, god forbid someone make girls jammies that have spaceships on them) that have planes and trucks all over them.  Which is exactly what I want for her: I want her to like what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; likes, whatever that may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, someone made a comment that she should be more "ladylike".  (They are lucky the comment was made to my husband, and not me, because.....yeah, it wouldn't have been pretty).   I don't even know where to begin with that statement.  I honestly am not sure what it even means. Ladylike? She is a preschool aged child, and the last thing she needs to be is "ladylike".  I mean, manners and etiquette are incredibly important, and we are making sure that she is well versed in how to behave politely, but to me, ladylike conveys something more....well, sneakily sinister, I guess, when applied to a young child.  Because it makes me think, "here it begins; here it begins when she's told that she's too strong or too fast or too proudly smart and doesn't she just want to wear the nice ruffled pink dress instead, or take the ballet class instead of making a beautiful mess with art?"  If she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wants&lt;/span&gt; to wear the froufrou dress or take ballet, I would and will gladly accommodate that, but I don't want her to ever be told (or have it be implied) that she is wrong for wanting something different.  And the simple utterance of "ladylike" sends chills down my spine, because that small word encompasses so much more than what it seems to at first glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean, seriously.  I thought we were well past 20th century notions of what being a "lady" means.  Apparently not, and I'm somewhat glad to have this wake-up call, because now I know that attitude is still out there, lurking about, waiting to take my lovely perfect baby and make her feel less than.  And god help the next person that makes the mistake of saying she needs to be more ladylike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-858504172412534352?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/858504172412534352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=858504172412534352' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/858504172412534352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/858504172412534352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-your-gender-roles-to-yourself.html' title='Keep your gender roles to yourself, thanks.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5797662804523049064</id><published>2009-07-09T18:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:58:39.615-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweet smell of wet hay</title><content type='html'>That's what my hair smells like today, and I *love* it! Lemme clarify....it's the smell of henna!  Yup, I henna'd my hair yesterday, and I'm fairly sure that I am now addicted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so ago, some friends and I were talking about gray hair (I started sprouting a bunch at 29, ridiculous, right??) and dying hair and all that jazz.  One friend mentioned henna and how much she liked using it on her hair, and that got me curious.  I started looking into it, and became more and more intrigued the more I learned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henna is amazing for your hair--it cures dandruff, it leaves it shiny and beautiful, and best of all, it gives the most beautiful and unique color to your hair! And yep, each head of hair will be unique, because the part of the henna that binds to the keratin in your hair (Lawsone) is a translucent red-orange dye, so it combines with whatever your natural hair color is.   Anywho, after reading all about it, I decided to go for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up some Karishma Henna at an Indian grocery store, and had my mom apply it.  It's quite a process--the henna has to soak overnight before application, and once applied you need to wrap your head in plastic wrap and leave on for 2-4 hours.  But oh my god, it's so worth it. Like I said, my hair feels and looks amazing, and it's completely naturally done.  Plus, there really is something very cool about recreating a process that women have being doing for thousands of years, unity and sisterhood and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, my hair smells like hay and I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5797662804523049064?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5797662804523049064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5797662804523049064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5797662804523049064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5797662804523049064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-smell-of-wet-hay.html' title='The sweet smell of wet hay'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8762010406850158088</id><published>2009-05-25T10:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:11:42.210-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>Of Tennis and Fire</title><content type='html'>I'm loving my French Open coverage...each year, TV tennis coverage gets better and better.  And the Tennis HD channel? So good!  Anyone that knows me knows how crazy I am about tennis.  Poor Justin doesn't get get any TV time when tennis is on.  Last year, Lila already knew what the red French clay is called (terre battue).  I watch it obsessively, I tells ya!  Right now the Roddick/Jouan match is on.  I really like Andy Roddick; some people think he's kind of a dick, but I like that about him.  I think he's funny.  He got a new coach recently and went hardcore crazy about his fitness, and he's looking and playing better than ever.  (As an aside: Justin Gimelstob is a total total douche and he sucks.  He's a washed up player who never did that well in his pro career, and now he's a commentator for the Tennis Channel.  He's a well documented sexist jerk. Anyway, the commentators were talking about how Andy just got married, like seriously newlywed status, and Gimelstob was all "79% of pro player marriages end in divorce!" Nice one, douche. Why does he have that little factoid stored in his brain, anyway?)  Where was I going with all of this? Who knows! Um, yay tennis! Can't wait for Wimbledon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second random thing: Fire! Specifically, &lt;a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/17-9780553573404-0"&gt;A Song of Ice and Fire by George RR Martin.&lt;/a&gt; This is, like, the best fantasy fiction series ever.  It's so so so good.  And HBO is making a series out of it!  I cannot convey how excited and happy this makes me...it's going to be EPIC.  &lt;a href="http://grrm.livejournal.com/86651.html"&gt;Peter Dinklage has already been cast as Tyrion&lt;/a&gt;,  which is such superb casting.  If you are at all a fan of fantasy, do youself a favor and read this series before the HBO show comes out--you will not be disappointed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8762010406850158088?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8762010406850158088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8762010406850158088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8762010406850158088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8762010406850158088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/of-tennis-and-fire.html' title='Of Tennis and Fire'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4621853105600129337</id><published>2009-05-21T16:49:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:11:52.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Book Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****Contest is closed, winner announced below****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor impulse control is resulting in a giveaway! We went to a used bookstore today, which is one of my all time greatest pleasures.  I looooove bookstores in general; the smell, the look of all those beautiful books lined up together, the sound of rustled pages turning.....and used bookstores have the added bonus of a sense of discovery and treasure-hunting.....you never know what you'll turn up in a used bookstore.  Oh, on a side note, if you are ever in Denver, do yourself a favor and visit the Tattered Cover bookstore.  There are several locations but I like the one downtown, across from the train station, the best.  It's truly a reader's delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to not buy books, especially when they're such a bargain (used book store!!!), but Justin is becoming a little frantic about our book situation.  We desperately need more bookshelves, as the ones we have are stuffed full and overflowing.  It's driving him nuts.  I knew if I came home with an armload of new (used) books he'd wince.  So I kept myself to one cookbook and one Colorado "off the beaten path" guidebook, and the others I bought with the purpose of giving them away to one of you!  I win, because I got to buy books and feed my addiction, and you win, because someone is gonna get three new (used) books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what you win:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person will win &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; (but in very good condition), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hardcover&lt;/span&gt; copies of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/63-9781579595258-0"&gt;Jacques Pepin's Table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;"Low on drudgery, high on &lt;i&gt;joie de vivre&lt;/i&gt;, Jacques Pepin's Table &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;showcases Pepin's inimitable cooking and teaching style, presenting more than three hundred recipes from all three seasons of the popular Today's Gourmet series, along with complete menu and wine suggestions, and more than a hundred instructional tips and techniques on everything from butterflying chicken breasts or peeling asparagus to freezing and then baking a souffle. A nutritional analysis is provided for each dish, as are comments on the nutritional value of various ingredients. Gorgeous food photography and hundreds of Pepin's own delightful drawings are interspersed."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/72-9780316011778-0?search_avail=1"&gt;The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Late one night, exploring her father's library, a young woman finds an ancient book and a cache of yellowing letters. The letters are all addressed to "My dear and unfortunate successor," and they plunge her into a world she never dreamed of — a labyrinth where the secrets of her father's past and her mother's mysterious fate connect to an inconceivable evil hidden in the depths of history. &lt;p&gt;The letters provide links to one of the darkest powers that humanity has ever known — and to a centuries-long quest to find the source of that darkness and wipe it out. It is a quest for the truth about Vlad The Impaler, the medieval ruler whose barbarous reign formed the basis of the legend of Dracula. Generations of historians have risked their reputations, their sanity, and even their lives to learn the truth about Vlad the Impaler and Dracula. Now one young woman must decide whether to take up this quest herself — to follow her father in a hunt that nearly brought him to ruin years ago, when he was a vibrant young scholar and her mother was still alive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.powells.com/biblio/1-9780385337205-3"&gt;The Mapmaker's Wife by Robert Whitaker&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"A True Tale of Love, Murder, and Survival in the Amazon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The year is 1735. A decade-long expedition to South America is launched by a team of French scientists racing to measure the circumference of the earth and to reveal the mysteries of a little-known continent to a world hungry for discovery and knowledge. From this extraordinary journey arose an unlikely love between one scientist and a beautiful Peruvian noblewoman. Victims of a tangled web of international politics, Jean Godin and Isabel Gramesón’s destiny would ultimately unfold in the Amazon’s unforgiving jungles, and it would be Isabel’s quest to reunite with Jean after a calamitous twenty-year separation that would capture the imagination of all of eighteenth-century Europe. A remarkable testament to human endurance, female resourcefulness, and enduring love, Isabel Gramesón’s survival remains unprecedented in the annals of Amazon exploration."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How can you get your mitts on these books? Easy peasy!  Just leave a comment on this post telling me what you are currently reading, or the book you last read.  I'll close comments at noon mountain time on May 26th and I'll have random.org pick a winner.  I'll email the winner (so leave your email in your comment!!) and they will have 48 hours to get back to me, if they don't, random.org will draw a new winner.  One comment per person, and entry is limited to those with US shipping addresses.  Good luck and happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;******Thank you so much to everyone who participate!  I had a blast, and loved finding out about what you all are reading.  And now, the winner is........entry #59, Angela!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShwyMax-VmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6M6BenZOEIs/s1600-h/screenshotwinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 68px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShwyMax-VmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6M6BenZOEIs/s200/screenshotwinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340198447083312738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4621853105600129337?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4621853105600129337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4621853105600129337' title='81 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4621853105600129337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4621853105600129337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/book-giveaway.html' title='Book Giveaway!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShwyMax-VmI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6M6BenZOEIs/s72-c/screenshotwinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>81</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7480884592293413431</id><published>2009-05-19T08:51:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T21:44:38.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer TV, eee!</title><content type='html'>Remember when summer TV used to be all reruns?  I love that the television model is evolving and changing...among other things, it means I get quality programming all year round.  For a TV addict like me, that's good stuff. *grin* This summer, I am most excited for two shows: True Blood (HBO) and So You Think You Can Dance (Fox).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Blood is a vampire drama on HBO, and Justin and I are hooked. It's set in bayou land Louisiana in the present day, and it's gothic and intense and funny....there are so many great and memorable characters, the acting is terrific, the storylines are interesting.  Plus, if you ever watched Deadwood, then you know how that show made shots of whiskey look so delicious (or did it just do that for me??); well, True Blood does that with ice cold bottles of beer.  The characters are always hot and sweaty, and they crack open longnecks several times an episode...I swear it will make you crave a beer. Season starts June 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYTYCD (for short) is such a joy to watch, and if you are a fan of dance or of American Idol, you MUST watch.  It's a dance competition in the American Idol model, but so much better.  I've been so moved by the choreography and performances, sometimes to shivers and tears--it can be that good.  Of course, in the beginning, you have to get through the audition episodes, but the later part of the season is good good good.  One of last year's top 10 finalists, Kherington Payne, is starring in the remake of Fame (coming to theaters I don't know when and am too lazy to look up). The winner of last season, Josh Allen, had no formal training! The judges were consistently amazed with his beauty, grace, and ability to pick up seemingly any dance style that was thrown at him.  Seriously, he was incredible. I am so looking forward to the new crop! This season starts May 21 (Thursday!!) so set your DVRs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? What TV shows are you looking forward to this summer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7480884592293413431?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7480884592293413431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7480884592293413431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7480884592293413431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7480884592293413431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-tv-eee.html' title='Summer TV, eee!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-1205483893491107874</id><published>2009-05-18T13:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:21:42.570-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And so it begins.</title><content type='html'>We had a great picnic this weekend out on a ranch out in Larkspur. One of Lila's preschool classmates lives with his mom and his grandparents on a beautiful horse ranch, and they were so kind and invited all the preschool kids out for a picnic lunch and horseback riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila had been looking forward to it all last week, talking about it practically nonstop, and we woke up on Saturday morning excited and ready to get 'er done! Unfortunately, the weather was nasty; cloudy and cold and very windy. We phoned the hosts to see if the picnic was still on, and they said they had decided to cancel because of the weather--it was quite chilly and horses get nervous in very high winds. Lila was SO disappointed---she actually started crying. It was heartbreaking, because she's never cried over something like that before....she's gotten pissy and grumpy when disappointed, but never shed tears. Justin and I felt awful. :( Luckily, we live in Colorado; if you've lived in Colorado for any amount of time, you've heard (and mostly likely said yourself) the adage "If you don't like the weather, just wait 15 minutes". Very true for Saturday, thank goodness, as the clouds broke and the sun came out, and we got the call that the picnic was back on!  We were just about out the door when the phone rang (to get Lila a new movie as a balm) and thankfully didn't miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their ranch is just beautiful, and Lila adored riding Sugar, the 19 year old sweetheart Arabian mare. Many of the kids only wanted one or two turns around the ring, but Lila was going to stay on as long as they'd let her, and upon dismounting, immediately asked me when it was her turn again. A horse lover is born! I used to ride when I was younger, so I completely get it. The love affair begins. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After riding, we had a picnic of hot dogs, chips, juice, etc. It was a lovely, lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShHDc3q1u1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/5DjJXmCOrFE/s1600-h/vista.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShHDc3q1u1I/AAAAAAAAAQM/5DjJXmCOrFE/s320/vista.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337261934158134098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShHDdAKEycI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9bZ0h5eIJFM/s1600-h/looking+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShHDdAKEycI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9bZ0h5eIJFM/s320/looking+down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337261936436627906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/ShHDdbcIIyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3AZVggzDasc/s1600-h/cloudyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Getting the pictures off of my camera feels like a big task this morning, so I'll get around to that later on.  Lots of pictures of Lila riding her first horse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.  This morning Lila and I are watching astronauts take a space walk to repair some fancy-pants telescope thingie (okay apparently it's called the &lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Space Telescope Imaging Spectrograph but I like my terminology better)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, on Direct TV channel 283.  It's seriously cool. I mean, these 2 guys are in space, and we're watching live video of it on our home television.  Crazy.  Ain't technology grand??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2855023385721521774?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2855023385721521774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2855023385721521774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2855023385721521774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2855023385721521774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-nasa.html' title='Thanks, NASA!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-1703885094634538105</id><published>2009-05-15T09:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:02:51.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We have butterflies!</title><content type='html'>Well, almost. We have chrysalises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila got this super cool &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Spin-Master-Bugville-Butterfly-House/dp/B00191TLWM"&gt;butterfly house&lt;/a&gt; as a Christmas present, and has been patiently (ahem) waiting to use it.  My mom sent off for the caterpillars, and we received the package of live lil' cutesy caterpillars about a week and a half ago!  They came in a clear plastic  container, complete with air holes and all the food they would need until it was time for them to make their change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with 4 caterpillars, but are down to 3 because SOMEONE (beagle *cough cough* beagle) got the container down from the table and tried to bite through the plastic.  Lila and I returned home and found it on the floor---the caterpillars all seemed okay, but there was a teensy hole in plastic near the lid. I thought it was too small for anything to escape from, but a few days later, Lila noticed a creepy crawly on our window--it was an escaped caterpillar trying to find its way outside, the little stinker!  We relocated him back to his little plastic home, but there was another caterpillar missing, and we still don't know what became of him.  I hope he made it outside somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Lila and I moved the 3 chrysalises to the butterfly house.  Now we wait!  In a few days we should have painted lady butterflys emerging.  I'll take pictures when it happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-1703885094634538105?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1703885094634538105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=1703885094634538105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1703885094634538105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1703885094634538105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-have-butterflies.html' title='We have butterflies!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7553725147357742142</id><published>2009-05-14T13:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:36:08.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New books for L</title><content type='html'>Yay!  I just found out that I was the &lt;a href="http://classicvasilly.wordpress.com/2009/05/09/sunday-salonmothers-day-giveaway/"&gt;winner of 2 new, signed books by Karma Wilson. &lt;/a&gt;  Thanks so much to Vassily for the giveaway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep the zoo one for L, and I'm thinking that Mama Always Comes Home would be a perfect gift for a certain charming 2 year old who has a birthday coming up in July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7553725147357742142?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7553725147357742142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7553725147357742142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7553725147357742142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7553725147357742142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-books-for-l.html' title='New books for L'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4706847865272060321</id><published>2009-05-09T11:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:58:11.854-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The birds are singing, the sun is shining....</title><content type='html'>and I get to pull dandelions today! Yep, we're "those" neighbors on your block.  The ones with all the dandelions in the yard. Honestly, if it were up to me, I'd love a yard full of dandelions--they're pretty and you can eat the leaves, and they take zero effort to maintain.  Alas, our homeowner's association would not be pleased. :(    I put down a bunch of corn gluten a few weeks ago, so that should take care of any new guys sprouting up, but the established ones are plentiful and huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means today I get to pull a metric ton of dandelions.  (Yes, I'm sure about the weight on that.)  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4706847865272060321?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4706847865272060321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4706847865272060321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4706847865272060321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4706847865272060321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/05/birds-are-singing-sun-is-shining.html' title='The birds are singing, the sun is shining....'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7220505049987426558</id><published>2009-05-08T18:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:26:26.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Much Perfect Friday</title><content type='html'>It's been a lovely, happy Friday for us. And I *knew* it was going to be a good day from the moment I woke up (well, from the moment I had coffee, actually, but close enough). Lila was in a sunny mood all day, the weather was beautiful, we did fun things.....really, just the perfect way to spend the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to drive up to Bailey, CO for no particular reason. We wanted to toodle around, Bailey is a nice drive, so why not, right? We stopped in for lunch at this fantastically kitschy roadside hot dog stand, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coney_Island_Hot_Dog_Stand"&gt;Coney Island.&lt;/a&gt; You know it's good when there's a line out the door, and Coney Island didn't disappoint. Lila had fries and a marshmallow milkshake, and I had fries and a dog. There were 5 or 6 hummingbirds flitting around, dipping in and out at the feeder. And Lila found a little bug that wanted to eat lunch with us, so between the milkshake, the hummingbirds, and the buggy, she was in heaven. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we drove up the road a ways and stopped to dip our feet in the cold mountain river water. Lila splashed and waded around and threw rocks. I put my feet in the water and looked at river rocks. Oh and this huge trout totally came to visit us! It was amazing, I've never seen anything like it. Lila was wading around, when all of the sudden we both saw this big trout swimming upstream, right next to her.....and then it flopped on the river bank, directly next to us! It was there for probably 5 seconds, barely long enough for me to snap a picture and hope it came out (it did, which I owe to the "good day" energy, I think...seriously I just pointed the camera and pushed the button, sure that I wouldn't get the pic). Then the trout flopped back into the water and continued on upstream. So cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the drive home we had fun conversations in between singing along to music. It was the best way to end this day. You know, I was worried that I was going to jinx the day by feeling and acknowledging that it had an "awesome day" vibe, but that totally didn't happen. No tantrums, no whining, no grumpiness....just super good times.  And now I am off to have a glass of wine, put my kiddo to bed, and enjoy my evening. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;**Oh, and once again, the bandaid is just for show.  She has about 7 bandaids adorning her body right now, and not one cut or scrape. **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SgTOvZ-z9UI/AAAAAAAAAOM/41VLt5LKL2M/s1600-h/baileyconeyisland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SgTOvZ-z9UI/AAAAAAAAAOM/41VLt5LKL2M/s320/baileyconeyisland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333615172537021762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SgTOvoltylI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5e_d2P8ASMs/s1600-h/coneyislandinside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SgTOvoltylI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5e_d2P8ASMs/s320/coneyislandinside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333615176458291794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SgTOvrqmiTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/1rMim5WnqcE/s1600-h/dogandfries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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It's a nice day. And Justin gets home tomorrow.....finally! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  The band-aid on her head is just for show.  She loves putting band-aids there.  Weirdo. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5FwZ85dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Ki6V6M1D2xc/s1600-h/africa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5FwZ85dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Ki6V6M1D2xc/s320/africa3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328313711444420050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5F4tMAII/AAAAAAAAAN8/lkFjQR3IlAg/s1600-h/africa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5F4tMAII/AAAAAAAAAN8/lkFjQR3IlAg/s320/africa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328313713672585346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5FlLZxMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NPiLTXNmaaw/s1600-h/africa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5FlLZxMI/AAAAAAAAAN0/NPiLTXNmaaw/s320/africa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328313708430607554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6603159449494131486?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6603159449494131486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6603159449494131486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6603159449494131486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6603159449494131486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-chill.html' title='Friday chill'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SfH5FwZ85dI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Ki6V6M1D2xc/s72-c/africa3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3990105147380971014</id><published>2009-04-18T13:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:28:24.666-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can seedlings feel smug?</title><content type='html'>Because I think these guys are feeling pretty warm and cozy and smug right about now.  Poor little outside plants, thinking the snow season was over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila and I have been planting seeds and buy herbs and generally just loving getting ready to garden. We have dill, basil (growing in the egg carton), wheatgrass (that she planted at preschool,) and lettuce (in the yogurt cups). We'll be getting to tomatoes soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopoJM5yUI/AAAAAAAAANs/0ISFtCLu1Zs/s1600-h/seedlings2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopoJM5yUI/AAAAAAAAANs/0ISFtCLu1Zs/s320/seedlings2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115278960576834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Seopn-1nxmI/AAAAAAAAANk/CEVPzr_Ry_o/s1600-h/lettuce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/Seopn-1nxmI/AAAAAAAAANk/CEVPzr_Ry_o/s320/lettuce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115276178572898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopnY6-NUI/AAAAAAAAANc/6GBt8Bt4ncE/s1600-h/dill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopnY6-NUI/AAAAAAAAANc/6GBt8Bt4ncE/s320/dill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115266000467266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopnPVpaAI/AAAAAAAAANU/qGBHEm31XI8/s1600-h/basil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopnPVpaAI/AAAAAAAAANU/qGBHEm31XI8/s320/basil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326115263427995650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3990105147380971014?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3990105147380971014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3990105147380971014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3990105147380971014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3990105147380971014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-seedlings-feel-smug.html' title='Can seedlings feel smug?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeopoJM5yUI/AAAAAAAAANs/0ISFtCLu1Zs/s72-c/seedlings2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2576764589177786915</id><published>2009-04-18T12:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:39:23.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>April Snow Showers Bring May Flowers</title><content type='html'>We've had an extremely snowy April this year, which makes me very happy, since I love LOVE snow. Especially since I hardly have to go out in it if I don't want to (amazing what a difference that makes, right?). The past 2 days have dumped over a foot of snow around us, and Lila took advantage of the weather by building loads of snowballs (mostly thrown at me) and a snow fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful we got some much needed moisture before late Spring and Summer hit; here's to a beautiful green Spring!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeoePHyRCQI/AAAAAAAAANM/4i5Q2-ujFPU/s1600-h/snowfort4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeoePHyRCQI/AAAAAAAAANM/4i5Q2-ujFPU/s320/snowfort4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102754455783682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeoeO_rA-gI/AAAAAAAAANE/AI2N6nBkRCY/s1600-h/snowfort3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeoeO_rA-gI/AAAAAAAAANE/AI2N6nBkRCY/s320/snowfort3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326102752277887490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2576764589177786915?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2576764589177786915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2576764589177786915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2576764589177786915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2576764589177786915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-snow-showers-bring-may-flowers.html' title='April Snow Showers Bring May Flowers'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SeoePHyRCQI/AAAAAAAAANM/4i5Q2-ujFPU/s72-c/snowfort4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8770924556601727518</id><published>2009-01-12T12:43:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:06:04.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Western Stock Show</title><content type='html'>Despite my little bear having a terrible head cold, she still had a really terrific time at the &lt;a href="http://www.nationalwestern.com/nwss/home/home.php"&gt;National Western Stock Show&lt;/a&gt; this weekend! I wish we could have stayed longer so we could have seen the Mexican rodeo, but 2 and a half hours was L's limit. She was a trooper the whole time, but at the end she was really wilting and dragging. Still, she keeps telling me she wants to go again--but I'm sure her memories of the gigantitron ice cream cone that Grandpa bought her have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; to do with her wish to go back (seriously, it was big, and she ate the entire thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa also took her into the cool petting zoo--there were llamas and chickens and goats and sheep and pigs milling about, and they were all so gentle! Bear loooooooved the goats, and didn't really care about any of the other animals. I thought the pigs were beyond cute, but L had zero interest in them (or the llamas, either)--it was all about the goats for her. So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiebYdqkI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hOwZAlpjQHE/s1600-h/piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiebYdqkI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hOwZAlpjQHE/s320/piggy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500830906919490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuid-3jn8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/silZ_HklDXU/s1600-h/pet_goat2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuid-3jn8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/silZ_HklDXU/s320/pet_goat2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500823252705218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiOr1iraI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mjdk-DSRHFQ/s1600-h/pet_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiOr1iraI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mjdk-DSRHFQ/s320/pet_goat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500560445943202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiOSImhDI/AAAAAAAAAME/3NdZOMAlQ_U/s1600-h/lil_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiOSImhDI/AAAAAAAAAME/3NdZOMAlQ_U/s320/lil_goat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500553546564658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiNrs50oI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9zn69koGv_k/s1600-h/hug_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiNrs50oI/AAAAAAAAAL8/9zn69koGv_k/s320/hug_goat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500543229842050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiNYm0rpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/olgAG3N_uSQ/s1600-h/here_pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiNYm0rpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/olgAG3N_uSQ/s320/here_pig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500538104065682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiM_lRghI/AAAAAAAAALs/dKTZBA-8Rhk/s1600-h/feed_goat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiM_lRghI/AAAAAAAAALs/dKTZBA-8Rhk/s320/feed_goat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290500531386679826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8770924556601727518?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8770924556601727518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8770924556601727518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8770924556601727518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8770924556601727518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2009/01/national-western-stock-show.html' title='National Western Stock Show'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SWuiebYdqkI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hOwZAlpjQHE/s72-c/piggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-385691872766694616</id><published>2008-11-16T10:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:57:49.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Early For Xmas Movies? Never.</title><content type='html'>It is fast approaching my favorite time of year, and I'm getting into the spirit with movies! (I haven't started with the music yet, but that will be coming very soon--sorry Justin.)  I bought Love Actually at Target today for $6.50! Bargain.  It's one of my favorite anytime movies, but it's especially  good around the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought &lt;a href="http://www.12dogsofchristmas.com/"&gt;The 12 Dogs of Christmas&lt;/a&gt; for Lila.  It's so cute!  I mean, it's predictable and fluffy, but it's also sweet and warm and happy, which makes for a perfect Christmas movie. Plus, it has all sorts of doggies in it...how could I resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Early Merry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-385691872766694616?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/385691872766694616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=385691872766694616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/385691872766694616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/385691872766694616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-early-for-xmas-movies-never.html' title='Too Early For Xmas Movies? Never.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3588075698062082504</id><published>2008-11-13T10:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:36:45.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My kid is crazy smart.</title><content type='html'>I had my first parent/teacher conference for L-Dawg yesterday!  Basically, she's a genius. ;) Seriously though, her teacher explained that L's very advanced in math and language, farther ahead than kids that are a year older and that have been in pre-school a year longer.  Her teacher said she'd been doing this for 10 years, and she didn't often have a kid that made her sit back and go "wow", but that L is one of those kids.  She also said that L is very sweet, and puts all her toys and gear away without being told.  So of course I'm wondering why that kid doesn't come home with me!  All I'm getting is attitude these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good job, baby!  You're awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Happy Birthday to Justin! You'll be a crotchety old man in no time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3588075698062082504?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3588075698062082504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3588075698062082504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3588075698062082504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3588075698062082504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-kid-is-crazy-smart.html' title='My kid is crazy smart.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6138641863270598254</id><published>2008-11-06T09:44:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:22:40.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it.</title><content type='html'>And it's a wonderful, hopeful day for America. I believe that after 8 looong years, we are finally on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it heartens me to know that a fundamentalist, intolerant "Christian", hateful,  fearful America is NOT the real, true America.  They may be loud, but they aren't the majority.  (And the Christian is in quotes because a loud, vocal segment of those folks proclaim as hotly as they can that they are followers of what Jesus taught,that they are the only true Christians: but in practice, in their actions.....not so much.) Where's the tolerance, love, peace, the hope for equality, for ALL of our brothers and sisters?  Stinginess, exclusion, hate, bigotry....is that their idea of Christianity?  How can that be justified?  Is that really what they think Jesus was all about?  In their heart of hearts, do they truly believe they are following Jesus' example?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Let me be clear that I'm not saying that if you didn't vote for Obama, it automatically makes you any of the stuff above.  I know people, am friends with people, who had legitimate policy issues and that's why they voted for McCain.  My comments are about a specific subset of "Christians" who have done, said, and posted some of the most vile, hateful things I've seen in a long time. And now I'm done talking about that, because it isn't healthy, and it isn't the way our President Elect would want us to behave. --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward.  Onward and upward.  Tomorrow is waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6138641863270598254?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6138641863270598254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6138641863270598254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6138641863270598254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6138641863270598254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-did-it.html' title='We did it.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2297176577381566112</id><published>2008-10-21T13:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:34:22.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happy Artist</title><content type='html'>Bearface: "Mama! Mama, I drew a happy face! Come look!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Really, baby? That's great!  Hold on, I'm coming over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bearface:  "I drew hair! Here is his smile!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "That's wonderful! That is so good!  Let me go get my camera so I can take a picture."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4unQgl73I/AAAAAAAAALQ/KlEZKIpgJPE/s1600-h/_chalk_smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4unQgl73I/AAAAAAAAALQ/KlEZKIpgJPE/s320/_chalk_smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259692666796765042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4un6W5z4I/AAAAAAAAALY/A3FcOXvU4b8/s1600-h/chalk_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4un6W5z4I/AAAAAAAAALY/A3FcOXvU4b8/s320/chalk_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259692678030413698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4unyR50_I/AAAAAAAAALg/h7U4uOkmD0c/s1600-h/upclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4unyR50_I/AAAAAAAAALg/h7U4uOkmD0c/s320/upclose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259692675861959666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2297176577381566112?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2297176577381566112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2297176577381566112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2297176577381566112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2297176577381566112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-artist.html' title='The Happy Artist'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP4unQgl73I/AAAAAAAAALQ/KlEZKIpgJPE/s72-c/_chalk_smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6490047103913500947</id><published>2008-10-20T22:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:09:56.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry up and wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP1V2yezldI/AAAAAAAAALI/Mart1DpbYoU/s1600-h/kiddo_voted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP1V2yezldI/AAAAAAAAALI/Mart1DpbYoU/s320/kiddo_voted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259454339590886866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did it!  This afternoon, I proudly cast my vote for our next president, Barack Obama.  Early voting and no lines made the process a breeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright November 4th, get here already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6490047103913500947?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6490047103913500947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6490047103913500947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6490047103913500947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6490047103913500947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry up and wait.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SP1V2yezldI/AAAAAAAAALI/Mart1DpbYoU/s72-c/kiddo_voted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7686195041960334369</id><published>2008-10-19T16:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T16:18:14.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I *heart* Turner Classic Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SPux9s2utVI/AAAAAAAAALA/CCNZRETXQTA/s1600-h/90725-004-EF50387B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SPux9s2utVI/AAAAAAAAALA/CCNZRETXQTA/s320/90725-004-EF50387B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992663456036178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a classic movie kick right now, and Turner Classic Movies is just what the t.v. doctor ordered.  They always have the best stuff playing around Halloween, and this year is no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tcm.com/thismonth/article.jsp?cid=208674"&gt;The Devil Doll? Mad Love? Yes, please!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I have Peyton Place on, and have The Big Sleep and Funny Face set up to record later this week.  Citizen Kane is going to be on Wednesday night.  Good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that would make this better is if Gaslight (pictured above) was going to be on.  That's one of my all time favorites--I can watch it again and again.  Ingrid Bergman, woo!  (I also really like the 1940's version, but it's lesser known and doesn't play as often).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7686195041960334369?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7686195041960334369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7686195041960334369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7686195041960334369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7686195041960334369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-heart-turner-classic-movies.html' title='I *heart* Turner Classic Movies'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SPux9s2utVI/AAAAAAAAALA/CCNZRETXQTA/s72-c/90725-004-EF50387B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6295548377422187820</id><published>2008-10-19T12:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:17:19.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Colin Powell Endorses Barack Obama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-002668608626743596 visible" href="http://youtube.com/v/T_NMZv6Vfh8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/T_NMZv6Vfh8" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/T_NMZv6Vfh8" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow.  I have always had great admiration for Colin Powell, and I think many Americans share that feeling...he is one of the most popular, above-the-fray political figures of our time.  This is big.  He clearly spells out all the reasons why he is endorsing Obama--he makes some great points, which I just happen to agree with (lol, go figure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6295548377422187820?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6295548377422187820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6295548377422187820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6295548377422187820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6295548377422187820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/colin-powell-endorses-barack-obama.html' title='Colin Powell Endorses Barack Obama'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-511364799129256401</id><published>2008-10-09T22:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:37:39.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2 of the McCain-Palin Ohio rally INSANITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/VJghQMq49dw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/VJghQMq49dw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait for the part where the kid says "you need gloves to touch him".  I hope these people's brains explode when Obama wins. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-511364799129256401?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/511364799129256401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=511364799129256401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/511364799129256401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/511364799129256401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/part-2-of-mccain-palin-ohio-rally.html' title='Part 2 of the McCain-Palin Ohio rally INSANITY'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4879767437594186059</id><published>2008-10-09T22:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:34:38.986-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I just.....WTF? Please, idiots, I can't take this anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/KjxzmaXAg9E' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/KjxzmaXAg9E'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hate mongering said what?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4879767437594186059?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4879767437594186059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4879767437594186059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4879767437594186059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4879767437594186059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-justwtf-please-idiots-i-can-take-this.html' title='I just.....WTF? Please, idiots, I can&amp;#39;t take this anymore.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3865658091787514492</id><published>2008-10-06T18:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T09:43:42.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Way To Go, Bill!</title><content type='html'>My father-in-law is the Director Of Community Care for the Los Angeles VA Department--part of his duties include being in charge of all the homeless programs for veterans, among many other things.  A few weeks ago, a bunch of military muckety mucks came out for a conference on health care and other programs for veterans.  Bill, my FIL, gave a presentation, and afterward, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Michael_Mullen"&gt;Mike Mullen the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff&lt;/a&gt; pulled him aside and told him that he thought Bill was doing REALLY good things, and that he had been looking forward to speaking with him.  He then gave him an officer's coin (military coin) for a job well done--a big deal, I guess--if Bill ever goes to a military bar, he can pull that out and earn the respect of everyone there (plus free drinks).  The higher rank of the officer that gives it to you, the more it means....so this one's a biggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.defenselink.mil/news/newsarticle.aspx?id=51258"&gt;Here's an article about the visit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Bill!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3865658091787514492?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3865658091787514492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3865658091787514492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3865658091787514492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3865658091787514492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-bill.html' title='Way To Go, Bill!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-1987304840216016906</id><published>2008-10-01T20:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:08:33.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet.</title><content type='html'>My baby had her first day of pre-school today! She, of course, loved it completely and can't wait to go back tomorrow--in fact, I pretty much had to drag her out of the sand box when I came to pick her up. For me, though, this is totally bittersweet. I'm so proud of her and how independent and "grown up" she is, but at the same time....my baby! She's my baby! *dramatic sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite things about today, according to Miss Thang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~doing dog puzzles&lt;br /&gt;~doing some sort of scoop thing with beans (and rocks? that wasn't clear)&lt;br /&gt;~sitting on a rug and eating an apple for snack&lt;br /&gt;~some girl that wore a shirt with a watermelon on it&lt;br /&gt;~playing with beads&lt;br /&gt;~walking in line along a yellow line on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school pics:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SOQ0I4qE03I/AAAAAAAAAKw/MeIZeuH1XHw/s1600-h/Library+-+868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SOQ0I4qE03I/AAAAAAAAAKw/MeIZeuH1XHw/s320/Library+-+868.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252380392673301362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SOQ0JAtHvmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NR1r2r9nJZc/s1600-h/Library+-+872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SOQ0JAtHvmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NR1r2r9nJZc/s320/Library+-+872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252380394833559138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-1987304840216016906?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1987304840216016906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=1987304840216016906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1987304840216016906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1987304840216016906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/10/bittersweet.html' title='Bittersweet.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SOQ0I4qE03I/AAAAAAAAAKw/MeIZeuH1XHw/s72-c/Library+-+868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3788069343956712240</id><published>2008-09-24T22:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:24:24.839-06:00</updated><title type='text'>George R.R. Martin, I *heart* you!</title><content type='html'>One of my very favorite authors, George R.R. Martin,  is contributing books to Books 4 Barack, which is such an exciting idea and makes me REALLY REALLY wish that I had $250 to contribute.  Here's the gist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://grrm.livejournal.com/53303.html"&gt;From George R.R. Martin's blog:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just go to &lt;a href="http://my.barackobama.com/page/outreach/view/main/ayelet"&gt;http://my.barackobama.com/page/outr&lt;wbr&gt;each/view/main/ayelet&lt;/a&gt; and make a donation of $250 (or more) to the Obama Victory Fund, and you'll receive a canvas tote bag imprinted with the BOOKS FOR OBAMA logo and stuffed with ten (10, count 'em, 10) autographed books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contents of each tote bag will be randomly selected from the books donated by a huge list of participating writers, so there's no knowing what titles you may get. There will be hardcovers, first editions, mass market paperbacks, maybe some art books, graphic novels, and who knows what else... but all of them will be signed by the authors, and all the money will go to help elect Barack Obama as our next president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundreds of writers have already signed up and sent books. Stephen King, Judy Blume, Michael Chabon, Nora Ephron, Alan Furst, Garrison Keillor, Lemony Snicket, Amy Tan, Steve Martin, Ursula K. Le Guin, Jonathan Lethem, Dennis Lehane, Ann Tyler, and many, many, many more have donated to the cause, and more writers are being heard from every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For full details on the program and how it works, and a (partial) list of particpating writers, check out the Books 4 Barack website at &lt;a href="http://books4barack.com/"&gt;http://books4barack.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a big box of twenty-odd books here that will be on its way tomorrow. Some old stuff, some new stuff, some hardcovers, some paperbacks, some common, some rare and collectible. Maybe you'll get one of them. Or maybe you'll be the lucky one who gets a signed Stephen King first in your mystery bag.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in love with this idea, and I really hope someone I know does this, so I can get all excited about seeing what books they receive. So awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3788069343956712240?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3788069343956712240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3788069343956712240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3788069343956712240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3788069343956712240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/george-rr-martin-i-heart-you.html' title='George R.R. Martin, I *heart* you!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2225935822570222877</id><published>2008-09-23T12:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T12:46:28.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Your attention needed in matter of utmost urgency!</title><content type='html'>I wish I knew where to credit this~I poached it from someone who poached it from somewhere else, you know the drill.  Anyhausen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear American:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to ask you to support an urgent secret business relationship with a transfer of funds of great magnitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Ministry of the Treasury of the Republic of America. My country has had crisis that has caused the need for large transfer of funds of 800 billion dollars US. If you would assist me in this transfer, it would be most profitable to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working with Mr. Phil Gram, lobbyist for UBS, who will be my replacement as Ministry of the Treasury in January. As a Senator, you may know him as the leader of the American banking deregulation movement in the 1990s. This transaction is 100% safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a matter of great urgency. We need a blank check. We need the funds as quickly as possible. We cannot directly transfer these funds in the names of our close friends because we are constantly under surveillance. My family lawyer advised me that I should look for a reliable and trustworthy person who will act as a next of kin so the funds can be transferred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please reply with all of your bank account, IRA and college fund account numbers and those of your children and grandchildren to &lt;a href="mailto:wallstreetbailout@treasury.gov"&gt;wallstreetbailout@treasury.gov&lt;/a&gt; so that we may transfer your commission for this transaction. After I receive that information, I will respond with detailed information about safeguards that will be used to protect the funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Faithfully Minister of Treasury Paulson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;And another place to make a good buck:  &lt;a href="http://www.buymyshitpile.com/"&gt;http://www.buymyshitpile.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2225935822570222877?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2225935822570222877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2225935822570222877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2225935822570222877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2225935822570222877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/your-attention-needed-in-matter-of.html' title='Your attention needed in matter of utmost urgency!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7521945681981168830</id><published>2008-09-21T19:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:50:16.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarsaparilla Skirt &amp; Vest on Grosgrain Fabulous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarsaparilla-skirt-vest-giveaway.html"&gt;Sarsaparilla Skirt &amp;amp; Vest GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want to win this--can you imagine Bear all decked out in this outfit?!  I'd have to find some cute boots or something, though.  Shoe shopping? Don't mind if I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7521945681981168830?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarsaparilla-skirt-vest-giveaway.html' title='Sarsaparilla Skirt &amp; Vest on Grosgrain Fabulous'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7521945681981168830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7521945681981168830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7521945681981168830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7521945681981168830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarsaparilla-skirt-vest-on-grosgrain.html' title='Sarsaparilla Skirt &amp; Vest on Grosgrain Fabulous'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4528111326820842908</id><published>2008-09-20T17:08:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:35:21.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Traveler's Wife~</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading The Time Traveler's Wife, and...I didn't like this book.  I disliked it quite a bit, truth be told. I picked it for our book club, and I can't wait to get there on Thursday so I can apologize to everyone for this round. I'm very surprised, because I've heard such good things about this book, plus I'm not very picky when it comes to reading.  I enjoy all sorts of different genres and can usually find something to like about most everything I read.   If you haven't read the book and don't want to be spoiled, stop reading, because there are major spoilers following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brief synopsis: The Time Traveler's Wife is about Henry, a "chronically-displaced person" who unwillingly travels through time.  He cannot control when and where he travels, but his time shifts are mainly focused around his specific past and his specific future.  Henry is in love with Clare, a person he starts visiting when she's 6 (and he's 30 something) and who later becomes his wife.  (it's a very chicken or the egg thing, because when he starts visiting Clare he is already married to her in their future)  It's meant to be a grand, epic love story, I think, but it really missed the mark for me on that level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main problem: The characters are incredibly narcissistic and unlikeable. They are completely selfish and self-centered, and yet people adore them, and love them (both Henry and Clare have people that are obsessed with them for many many years) beyond any reasonable measure, given how flat and shallow and small they are as characters.  Their entire world exists only for them, and no one else seems to matter—even their daughter is secondary to their “great love”.  Clare goes through 6 miscarriages in a row before she can conceive and carry their daughter to term, and actually says out loud that she doesn't want to adopt because it won't be “real”. After Henry dies, Clare is nothing without him --not that she was all that great with him, anyway.  2 years later, she can't even pull it together to be a good mother to her daughter....it's still all about Henry, all the time.  She ends up waiting for one last hurrah with him when she's 82 (I think he's...43 at the time? it doesn't matter, these characters have sex with each other all along their age spectrums)...the book ends on this vignette, and I think it's supposed to be romantic but I found it sad and pathetic.  I would have felt sorry for both their characters if I didn't find them to be so loathsome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other big problem: I think it's creepy in the extreme that Henry time travels to spend time with Clare as a little girl, starting when she's six years old, and pretty much ruins her for any other relationship from that point on. He drops little tidbits to her, but never too much...”we'll be together doing xyz in the future, we'll be married, you love me, etc...” He ends up sleeping with her on her 18th birthday, when he's 41--but he's lusted after her younger self for years before that.  Well, gee, discussions of determinism, fatalism, free will aside, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course &lt;/span&gt;her world will be built around Henry---he structured it that way from the very beginning.  That poor kid never had a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find the concept intriguing, and I wish it had been executed by a better author.  The time travel stuff was interesting, and I did stay up late last night reading, so there is some redeemable stuff in there.  Not enough to make me like the book, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4528111326820842908?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4528111326820842908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4528111326820842908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4528111326820842908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4528111326820842908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/time-travelers-wife.html' title='The Time Traveler&apos;s Wife~'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-291231197682116304</id><published>2008-09-19T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:49:40.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble in a coffee mug</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine sent this to me, and she got it from a message board...I have no idea who original credit goes to--all I know is that whoever they are, I hate them and love them.  I seriously should not have access to a "chocolate cake in 5 minutes!" recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy easy to make, and it's perfect for kids to help with.  Plus the fun factor is high!  One tip--we cooked ours for 2 1/2 minutes and it came out perfectly--3 minutes would have fried it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 MINUTE CHOCOLATE MUG CAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4  tablespoons cake flour (That's plain flour, not self-rising.)&lt;br /&gt;4 tablespoons sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons baking cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1  egg&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons milk&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons oil&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons chocolate chips (optional)&lt;br /&gt;A small splash of vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;1 coffee mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add  dry ingredients to mug and mix well.&lt;br /&gt;Add the egg and mix thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;Pour in the milk and oil and mix well.&lt;br /&gt;Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla essence and mix again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts. The cake will rise over the top of the mug, but don't be alarmed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow to cool a little, and tip out onto a plate if desired.&lt;br /&gt;EAT! (This can serve 2 if you want to feel slightly more virtuous.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-291231197682116304?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/291231197682116304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=291231197682116304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/291231197682116304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/291231197682116304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/trouble-in-coffee-mug.html' title='Trouble in a coffee mug'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2388138579700629897</id><published>2008-09-18T14:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:16:38.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Fall yet?</title><content type='html'>I'm ready!  I'm ready for crisp, cool weather and crunching leaves and apple cider and sweaters.  Autumn is my favorite season, followed by winter.  It's in my super pale, white girl genes, I think.   I love curling up with a mug of tea on cold evenings, I love having simmering pots of various sauces and stews on the stove, I love the way the air smells when homes have wood fires burning, I love crunching leaves with my kiddo, I love anticipating the first snowfall of the season.....sigh.  I'm feeling all warm and cozy and happy already.  Yay Fall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2388138579700629897?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2388138579700629897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2388138579700629897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2388138579700629897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2388138579700629897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-fall-yet.html' title='Is it Fall yet?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7608584467276646799</id><published>2008-09-18T09:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:42:23.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A visual aid</title><content type='html'>Here's an interesting graph comparing McCain's and Obama's tax plans. I do better with charts and graphs because math makes my head hurt. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chart courtesy of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chartjunk.karmanaut.com/taxplans/"&gt;http://chartjunk.karmanaut.com/taxplans/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNJ2afOFcwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gYAbIA8YYEI/s1600-h/taxplans.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNJ2afOFcwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gYAbIA8YYEI/s400/taxplans.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247386713269302018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7608584467276646799?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7608584467276646799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7608584467276646799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7608584467276646799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7608584467276646799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/visual-aid.html' title='A visual aid'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNJ2afOFcwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/gYAbIA8YYEI/s72-c/taxplans.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6454404569975313617</id><published>2008-09-18T07:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:51:54.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Obama!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;Let's do this thing, Barack!&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Edited to add: direct link to his plan on his website:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://my.barackobama.com/page/s/economyplan"&gt;http://my.barackobama.com/page/s/economyplan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/ONM7148cTyc" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/ONM7148cTyc" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6454404569975313617?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6454404569975313617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6454404569975313617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6454404569975313617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6454404569975313617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='Go Obama!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8197745890616487877</id><published>2008-09-16T14:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:12:54.053-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drum Roll Please.....</title><content type='html'>Here they are! Our tats! Thanks so much to Cory @ The Blue Door....he was so patient with our talking and laughing and shenanigans, and we ended up with some wonderful permanent artwork on our bods. And we had a great time doing it, too...my stomach hurt from laughing so hard throughout the day. Thanks Cory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNASWZlmg-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_cbYy9FA6eE/s1600-h/P1020454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNASWZlmg-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_cbYy9FA6eE/s320/P1020454.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713741921649634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Tab's, which is a quote from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Awakening-Kate-Chopin/dp/0380002450"&gt;The Awakening:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNASWppNqrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QT5JmFY-2hM/s1600-h/P1020455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNASWppNqrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/QT5JmFY-2hM/s320/P1020455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246713746231765682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8197745890616487877?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8197745890616487877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8197745890616487877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8197745890616487877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8197745890616487877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/drum-roll-please.html' title='Drum Roll Please.....'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SNASWZlmg-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/_cbYy9FA6eE/s72-c/P1020454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8360555760529739439</id><published>2008-09-15T20:54:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:47:28.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So much fun.</title><content type='html'>We had sooooooo much fun!  But now she's gone. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to upload my tattoo pics....T has them on her camera, and I'll get them once she gets home and sends them.  I got it on my FOOT and OMG that hurt.  But it was totally worth it.  I'll talk more about our ink once I get the pics.  T's turned out...amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T and I met Trish at Osteria Marco, which was wonderful, and Trish brought our old friend Liz to surprise me! Liz was in town for a few days for business.  I haven't seen Liz in years, and it was fantastic to catch up.  She currently lives in Berlin, but has been on extended stay in London. Among her many other globe-trotting and connections-having exploits, she gets her hair cut by Natalie Imbruglia's hairstylist, she's considering dating one of Lily Allen's exes, oh and she's met Chris Martin (Coldplay).  It's fun to get some vicarious star-sighting and glamour through her!  After Osteria Marco, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.beatriceandwoodsley.com/"&gt;Beatrice &amp;amp; Woodsley&lt;/a&gt; for drinks.  That place is seriously lovely. And the drinks are so fanciful and yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time, T and I hung out.  We did hit Manitou Springs for a day. We watched a lot of movies, and ate a lot of fudge.  T bought Bear a ton of presents--Bribes! We cried copious amounts of tears during Steel Magnolias. I introduced her to Good Times custard, which she now hates me for.  It was wonderful.  You know, we've been to Paris together and Seattle together, but this was the best time we've had, I think.  It was just so chill and relaxing and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait 'til next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8360555760529739439?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8360555760529739439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8360555760529739439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8360555760529739439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8360555760529739439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-much-fun.html' title='So much fun.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3723051931472890094</id><published>2008-09-08T23:24:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:15:32.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeee!</title><content type='html'>My bestie is coming tomorrow!  I can't wait.  She lives too far away, and we see each other too infrequently, so when we do get together in person it's extra special.  I'm sure I'll get to the airport all extra early just because I'll be Miss Antsy Pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!  I set up Steel Magnolias to record for tomorrow, so we can watch that tomorrow night.  I love Dolly Parton so much; she's totally one of my heroines. She just so cool and smart and funny and successful (on her own terms, too--she owns the rights to so many of the songs she's written! she's a very prolific song writer). And Steel Magnolias is, like, the epitome of "chick flick."  My poor husband; I'm sure he'll have to go find something else to keep him busy tomorrow night.  I seriously doubt that he'll be in a SM mood. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday we have something extra special planned.  I'll update w/ pics after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I think we'll take the lightrail and head downtown.  I'm excited to show her The Tattered Cover and bum around LoDo for a little bit.  One of my other friends' husband, (Trish--my girlie girl that I went to see Obama with!),  is a partial owner of &lt;a href="http://www.westword.com/2008-01-03/dining/osteria-marco/"&gt;Osteria Marco&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.osteriamarco.com/"&gt;in Larimer Square&lt;/a&gt;), and we're meeting Trish there for dinner and drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, it's open-ended!  I might take her down to Garden of the Gods one day, because that's not to be missed. Otherwise, we're taking it completely by ear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3723051931472890094?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3723051931472890094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3723051931472890094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3723051931472890094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3723051931472890094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/eeee.html' title='Eeee!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8974076624787293811</id><published>2008-09-08T12:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:28:27.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God Help Us All.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/dailynews/local/20080906_Biden_gets_mixed_welcome_in_Northeast.html"&gt;Joe Biden gives a racist a kiss.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In a corner booth, Biden sat down and, after a moment's conversation, planted a kiss on the forehead of Carolyn Bauer, age 89. Bauer explained afterward it wasn't such a friendly encounter.&lt;p&gt; "I told him I'm not going to vote for him," Bauer said. "Anybody who runs with a guy with a name like that is not going to get my vote. It'd be disgusting to get a man named Barack Obama as president of the United States. No way. I mean it . . . I'm going to vote for McCain and the lady."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "[Obama's] a Muslim," Bauer added. "He pretends to be a Christian, and he isn't, he's a Muslim."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Please reassure me that Obama will win! I am getting scared. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spain has a pretty good educational system, right? Bear would like it there, I bet. Or Portugal. Portugal would be good, too. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8974076624787293811?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8974076624787293811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8974076624787293811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8974076624787293811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8974076624787293811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/god-help-us-all.html' title='God Help Us All.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7845182899040876607</id><published>2008-09-04T19:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:30:25.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia Congressman Westmoreland calls Obama "uppity"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thehill.com/leading-the-news/westmoreland-calls-obama-uppity-2008-09-04.html"&gt;http://thehill.com/leading-the-news/westmoreland-calls-obama-uppity-2008-09-04.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Just from what little I’ve seen of her and Mr. Obama, Sen. Obama, they're a member of an elitist-class individual that thinks that they're uppity," Westmoreland said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked to clarify that he used the word “uppity,” Westmoreland said, “Uppity, yeah.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he insane?  Or does he just not care that the whole world knows he's racist?  Beyond belief.  Please go donate to &lt;a href="https://donate.barackobama.com/page/contribute/main"&gt;Obama's campaign fund&lt;/a&gt;.  Let your money and/or your vote show that this is unacceptable in America today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uppity? Seriously???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7845182899040876607?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7845182899040876607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7845182899040876607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7845182899040876607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7845182899040876607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/09/georgia-congressman-westmoreland-calls.html' title='Georgia Congressman Westmoreland calls Obama &quot;uppity&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4146859435307694365</id><published>2008-08-29T10:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T10:40:48.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I was there.  I saw history happen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWI175CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OgvB5lPAeI0/s1600-h/yayus%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWI175CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OgvB5lPAeI0/s320/yayus%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980328218256418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWMtwxII/AAAAAAAAAJw/AKXCAEKJQPw/s1600-h/flagswaving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWMtwxII/AAAAAAAAAJw/AKXCAEKJQPw/s320/flagswaving.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980329257714818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWaBXuhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AliRUhsvigk/s1600-h/rednecks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWaBXuhI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/AliRUhsvigk/s320/rednecks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980332829620754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWVaQ67I/AAAAAAAAAKA/s89W2-NXgS4/s1600-h/night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWVaQ67I/AAAAAAAAAKA/s89W2-NXgS4/s320/night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980331591855026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWr3_miI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OpO9nQ6WI18/s1600-h/fillingup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWr3_miI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OpO9nQ6WI18/s320/fillingup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239980337622129186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the morning after, and the words are hard to find....I feel like I still have so much to process from yesterday. The excitement, the crazy -ass miles long line that we waited in, the speeches and performances and just....the ENERGY.  It was amazing and wonderful and powerful and yes, HOPEFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and we did the wave about a million times.  Doin' the wave for change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4146859435307694365?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4146859435307694365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4146859435307694365' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4146859435307694365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4146859435307694365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-there-i-saw-history-happen.html' title='I was there.  I saw history happen.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SLgmWI175CI/AAAAAAAAAJo/OgvB5lPAeI0/s72-c/yayus%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2190203781603311714</id><published>2008-08-21T18:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:46:13.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It was perfect....until the And Then.</title><content type='html'>We went camping! It was Chipmunk's first camping trip, which is weird because she loooooves nature and being outside, so I'm not sure exactly why we haven't gone before now. Anyway, all day yesterday, she had a total blast. She held a millipede for about 15 minutes, she went fishing, we went on numerous walks, she saw chipmunks and black squirells, we roasted hot dogs and made smores....I mean, it was a perfect camping trip. Everything I had hoped for and then some, really. (Until we get to the And Then... part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Wellington is BEAUTIFUL, just a gorgeous area---there were practically no other campers there--it really felt like we had this huge area to ourselves. And the rocks....the rocks were big and pretty and everywhere. We are a rock lovin' family, so this was a very good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, here's the And Then!!! part. She went to bed without a problem--we cuddled up and made shadow puppets on the tent ceiling and giggled and had a very nice time. Then, for whatever reason, she woke up at about 3 am. I mean, was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awake.&lt;/span&gt; And behaving awfully: yelling and being super loud and obnoxious, shining the flashlight in my face and in Granny's face, insisting she was hungry and thirsty but wouldn't drink any water when we went and got her some, just....the whole thing was not fun. We kept telling her she had to be quiet so as not to disturb any other campers that might be in the area, which only made her louder. So I took her to the car and sat with her in there, and then my mom came out and took the long shift with her so I could get some sleep back in the tent. At that point, we had decided that we were packing up and leaving pretty much as soon as we could. Which is exactly what we did; packed up and burned rubber home. Not a great ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. I think we'll try again. She just had SUCH a good time the first day, and honestly she was great at the beginning of the night...I don't know what happened later. Maybe she was scared? She wouldn't say, so I don't know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millipede Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LhZxj9oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xudMxhUMGbo/s1600-h/millipede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LhZxj9oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xudMxhUMGbo/s320/millipede.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237136085160818306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LhscxJPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6tGB4TnGVyM/s1600-h/rainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LhscxJPI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6tGB4TnGVyM/s320/rainbow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237136090173875442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I Climb It?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LiKqyQnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WJ9L_AzNU9k/s1600-h/caniclimbit%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LiKqyQnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/WJ9L_AzNU9k/s320/caniclimbit%3F.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237136098285732466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 am.  Not Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LimSHPvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/No9q67ZMZVY/s1600-h/4am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LimSHPvI/AAAAAAAAAJg/No9q67ZMZVY/s320/4am.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237136105698442994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures can be found here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v639/ignoramoose/Camping/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v639/ignoramoose/Camping/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2190203781603311714?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2190203781603311714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2190203781603311714' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2190203781603311714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2190203781603311714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-was-perfectuntil-and-then.html' title='It was perfect....until the And Then.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK4LhZxj9oI/AAAAAAAAAJI/xudMxhUMGbo/s72-c/millipede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8772957927878036098</id><published>2008-08-21T16:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:08:34.197-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Besties in the making~</title><content type='html'>These 2 girls are so, so cute together. L-Dawg is about 1 and a half years older than H-Dawg, but they always get along so famously. They totally dig hanging out and playing together. I love them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are this past weekend, doing the girl thing.  Yay friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooperative art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK30PmyAp6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/B0teQfa9OFc/s1600-h/coopart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK30PmyAp6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/B0teQfa9OFc/s320/coopart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237110490647275426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidewalk art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK30QURJUjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BS-HM6sdKBI/s1600-h/sidewalkart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK30QURJUjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BS-HM6sdKBI/s320/sidewalkart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237110502857462322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played in the bath for a long time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zx05UUoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yVzYGiZy00w/s1600-h/bath2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zx05UUoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yVzYGiZy00w/s320/bath2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237109979039945346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zyasNyMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aommbuq4WAU/s1600-h/bath1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zyasNyMI/AAAAAAAAAIY/aommbuq4WAU/s320/bath1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237109989185538242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so funny about this!  They made us leave and close the door; in fact, they demanded it!  It was totally hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zzPWDTmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5pMvzBHgOIc/s1600-h/thegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zzPWDTmI/AAAAAAAAAIg/5pMvzBHgOIc/s320/thegirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237110003319656034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zzif37ZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BHza1BCRaQs/s1600-h/leaveusalone%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3zzif37ZI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BHza1BCRaQs/s320/leaveusalone%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237110008461127058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8772957927878036098?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8772957927878036098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8772957927878036098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8772957927878036098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8772957927878036098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/besties-in-making.html' title='Besties in the making~'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK30PmyAp6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/B0teQfa9OFc/s72-c/coopart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6866641799114425164</id><published>2008-08-21T16:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:55:58.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3ybRVHhFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pVm4p-zZkm4/s1600-h/rainyday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3ybRVHhFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pVm4p-zZkm4/s320/rainyday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237108492024120402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3ybpz6jVI/AAAAAAAAAII/mpKQWFtPBQM/s1600-h/rainyday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3ybpz6jVI/AAAAAAAAAII/mpKQWFtPBQM/s320/rainyday2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237108498595745106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from last week, I'm just late in posting.  We had another beautiful, rain-soaked day....and we enjoyed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6866641799114425164?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6866641799114425164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6866641799114425164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6866641799114425164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6866641799114425164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/rainy-day-part-two.html' title='Rainy Day Part Two'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SK3ybRVHhFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/pVm4p-zZkm4/s72-c/rainyday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-1943939712139644869</id><published>2008-08-19T18:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:54:37.799-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there.</title><content type='html'>For Obama's acceptance speech.  I can't believe it....I am so excited!  Rock on, dad! My dad scored me a ticket, and a ticket for my friend Trish, too (my dad totally has the connections, yo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so so SO excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to figure out how the hell we're gonna get there. It's gonna be a logistical nightmare--the highway will be shut down for awhile, there are rumors that the lightrail will have certain stations that won't be running, etc.  Yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-1943939712139644869?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1943939712139644869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=1943939712139644869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1943939712139644869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1943939712139644869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be there.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7350055766458306235</id><published>2008-08-18T20:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:54:27.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Party Frock giveaway~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-party-frock-giveaway.html"&gt;Garden Party Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful green dress is lovely....Kathleen at GrosgrainFabulous is so, so talented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7350055766458306235?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-party-frock-giveaway.html' title='Garden Party Frock giveaway~'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7350055766458306235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7350055766458306235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7350055766458306235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7350055766458306235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/garden-party-frock-giveaway.html' title='Garden Party Frock giveaway~'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5842390595958417837</id><published>2008-08-15T21:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:51:33.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations, Jason Turner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gazette.com/sports/otc_39363___article.html/air_pistol.html"&gt;Jason Turner wins the bronze!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had many a delicious dinner at my cousin John's old house with Jason.  John trained at the OTC with Jason for many many years, and they are good friends. Turner's a helluva good guy, and I am so happy for him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5842390595958417837?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5842390595958417837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5842390595958417837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5842390595958417837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5842390595958417837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/congratulations-jason.html' title='Congratulations, Jason Turner!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4055619567241055813</id><published>2008-08-15T13:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T13:25:52.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days and Sundays.....</title><content type='html'>are totally wonderful and The Carpenters were completely wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful, rainy, chilly day here...perfect.  I adore the rain.  Sadly, I live in a state that is not known for its dreary, drizzly days---summer thunderstorms are nice but don't last long, and one of our state's mottos is that we get more than 300 days of sunshine a year.  Nice for most people, but I'm not most people.  I much prefer dripping, wet, gray days.  And when I get them, I savor them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, baby girl, beagle dog and I loaded into the car and drove around, enjoying the rain.  I made her a big travel mug of hot chocolate and I made myself a big steaming mug of earl grey.  It was a soothing and lovely outing...rainy days (and Sundays, for that matter) rule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4055619567241055813?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4055619567241055813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4055619567241055813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4055619567241055813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4055619567241055813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/rainy-days-and-sundays.html' title='Rainy Days and Sundays.....'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6829846167116392080</id><published>2008-08-14T13:12:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:03:06.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's a good beagle dog?</title><content type='html'>You're a good beagle dog, yes you are! What a good boy! Aw, who's the best doggie? You're the best doggie! Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are headbands, not ropes, as my husband first thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKSEQOz5oSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6uhan1LofFs/s1600-h/headbandbeagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKSEQOz5oSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6uhan1LofFs/s320/headbandbeagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234454081299915042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(She is very proud of her headband handiwork)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKSEQYikuEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aK_zYhhduLQ/s1600-h/headbandbeagle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKSEQYikuEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/aK_zYhhduLQ/s320/headbandbeagle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234454083911596098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6829846167116392080?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6829846167116392080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6829846167116392080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6829846167116392080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6829846167116392080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/whos-good-beagle-dog.html' title='Who&apos;s a good beagle dog?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKSEQOz5oSI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6uhan1LofFs/s72-c/headbandbeagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7532333777960484375</id><published>2008-08-13T21:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:53:17.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>A simple dinner on a lovely summer evening is so nice for the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOr30RWvtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Uav_VEcewM/s1600-h/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOr30RWvtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Uav_VEcewM/s320/dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216167347240658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could not resist making a silly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOr4RrlFmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XaTRIka0uFI/s1600-h/silly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOr4RrlFmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XaTRIka0uFI/s320/silly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234216175241860706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wee Cheflet made Judge a grass salad.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOrhsieqAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zfHwHLXzN0g/s1600-h/judge_salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOrhsieqAI/AAAAAAAAAHY/zfHwHLXzN0g/s320/judge_salad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234215787314456578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7532333777960484375?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7532333777960484375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7532333777960484375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7532333777960484375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7532333777960484375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKOr30RWvtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/3Uav_VEcewM/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8479879030700625679</id><published>2008-08-12T14:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:54:18.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great little citizen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKH3zJm6t9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fOTusqPRQNA/s1600-h/voting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKH3zJm6t9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fOTusqPRQNA/s320/voting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233736700105766866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She helped me vote in our primaries today!  Everyone at the precinct just loved her....she got about a million "I voted!" stickers.  She helped me push the buttons, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to instill civic responsibility in her, and I'm making it a priority to take her with me to do important things like voting. Apathy is unacceptable, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for wee compatriots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8479879030700625679?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8479879030700625679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8479879030700625679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8479879030700625679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8479879030700625679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-great-little-citizen.html' title='What a great little citizen!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SKH3zJm6t9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fOTusqPRQNA/s72-c/voting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6373790168079293893</id><published>2008-08-09T23:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T23:53:37.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush at the Olympics=Comedy Gold</title><content type='html'>I can't stop laughing.  I love him in the stands with his American flag waving madly, I love him playing volleyball with Kerri Walsh and Misty May-Treanor, I loved him chit-chatting with The Poot (Putin) in the stands during the opening ceremonies.  I want him to be the new Olympic mascot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://olympics.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/08/09/bush-enjoys-time-with-us-athletes/"&gt;http://olympics.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/08/09/bush-enjoys-time-with-us-athletes/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6373790168079293893?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6373790168079293893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6373790168079293893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6373790168079293893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6373790168079293893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/bush-at-olympicscomedy-gold.html' title='Bush at the Olympics=Comedy Gold'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2280567744067031064</id><published>2008-08-09T10:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:11:09.689-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Glorious, kind, always on time...pearls on a string</title><content type='html'>If anyone embodies that Ryan Adams' song, it's my friend &lt;a href="http://glamorosi.blogspot.com/2008/08/glamorinky-friday-18.html"&gt;Glamorosi.&lt;/a&gt;  She is truly beautiful, inside and out.  And she makes the most fantastic jewelry--she has a real talent.  I love her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's holding a contest, called Glamorinky Friday, and for this particular contest she will custom design a piece of jewelry based around the winner's answer.  Go check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://glamorosi.blogspot.com/2008/08/glamorinky-friday-18.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://glamorosi.blogspot.com/2008/08/glamorinky-friday-18.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do poke around and look at her jewelry...it's pretty spectacular.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2280567744067031064?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2280567744067031064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2280567744067031064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2280567744067031064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2280567744067031064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/glorious-kind-always-on-timepearls-on.html' title='Glorious, kind, always on time...pearls on a string'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2903306376615717392</id><published>2008-08-06T23:07:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:23:16.317-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to do a helluva curl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJqGHdQvS1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TDjf3BuMvkc/s1600-h/banana_split.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJqGHdQvS1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TDjf3BuMvkc/s320/banana_split.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231641379816295250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at a Dairy Queen when I was in high school, and I used to be able to do a pretty darn good curl (you know, the loop-de-loo thingy on the top of the ice cream).  I wonder if I could pull one off now? I bet I could.  That sort of amazing talent never really leaves you, I reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho!  If you are in the mood for a tasty ice cream treat, hit your local Dairy Queen on Thursday, August 7th.  DQ is donating the proceeds from all Blizzards sold to the Children's Miracle Network!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miracletreatday.com/"&gt;http://www.miracletreatday.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should at least, like,  halve your guilt from mega yummy Blizzard consumption, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below, an example of a substandard curl.  Whoever made this ice cream should be ASHAMED.  Awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJqGfFJ4qpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QEEb7W2H0IY/s1600-h/2498531773_c052219910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJqGfFJ4qpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QEEb7W2H0IY/s320/2498531773_c052219910.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231641785661958802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2903306376615717392?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2903306376615717392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2903306376615717392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2903306376615717392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2903306376615717392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-used-to-be-able-to-do-helluva-curl.html' title='I used to do a helluva curl!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJqGHdQvS1I/AAAAAAAAAG4/TDjf3BuMvkc/s72-c/banana_split.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3038775660854476637</id><published>2008-08-06T19:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:42:32.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My feet are singing!</title><content type='html'>I went to a new spa today, Aspen Grove Salon and Spa, and had a sublime foot treatment!  Linsey, my nail tech, was fantastic!  She did a great job, but beyond that, she was so sweet and personable.  She was great to talk to, but she was also in tune to my mood as well--she would quietly go about her work if she could tell I wanted to silently bliss out in the massage chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the treatment itself....wow.  It lasted an hour and 15 minutes!  I feel so pampered.  I went for the deluxe pedicure, but they also have a basic $35 pedi, too.  Next time, I would LOVE to try the ionic foot bath--combine that with some reflexology and OMG you'd have to carry me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the allure of this spa is the ambiance; beautiful wood furniture, doors, and chair rails, soothing paint colors on the walls, complimentary wine &amp;amp; beer while you are getting treatments, a nice musical playlist in the background, etc.  It looks like a place where you'd expect to drop a lot of dough, but from what I could tell, their prices seem fairly comparable to other places around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have cute purple toesies, which I am sure will make my husband happy since I opted for purple nail polish instead of purple highlights in my hair-- which is what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aspen Grove Salon and Spa, thank you for a lovely afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3038775660854476637?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3038775660854476637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3038775660854476637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3038775660854476637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3038775660854476637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-feet-are-singing.html' title='My feet are singing!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2383580201043026248</id><published>2008-08-04T19:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T19:27:03.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Paperdoll Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/paperdoll-frock-giveaway.html"&gt;Paperdoll Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the clean simplicity of this dress....adding fancy schmancy shoes or tights could give it any look you wanted.  Super cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2383580201043026248?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/08/paperdoll-frock-giveaway.html' title='Paperdoll Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2383580201043026248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2383580201043026248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2383580201043026248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2383580201043026248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/paperdoll-frock-giveaway.html' title='Paperdoll Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3950217685446802362</id><published>2008-08-03T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:19:10.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Popcorn Bloomer and Blouse GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/07/popcorn-bloomer-blouse-giveaway.html"&gt;Popcorn Bloomer and Blouse GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin just had a baby girl, and I would LOVE to win this &amp;amp; give it to her!  *closes eyes and wishes very hard*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3950217685446802362?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/07/popcorn-bloomer-blouse-giveaway.html' title='Popcorn Bloomer and Blouse GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3950217685446802362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3950217685446802362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3950217685446802362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3950217685446802362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/popcorn-bloomer-and-blouse-giveaway.html' title='Popcorn Bloomer and Blouse GIVEAWAY !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4022107395354498862</id><published>2008-08-02T19:54:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:36.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"When I got my library card, that was when my life began"~ Rita Mae Brown ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJUSu8rnOGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YBzv5DwAyBc/s1600-h/purdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJUSu8rnOGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YBzv5DwAyBc/s320/purdy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230107140033034338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about twice a year or so, maybe a bit less than that, a group of friends and I do a book swap.  We each get a buddy and buy them books we think they'd enjoy based on their favorite genres and books they've read &amp;amp; enjoyed in the past.  There are usually several different categories, including fiction, nonfiction, wildcard (anything you fancy to buy), wishlist, etc.  It's always so much fun to pick out books for someone else that I usually forget to look forward to what I might be getting.  So I was pretty floored today when I got the book box to end all book boxes! My book swap buddy went above and beyond.  The only "bad" part is trying to decide what to read first.....I'm thinking Myths To Live By, but The Tao Of Willie is calling to me, too.  On the other hand, The Good Fairies of New York looks great.  Auch, you see my dilemma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4022107395354498862?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4022107395354498862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4022107395354498862' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4022107395354498862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4022107395354498862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/when-i-got-my-library-card-that-was.html' title='&quot;When I got my library card, that was when my life began&quot;~ Rita Mae Brown ~'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJUSu8rnOGI/AAAAAAAAAGw/YBzv5DwAyBc/s72-c/purdy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3250960243854951765</id><published>2008-08-02T15:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, you're a beauty, aren't you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVdz23NPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MPeNZW1qm6g/s1600-h/cherrybomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVdz23NPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MPeNZW1qm6g/s320/cherrybomb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230039775397229810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVejwxWmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DDeAQIGneR4/s1600-h/chile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVejwxWmI/AAAAAAAAAGg/DDeAQIGneR4/s320/chile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230039788256582242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVfDCXjbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6w-gOThLH7Q/s1600-h/tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVfDCXjbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/6w-gOThLH7Q/s320/tomato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230039796651888050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have some stuff happenin' in my garden! And hail has not destroyed anything (yet, please knock on wood and throw salt and whatever else you can think of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be overflowing with 'maters and peppers.  Which is a good thing, yes? Yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3250960243854951765?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3250960243854951765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3250960243854951765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3250960243854951765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3250960243854951765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-youre-beauty-arent-you.html' title='Oh, you&apos;re a beauty, aren&apos;t you?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SJTVdz23NPI/AAAAAAAAAGY/MPeNZW1qm6g/s72-c/cherrybomb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4099897066544160031</id><published>2008-08-02T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:16:57.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Waffle House?</title><content type='html'>More like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt; House! Ba dum dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid Rock may be a douche, but he has great taste in greasy breakfast joints, I'll give him that.  I haven't been to a Waffle House in years and years, and I'd been reading some scary things about them on the interwebz, but holy smokes our local Waffle House rules!  Full disclosure:  I looooove greasy spoons, so I'm predisposed towards the short order cook types of places.  If you're looking for asparagus &amp;amp; salmon eggs benedict, you aren't gonna find it at WH. But if you want a fried egg, some bacon &amp;amp; hashbrowns-- look no further! And hey, if you're going.....could you come pick me up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4099897066544160031?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4099897066544160031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4099897066544160031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4099897066544160031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4099897066544160031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/waffle-house.html' title='Waffle House?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3454417543967247701</id><published>2008-08-02T10:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:06:15.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yep, she's her daddy's girl alright</title><content type='html'>"Daddy, can you smell my fart?" *laughs hysterically*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3454417543967247701?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3454417543967247701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3454417543967247701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3454417543967247701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3454417543967247701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/yep-shes-her-daddys-girl-alright.html' title='Yep, she&apos;s her daddy&apos;s girl alright'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3132734512772273602</id><published>2008-08-01T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:37:07.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fields of Gold Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/07/fields-of-gold-frock-giveaway.html"&gt;Fields of Gold Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, this dress is super pretty...yellow is a color that looks good on Lila, but we don't have a lot of yellow clothes for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3132734512772273602?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2008/07/fields-of-gold-frock-giveaway.html' title='Fields of Gold Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3132734512772273602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3132734512772273602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3132734512772273602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3132734512772273602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/fields-of-gold-frock-giveaway.html' title='Fields of Gold Frock GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6602251680916290845</id><published>2008-08-01T10:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:20:24.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super cute bows, and a giveaway!</title><content type='html'>Go to this blog to enter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ashmorefamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school-free-bloggy-give-away.html"&gt;http://ashmorefamily.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school-free-bloggy-give-away.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bows are ADORABLE.  I love the camo &amp;amp; the rebel the mostest. Can't you just imagine Lila's cute little head with one of them on it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6602251680916290845?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6602251680916290845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6602251680916290845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6602251680916290845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6602251680916290845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-cute-bows-and-giveaway.html' title='Super cute bows, and a giveaway!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5063831267881889252</id><published>2008-08-01T00:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:21:56.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's late, and I'm tired</title><content type='html'>I should be off in dreamland right now.  I'm sleepy and my allergies have been treating me roughly today...my soft pillow is calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.  But, there's an X-Files rerun on SciFi. And I have a sleeping, snoring beagle on my lap.  And tomorrow is Friday, after all, which is practically the weekend and I can catch up on sleep then, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a lovely dilemma to have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5063831267881889252?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5063831267881889252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5063831267881889252' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5063831267881889252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5063831267881889252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-late-and-im-tired.html' title='It&apos;s late, and I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8596950522862209923</id><published>2008-07-27T11:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T13:42:26.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Olympics are coming, the Olympics are coming!</title><content type='html'>Poor Justin.  I'm sure he's already dreading it.  Not that he hates the Olympics....I'm sure he likes them just fine.  What he does dread is having 290384323 hours of Olympics' coverage on our DVR.  It's gonna be worse than when a tennis Grand Slam is on (he thought Wimbledon lasted a month, I kid you not, because of how much tennis I watched).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, however, am super duper excited!  I love the Olympics.  Bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8596950522862209923?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8596950522862209923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8596950522862209923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8596950522862209923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8596950522862209923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/olympics-are-coming-olympics-are-coming.html' title='The Olympics are coming, the Olympics are coming!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2573555489050319931</id><published>2008-07-25T13:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:38.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's got skillz</title><content type='html'>We went out for sushi this afternoon and Lila rocked it with the chopsticks. She seemed to like the crab the best, although the avocado roll was a hit, too. I think Justin would be overjoyed if sushi became her favorite food...any excuse for a sushi dinner, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2Em-ehI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hbZQMO1cut0/s1600-h/sushi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2Em-ehI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hbZQMO1cut0/s320/sushi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227041824001915410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2UHpA6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/bpYdJmWOGSo/s1600-h/sushi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2UHpA6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/bpYdJmWOGSo/s320/sushi2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227041828165452706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2ZiazaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DOQQ9Qw36-I/s1600-h/sushi3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2ZiazaI/AAAAAAAAAFc/DOQQ9Qw36-I/s320/sushi3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227041829619944866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2pSEKCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ed0b09u-cUk/s1600-h/sushi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2pSEKCI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ed0b09u-cUk/s320/sushi4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227041833846319138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2573555489050319931?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2573555489050319931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2573555489050319931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2573555489050319931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2573555489050319931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/shes-got-skillz.html' title='She&apos;s got skillz'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIou2Em-ehI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hbZQMO1cut0/s72-c/sushi1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7121987955115758887</id><published>2008-07-25T13:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:38.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Rockies!</title><content type='html'>We went to a baseball game with my dad this Wednesday and had so much fun! Lila ate a ton of peanuts; I think that was totally the best part for her. She was concentrating so hard on shelling them....she's a cheap date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have great memories of going to Dodger Stadium with my dad when I was wee, and I hope Lila will make some similar ones. Yay for America's past time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIota-oMWII/AAAAAAAAAEs/50vypwgm2Q8/s1600-h/baseball5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIota-oMWII/AAAAAAAAAEs/50vypwgm2Q8/s320/baseball5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227040259028310146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIota6PP0JI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eZhjzCoRh7s/s1600-h/baseball3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIota6PP0JI/AAAAAAAAAE0/eZhjzCoRh7s/s320/baseball3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227040257849938066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIotbHy_mkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tDqZmY8ZkEA/s1600-h/baseball2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIotbHy_mkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/tDqZmY8ZkEA/s320/baseball2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227040261489531458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIotbHVkHMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pNdQsoBGZ-M/s1600-h/baseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIotbHVkHMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/pNdQsoBGZ-M/s320/baseball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227040261366095042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7121987955115758887?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7121987955115758887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7121987955115758887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7121987955115758887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7121987955115758887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/go-rockies.html' title='Go Rockies!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIota-oMWII/AAAAAAAAAEs/50vypwgm2Q8/s72-c/baseball5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2121870125148874795</id><published>2008-07-21T16:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:39.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear and Beagle dog go for a hike</title><content type='html'>Even though it was hotter than Hades today, I thought it would be a good idea to go for a hike. In the sweltering hot weather. When I HATE hate hate being hot. But we had a really good time anyway! I think it helps to know you have a car that will blast wonderful A/C on you when you're done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L  wanted to go down the steepest trail we could find....and she rocked it the whole way.  Good job, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUK8x_iYrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ykkucWrara4/s1600-h/banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUK8x_iYrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ykkucWrara4/s320/banana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225594981961589426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUKW123KFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IdqQGuqqyCg/s1600-h/beagledog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUKW123KFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/IdqQGuqqyCg/s320/beagledog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225594330163914834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUKZKhn6EI/AAAAAAAAAEc/STHN8w6h-Ds/s1600-h/rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUKZKhn6EI/AAAAAAAAAEc/STHN8w6h-Ds/s320/rocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225594370071717954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2121870125148874795?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2121870125148874795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2121870125148874795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2121870125148874795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2121870125148874795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/bear-and-beagle-dog-go-for-hike.html' title='Bear and Beagle dog go for a hike'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SIUK8x_iYrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ykkucWrara4/s72-c/banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5779727994368355128</id><published>2008-07-19T09:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:23:44.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo Gabba Gabba!, coolest show ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-03865602621054376 visible" href="http://youtube.com/v/R9PqjMSNfkU"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/R9PqjMSNfkU" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/R9PqjMSNfkU" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love this show.  It's a kid's tv show, but I love watching it, too.  The episode I saw the other day had the Aquabats performing! I saw them live, many many moons ago....at the Ogden, I think?  Yeah, I think I saw them at the Ogden.  Biz Markie was on an episode last week, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Yo Gabba Gabba! rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5779727994368355128?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5779727994368355128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5779727994368355128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5779727994368355128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5779727994368355128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/yo-gabba-gabba-party-in-my-tummy.html' title='Yo Gabba Gabba!, coolest show ever'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-1766527928233734691</id><published>2008-07-16T14:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:39.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration, in the form of Helen Mirren</title><content type='html'>I can't get over how freakin' amazing she looks. Homegirl is 63 years old, and rockin' this bikini like nobody's business. Helen, you are an inspiration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-1035510/Helen-Mirren-bikini-queen-reigns-supreme-63.html"&gt;Link to story and more pictures.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SH5hRL4xvKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/C1WrTZFk2lg/s1600-h/helenmirren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SH5hRL4xvKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/C1WrTZFk2lg/s320/helenmirren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223719565672955042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-1766527928233734691?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1766527928233734691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=1766527928233734691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1766527928233734691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1766527928233734691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/inspiration-in-form-of-helen-mirren.html' title='Inspiration, in the form of Helen Mirren'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SH5hRL4xvKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/C1WrTZFk2lg/s72-c/helenmirren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2076855643789093318</id><published>2008-07-13T16:58:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:39.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been almost a year, WTF!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHqI7imhYFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nIG8NP_Wwg4/s1600-h/scots_bikes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHqI7imhYFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nIG8NP_Wwg4/s320/scots_bikes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222637274371547218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been almost one year since Paris.  How in wild woolly hell did that happen!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  I miss my BFFFFFFFF.  Luckily, she's coming to visit in less than 2 months.  I can't freakin' wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rula Bula.  Best Paris bar filled with drunk Scots &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHqpoJBf1cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/an8QXxc3iQI/s1600-h/rulabula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHqpoJBf1cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/an8QXxc3iQI/s320/rulabula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222673224971572674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2076855643789093318?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2076855643789093318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2076855643789093318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2076855643789093318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2076855643789093318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-almost-year-wtf.html' title='It&apos;s been almost a year, WTF!?!?!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHqI7imhYFI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nIG8NP_Wwg4/s72-c/scots_bikes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6188140478325943801</id><published>2008-07-12T10:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:41.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Train Museum is pretty darn cool</title><content type='html'>Kidlet and I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.crrm.org/"&gt;Colorado Railroad Museum&lt;/a&gt; yesterday! It was the first time for both of us, and I thought it was really neat. Trains, and the history of railroads in this country, are interesting to me. Like, starting back in the 1880s, Colorado Midland Railroad had a wildflower excursion train that took people up to the beautiful Colorado mountain fields that were brimming with wildflowers...and they actually had photo processing equipment and a darkroom on the train so that the people could buy pictures of their trip when they got back to the station. Starting back in the 19th century, this was--I had no idea that gimmick had started all the way back then! Good old USA capitalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Bear picked out her own outfit yesterday.  She's so cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhsCeRQlI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZH1Vp8bS1QU/s1600-h/traintracks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhsCeRQlI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZH1Vp8bS1QU/s320/traintracks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171914630414930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhh4nnjJI/AAAAAAAAADA/lrzFE351qAE/s1600-h/little_engineer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhh4nnjJI/AAAAAAAAADA/lrzFE351qAE/s320/little_engineer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171740186578066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhiJyrhBI/AAAAAAAAADI/ebQLLjDwGUc/s1600-h/little_engineer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhiJyrhBI/AAAAAAAAADI/ebQLLjDwGUc/s320/little_engineer2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171744796378130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhig87alI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yngyn65hs2I/s1600-h/train1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhig87alI/AAAAAAAAADQ/yngyn65hs2I/s320/train1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171751013378642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhjM8V2QI/AAAAAAAAADY/AbxfQhqvDdc/s1600-h/train2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhjM8V2QI/AAAAAAAAADY/AbxfQhqvDdc/s320/train2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171762822076674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhjgm3bmI/AAAAAAAAADg/whf0nQYkLew/s1600-h/train3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhjgm3bmI/AAAAAAAAADg/whf0nQYkLew/s320/train3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222171768100712034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6188140478325943801?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6188140478325943801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6188140478325943801' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6188140478325943801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6188140478325943801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/train-museum-is-pretty-darn-cool.html' title='The Train Museum is pretty darn cool'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHjhsCeRQlI/AAAAAAAAADo/ZH1Vp8bS1QU/s72-c/traintracks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-6607163991994260382</id><published>2008-07-09T14:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:41.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what PMS made me do</title><content type='html'>PMS hormones can really, really mess with me. I can be sweet and happy one minute, and screaming &amp;amp; crying the next. My emotions feel out of control, and they yo-yo like crazy. Not fun times, for me or for anyone in my vicinity. So. My hormones have been wreaking havoc with me the last few days, and today seems to be the culmination. Specifically, the summit happened in the Target parking lot. I was having a full on meltdown, completely losing my cool. The only thing I could think to do was chop all my hair off (why this was my first response, I don't know). I really wanted to go home, take a pair of scissors, and start hacking......thankfully, I came to my senses, and went to a salon instead. I'm super happy with the result (can't tell so well in the pics, but loads of layers and razored hair framing my face). Now, does anybody have any chocolate?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHUeAfHEuqI/AAAAAAAAACw/rWri91tqNJ8/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHUeAfHEuqI/AAAAAAAAACw/rWri91tqNJ8/s320/hair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221112336705960610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHUeApaeqLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/L_3Eq0s3_8w/s1600-h/hair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHUeApaeqLI/AAAAAAAAAC4/L_3Eq0s3_8w/s320/hair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221112339471706290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-6607163991994260382?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6607163991994260382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=6607163991994260382' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6607163991994260382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/6607163991994260382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/look-what-pms-made-me-do.html' title='Look what PMS made me do'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHUeAfHEuqI/AAAAAAAAACw/rWri91tqNJ8/s72-c/hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-1203092295071127796</id><published>2008-07-06T13:21:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:43.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar Hill Cemetery</title><content type='html'>For a kid, what spells F-U-N like a day at the cemetery?  Nothing, that's what! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my kiddo to &lt;a href="http://www.douglas.co.us/community/historic/Cedar_Hill_Cemetery.html"&gt;Cedar Hill Cemetery&lt;/a&gt; today, to walk around and look at gravestones and take pictures. I had fun, and I think Lila did too....it was pretty and she could run around and there were flowers and bugs for her to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of old city founders and pioneers buried there, and some neat grave markers, too. I saw a few that were fashioned to look like trees, which is very cool. I really liked those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was farting around with the camera, and here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEfBNqj-jI/AAAAAAAAACg/JwvTrYxp9tQ/s1600-h/treemarker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEfBNqj-jI/AAAAAAAAACg/JwvTrYxp9tQ/s320/treemarker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219987548807625266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                        Tree-shaped gravestones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEfBne1_9I/AAAAAAAAACo/0GQXP8acQ6g/s1600-h/treemarker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEfBne1_9I/AAAAAAAAACo/0GQXP8acQ6g/s320/treemarker2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219987555737796562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEeNhAqZhI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bc1KpFTU-QQ/s1600-h/pedro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEeNhAqZhI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bc1KpFTU-QQ/s320/pedro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219986660647396882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    A gravesite for a little Mexican boy who died around the turn of the 20th century                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEeONqPzLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dzPWauLoPLE/s1600-h/sharp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEeONqPzLI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dzPWauLoPLE/s320/sharp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219986672632974514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdm3zE4PI/AAAAAAAAABY/xtPtFI-EZDM/s1600-h/2trees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdm3zE4PI/AAAAAAAAABY/xtPtFI-EZDM/s320/2trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219985996749529330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdnjqvtFI/AAAAAAAAABg/93FLW3VRMJo/s1600-h/cemetery1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdnjqvtFI/AAAAAAAAABg/93FLW3VRMJo/s320/cemetery1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219986008525747282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdowv724I/AAAAAAAAABo/ziQ0JfALszE/s1600-h/cemetery2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdowv724I/AAAAAAAAABo/ziQ0JfALszE/s320/cemetery2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219986029217045378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdpSmcDGI/AAAAAAAAABw/7vzALua_tkQ/s1600-h/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdpSmcDGI/AAAAAAAAABw/7vzALua_tkQ/s320/flowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219986038304017506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                    Pretty flowers growing on a gravesite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEdqOM5pzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B8Ts_9_zAx8/s1600-h/lila.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-1203092295071127796?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/1203092295071127796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=1203092295071127796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1203092295071127796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/1203092295071127796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/cedar-hill-cemetery.html' title='Cedar Hill Cemetery'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SHEfBNqj-jI/AAAAAAAAACg/JwvTrYxp9tQ/s72-c/treemarker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3386984446463152967</id><published>2008-07-04T10:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:43.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neat-o Aural Find</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SG5R3Ce49ZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3VE41vnTKs0/s1600-h/week_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SG5R3Ce49ZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3VE41vnTKs0/s320/week_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219199024170071442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled on this site yesterday, and oh my hive, it's super duper cool.  I've already downloaded a TON of MP3s and put them onto cds for Little Bear.   The people that put together the site have compiled, just, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so many &lt;/span&gt;old children's record recordings from the 1940s and 1950s.  Gene Autry, Rosemary Clooney, so many classic songs and stories and tales, etc.....really an amazing archive of old records.  And it's all free to download!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this site.  &lt;a href="http://www.kiddierecords.com/"&gt;Kiddie Records&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3386984446463152967?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3386984446463152967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3386984446463152967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3386984446463152967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3386984446463152967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/neat-o-aural-find.html' title='Neat-o Aural Find'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SG5R3Ce49ZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/3VE41vnTKs0/s72-c/week_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3377722453842758592</id><published>2008-06-27T16:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T16:05:51.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Icee &amp; Wall-E</title><content type='html'>They make a fine combo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bear and I went to the talkies today; it was Bear's first time at a movie theater!  She loved the whole experience, especially the shared Icee and popcorn. &lt;!--emo&amp;:grin:--&gt;&lt;img src="http://bdbb.rapidboards.com/html/emoticons/grin.gif" style="vertical-align: middle;" alt="grin.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;!--endemo--&gt; ( I shouldn't have had any popcorn--it tastes good, but movie theater popcorn always makes me ill--I think it's the oil they use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was.....wow. The message (can't believe they went there with a "kid's" movie but am so glad they did) was dark and timely and right smack dab on. Very, very good. It's not too dark for kids, but grown ups will get the darker stuff. A little touch that I loved: the credits rolled over a bunch of stills of the movie characters, done in various art styles--I saw Impressionism, sketch, Atari block-y ET/Pitfall style, tile mosaic, watercolor, etc....it was neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking you want to see this movie, I encourage you to do so.  I loved it, and so did she---it totally works on so many different levels.  Pixar have truly outdone themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3377722453842758592?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3377722453842758592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3377722453842758592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3377722453842758592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3377722453842758592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/icee-wall-e.html' title='Icee &amp; Wall-E'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-7184575738254573976</id><published>2008-06-21T21:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T22:50:21.629-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh. I love Alltop.</title><content type='html'>I have been wasting so much time the last several days browsing around &lt;a href="http://alltop.com/"&gt;Alltop.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much fun; try it.  Click on a subject that interests you.  You'll get addicted, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just added a &lt;a href="http://tennis.alltop.com/"&gt;tennis section&lt;/a&gt; and I couldn't be happier about it.  I've been reading tennis related blogs entries and articles all night.  Tennis gossip is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://womenwhoserve.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-shes-not-cryingthen-i-did-not-do-my.html"&gt;And hey Justin Gimelstob&lt;/a&gt;--newsflash, you douchelord, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Anna Kournikova would ever, ever have sex with you.  I mean&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; really.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And you know he's so vicious about her because he has to hate her before she can say (or even think really hard) "I'd never sleep with you".  He's totally that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-7184575738254573976?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7184575738254573976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=7184575738254573976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7184575738254573976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/7184575738254573976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigh-i-love-alltop.html' title='Sigh. I love Alltop.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8747942242961401695</id><published>2008-06-20T20:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:18:59.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My man got a promotion!</title><content type='html'>He's kicked &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt; at work lately, and totally stepped in when there was a big crisis a few weeks ago and pretty much single-handedly got things under control.  He kicked SO much ass, in fact, that the big shots decided to offer him a raise and a promotion...a pretty substantial raise, and a very substantial promotion.  He really rocked it, and they all knew it. Congratulations baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gushing, but I can't help it.  I'm super, really, extra proud of him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8747942242961401695?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8747942242961401695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8747942242961401695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8747942242961401695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8747942242961401695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-man-got-promotion.html' title='My man got a promotion!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-3601916442510030964</id><published>2008-06-19T10:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:26:24.505-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Universe</title><content type='html'>We're all family here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2008/06/080618-meteor-earth.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.nationalgeographic.com/news/2008/06/080618-meteor-earth.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is so awesome.  That word is overused, and I'm guilty of overusing it, too---but in this case, I really truly mean it.  This is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of life's raw ingredients may have originated in space, says a new analysis of an Australian meteorite that adds more fuel to the controversial theory. Researchers discovered the organic molecules uracil and xanthine in the meteorite and confirmed they could not have formed on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  These molecules, called nucleobases, are precursors to DNA, a set of genetic instructions for organisms on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Emergent life systems may have adopted nucleobases from meteoritic fragments for use in an early and primitive genetic material, enabling them to pass on their successful features to the next generations," said study leader Zita Martins of Imperial College London.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;We have cousins out there, roaming amongst the stars.  Molecules, sure, but who knows where else they've been seeded, and what those seeds have grown into? Shivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-3601916442510030964?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3601916442510030964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=3601916442510030964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3601916442510030964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/3601916442510030964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/welcome-to-universe.html' title='Welcome to the Universe'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2367363131007289341</id><published>2008-06-17T14:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:46:38.644-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I'm a finalist!</title><content type='html'>Well, alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email this morning informing me that an essay I wrote is in contention for a grand prize trip for 4 to either Disneyland or World. WOW! I pretty much entered on a whim.  I really want to take Lila to Disneyland, so I've been entering any and all Disney trip sweeps that I can find.  But, I usually stay away from essay contests because I feel like my writing skills are not up to par.  Since this sweep was for a trip to Disney, I decided to give it a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to where the finalist entries will be posted, although they aren't up yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coolcookie.com/0806/ourpicks_disney.asp"&gt;http://www.coolcookie.com/0806/ourpicks_disney.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is cliche,  but honestly, I'm happy just to have been chosen as a finalist.  It has built my confidence for essay contests and I think I'll be entering them more.  That said.....think good thoughts that the judges pick me and I can take my kid to The Mouse House!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2367363131007289341?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2367363131007289341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2367363131007289341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2367363131007289341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2367363131007289341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-im-finalist.html' title='Hey, I&apos;m a finalist!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5682027623575310008</id><published>2008-06-16T17:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T17:07:12.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dog Mechanic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Z-QiU1pPx-M' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Z-QiU1pPx-M'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wegman Dogs are the best! I love this and I can't stop watching it.  It totally makes me laugh; the washer fluid, the fan belt, the dogs' expressions....high-larious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5682027623575310008?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5682027623575310008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5682027623575310008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5682027623575310008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5682027623575310008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog-mechanic.html' title='Dog Mechanic'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5494691283689023611</id><published>2008-06-16T13:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:43.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you know who this man is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFbF9CKE3LI/AAAAAAAAABE/QQ0yXxq_BHE/s1600-h/pfister.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFbF9CKE3LI/AAAAAAAAABE/QQ0yXxq_BHE/s320/pfister.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212571271069752498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Pfister, king among men.  Or something.  He's a World's Strongest Man dude, and he's hardcore.&lt;br /&gt;I highly, highly recommend watching a World's Strongest Man marathon on a lazy weekend day.  It's the cure for what ails you, especially if what ails you is a hangover.  (Greasy food helps, too. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Pfister, master of the Fingle Fingers and the keg toss. My hat is off to you, sir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5494691283689023611?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5494691283689023611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5494691283689023611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5494691283689023611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5494691283689023611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/do-you-know-who-this-man-is.html' title='Do you know who this man is?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFbF9CKE3LI/AAAAAAAAABE/QQ0yXxq_BHE/s72-c/pfister.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-2250165895708908483</id><published>2008-06-16T13:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:34:21.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I lead a charmed life</title><content type='html'>I feel so incredibly lucky and blessed, and I'm trying to remember to give thanks every day for the wonderful life I have.  I have a beautiful, funny, exceptional child, a husband who loves me and treats me well and who I love dearly in return, family and friends that I cherish, I get to stay home with my kid, there are beagles snoring on the floor beside me.....everything is grand.  I wish our closest friends lived closer, and I'd like to travel more, but damn....life is so.good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-2250165895708908483?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2250165895708908483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=2250165895708908483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2250165895708908483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/2250165895708908483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-lead-charmed-life.html' title='I lead a charmed life'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-5590925708395449400</id><published>2008-06-16T13:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:43.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giant Microbes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa8e0ASfII/AAAAAAAAAA0/Vgkzj4Jziy4/s1600-h/fat-cell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa8e0ASfII/AAAAAAAAAA0/Vgkzj4Jziy4/s320/fat-cell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212560856269880450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god I love these!  They are so, so cute.  I bought the brain cell one for a friend who just got her MBA, and I so wish that I had a reason to buy a whole array of them, for myself or as a gift for someone else.  I want them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fat cell plushie is so apropos for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giantmicrobes.com"&gt;http://www.giantmicrobes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-5590925708395449400?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/5590925708395449400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=5590925708395449400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5590925708395449400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/5590925708395449400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/giant-microbes.html' title='Giant Microbes'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa8e0ASfII/AAAAAAAAAA0/Vgkzj4Jziy4/s72-c/fat-cell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-4886231579632362020</id><published>2008-06-16T13:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T05:06:44.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some recent pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa6h1lgD6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hur7fZgb0is/s1600-h/lila_dance_2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa6h1lgD6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hur7fZgb0is/s320/lila_dance_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212558709210746786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lila, in her first dance recital costume, May 2008&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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa51hUH9MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a8drjJa4wlo/s1600-h/daddy_lila_sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa51hUH9MI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a8drjJa4wlo/s320/daddy_lila_sunset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212557947854910658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and Lila, Hawaii, November 2007&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-4886231579632362020?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/4886231579632362020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=4886231579632362020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4886231579632362020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/4886231579632362020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-recent-pictures.html' title='Some recent pictures'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLXqIdN2Lao/SFa6h1lgD6I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hur7fZgb0is/s72-c/lila_dance_2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-8921849277444423736</id><published>2008-06-16T12:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T13:03:28.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Block Party!</title><content type='html'>Woo! It's kind of sad, how excited I am for a neighborhood block party. Our street is throwing a 4th of July block party, and I'm super psyched about it!  There are a TON of kids on our street, so I want to set up some stuff at our house that will be fun.  I'm thinking a bunch of sidewalk chalk, bubbles, and.....maybe some kind of yard game?  I don't know.  Our front yard is sloped so that might be difficult.  We'll haul out some lawn chairs, a grill, and a cooler full of drinks and I think we have some tiki torches that we can light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Block Party!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-8921849277444423736?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8921849277444423736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=8921849277444423736' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8921849277444423736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/8921849277444423736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/block-party.html' title='Block Party!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6366105331287302374.post-9134747911815617955</id><published>2008-06-16T12:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:57:57.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the blogosphere!</title><content type='html'>Not that I've been missed or anything, but I'm back.  I thought I'd give blogging a go again...why not, right?  This will be my place to update on what's going on with our family, share random musings, and blather about whatever strikes my fancy....hopefully on a somewhat consistent basis.  Here we go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6366105331287302374-9134747911815617955?l=snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/9134747911815617955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6366105331287302374&amp;postID=9134747911815617955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/9134747911815617955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6366105331287302374/posts/default/9134747911815617955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snapshotsandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-in-blogosphere.html' title='Back in the blogosphere!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13043288330845163016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
