<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650</id><updated>2009-11-21T16:28:09.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris' Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>Just some things I find interesting.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-1914562015528644060</id><published>2009-11-19T11:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:48:16.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My advice to college Freshman</title><content type='html'>I have posted a new entry in my Tech blog about advice to college freshmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it &lt;a href="http://cmcurtintech.blogspot.com/2009/11/advice-for-college-freshman.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-1914562015528644060?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-2673325225819185383</id><published>2009-11-18T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:36:19.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you teach a 15 year old about programming?</title><content type='html'>I posted my thoughts on this over on &lt;a href="http://cmcurtintech.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-would-you-teach-15-year-old.html"&gt;my Technology blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-2673325225819185383?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/2673325225819185383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=2673325225819185383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2673325225819185383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2673325225819185383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-would-you-teach-15-year-old-about.html' title='What would you teach a 15 year old about programming?'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-7659307570595591402</id><published>2009-11-16T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T21:20:22.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Wish List</title><content type='html'>Most people have an &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/registry.html?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;type=wishlist&amp;amp;id=21CV4F0PNPER"&gt;Amazon wish list&lt;/a&gt;. Pretty cool way of letting others know what you would like for a birthday, Christmas etc. It is also pretty handy to remind yourself of things you'd like to buy, but without the financial disaster of buying it when you find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest problem has always been that there is a lot of stuff you'd like that you can't get from Amazon. Well, they've addressed that problem with their 'universal wish list' feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is pretty cool. Basically you have a 'favorite' in your browser that runs some JavaScript when you are on a page you'd like to add to your wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding the favorite is easy. Create a wish list in Amazon, then on the left side look for the 'universal wish list' link and follow the directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, &lt;a href="http://www.foxresto.com/"&gt;Fox Mustang Restoration&lt;/a&gt; doesn't have a wish list feature. So I navigate to the page of the item I would like for the &lt;a href="http://84caprirs.blogspot.com"&gt;Capri&lt;/a&gt;, select the 'Add to Wish List' favorite in Firefox. Amazon then displays a popup for you to pick the picture of the item, change the description and add the price. Hit 'save' and then 'save' again on the Amazon page and your item is added to the wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buying from the wish list is a little more difficult, but not much. When your friend buys something, the select the 'Shop This Store' button on the wish list, then submit their email address so the item can be marked as 'bought'. So no duplicates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually think Amazon missed the UI on this. What they should have done was opened the link in an iFrame, and put a 'yes I bought this' link in a toolbar above the linked-to page.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-7659307570595591402?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/7659307570595591402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=7659307570595591402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/7659307570595591402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/7659307570595591402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/universal-wish-list.html' title='Universal Wish List'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-4300528414308811549</id><published>2009-11-07T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:58:13.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom remodeling sucks</title><content type='html'>We started our bathroom remodel over 6 weeks ago. The contractor (who is a family friend) did a great job, leaving me to do some of the basic stuff. Like painting, installing new faucets etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 weeks later, we still can't use our bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow did this thing get out of control fast. Painting took 2 weeks because kid commitments didn't allow me to work on it for more than a few hours each weekend. Now that the walls have color I started changing out the faucets. What a total cluster- this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that our builder decided to use some unknown-name sinks in the house. Which don't have overflows and have the drains almost 1/2" wider than a normal sink. So after installing the new drain, it leaks. After taking it apart 3 times, cleaning the sealing areas, tightening as tight as I can etc. I went to Home Depot. And Lowe's. Neither has no-overflow drains. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go online. I can find them, but for $110 each. Screw that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I've packed the holes with plumber's putty, but we'll see if that helps once it dries. Probably not with my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nothing else got done today. All day with the stupid drains. Plus kid activities of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-4300528414308811549?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/4300528414308811549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=4300528414308811549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4300528414308811549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4300528414308811549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/bathroom-remodeling-sucks.html' title='Bathroom remodeling sucks'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-2142273317099887567</id><published>2009-11-05T20:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:55:26.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween pictures</title><content type='html'>So what if it was a week ago? I finally was able to upload some pictures of the kids from Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rainy, chilly night, so lot a lot of fun for a Saturday Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2690/4079464938_2b73e4481c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2690/4079464938_2b73e4481c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He left the costume on for about 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2622/4079463756_cd64cbc923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2622/4079463756_cd64cbc923.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meghan was too old/cool to go out, so she stayed home and handed out candy. No idea why there is an Edward in my foyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2649/4078704593_de0245c0b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2649/4078704593_de0245c0b6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what she was trying to be. I didn't ask ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/4078703617_eb28157c25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2654/4078703617_eb28157c25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the kids made skeletons out of milk jugs. When Deb arrived for the class party they were in the kid's chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/4079460306_e0cf29ba6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/4079460306_e0cf29ba6d.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just like this one of Christopher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3514/4079467406_3cd878bd45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3514/4079467406_3cd878bd45.jpg" alt="" 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/14290650-2142273317099887567?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/2142273317099887567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=2142273317099887567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2142273317099887567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2142273317099887567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-pictures.html' title='Halloween pictures'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-837955281060525285</id><published>2009-11-04T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:27:50.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Allatoona CTAE Advisory Meeting</title><content type='html'>Today was my first CTAE Advisory committee meeting at Meghan's high school. CTAE stands for 'Career, Technical and Agricultural' (no idea where the 'E' comes from). Basically it is the department for everything 'not core' in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to join by the Business &amp; computer teacher, who I've spoken with a few times and offered to help. The other members include bankers, real estate, small business owners, construction managers and a couple of parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is 'Wow'. The classrooms and subjects offered by this department are incredible. Since it covers a lot of topics, we had a tour of each area. How about an ex-Weather Channel video desk/backdrop with a state of the art Video system? Or a state of the art 3-D model rendering machine for the drafting group? Or a commercial kitchen for Culinary Arts that makes most restaurants look like a BBQ Grill? Or access to the entire Adobe authoring suite for HTML, Flash and animation creation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was able to see a couple of the classroom that Meghan takes her classes in and can now understand some of the things she told me about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are definitely not the schools we went to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this was the first meeting we didn't discuss much about directions for the department, feedback on course criteria etc. but that will come in our next meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-837955281060525285?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/837955281060525285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=837955281060525285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/837955281060525285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/837955281060525285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/allatoona-ctae-advisory-meeting.html' title='Allatoona CTAE Advisory Meeting'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-8390926080782479950</id><published>2009-11-03T08:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:44:29.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute pictures of kids on Facebook</title><content type='html'>As you should know by now, the Internet never forgets. Go to the '&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/web/web.php"&gt;way back machine&lt;/a&gt;' or even google for old articles and you can find things online that predate the internet. Or pictures you thought you deleted from that wild 'shopping' weekend with friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do you think your kids are going to react in 10 years (or less!) when they get their own Facebook page and see all stupid pictures of them that you've posted over the years? Or when their siblings beat you to it and tag them, for all their tweener/teen friends to see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-8390926080782479950?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/8390926080782479950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=8390926080782479950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/8390926080782479950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/8390926080782479950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/cute-pictures-of-kids-on-facebook.html' title='Cute pictures of kids on Facebook'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-3858085156212574309</id><published>2009-11-02T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T06:59:40.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's that Skirbit thing on your blog?</title><content type='html'>If you look in the upper right corner of my blog you'll see a box for 'Skirbit' asking for ideas on what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://skribit.com/"&gt;Skirbit &lt;/a&gt;is a tool created by a couple of Atlanta-based developers that provides a nice interface for people to suggest topics for a blogger. It is free for one blog and reasonably priced if you have multiple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want me to write about something, suggest it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-3858085156212574309?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/3858085156212574309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=3858085156212574309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/3858085156212574309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/3858085156212574309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-that-skirbit-thing-on-your-blog.html' title='What&apos;s that Skirbit thing on your blog?'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-6332945424241196060</id><published>2009-11-01T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:01:45.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up and Blog a Day in November</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't blogged in more than 6 weeks, this has been one crazy fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softball with Courtney has taken up a lot of our time. Except for the 12 days where it rained every day and we were rained out 5 games. While we didn't get any flooding, it was pretty bad less than a mile away, including a couple of washed out roads. After making up all the games (except 2) we went into the Halloween Havoc tournament and the girls won first place! It was by no means easy since both teams we played were pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan's big activity this fall was Color Guard for Allatoona Band. 3 days a week after school, plus every Friday night and most Saturdays pretty much defined her fall. The last game was Friday (10/30) so she really enjoyed sleeping in yesterday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls are doing well in new schools (High School and Middle School!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a number of pictures I'll post up over the next couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Capri, &lt;a href="http://84caprirs.blogspot.com/"&gt;nothing was done all fall&lt;/a&gt;. See above for why ;-) I hope to get back into it next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2008/11/national-blog-posting-month.html"&gt;second year in a row&lt;/a&gt; I am going to try to blog a day in November. We'll see if I can keep up this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-6332945424241196060?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/6332945424241196060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=6332945424241196060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/6332945424241196060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/6332945424241196060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/11/catch-up-and-blog-day-in-november.html' title='Catch up and Blog a Day in November'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-4440111108952166710</id><published>2009-09-15T20:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:26:09.348-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3923924137_7b9bf53a38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2502/3923924137_7b9bf53a38.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is tacky to sing happy birthday to yourself. But it is my Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As often happens, my birthday didn't turn out the way we'd expected or planned. You can blame Mother Nature for that. Had it not down poured most of the day Courtney was supposed to have a 7:30 softball game. And have Open House at 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the original plan was to have me pick up Courtney, take her to dinner for my birthday, then to softball. Yes, the 4th year in a row I was to spend my birthday at the field. Meanwhile, Deb was going to drop Christopher off with Meghan, then go to the Open House. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that we wouldn't be home until late, we had my cake and family presents Monday night. Deb made me my favorite cake (Carrot/Spice) with vanilla frosting. Of course with a house full of women, that wouldn't be acceptable, so she also made a chocolate cake for everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3456/3923925893_d2c009279a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3456/3923925893_d2c009279a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Christopher likes chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3923927437_e5afa85d1e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2493/3923927437_e5afa85d1e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember as a kid when your parents gave up on surprising you for birthdays and Christmas? They either gave you a catalog or told you to give them a list? Well, I'm at that point again. Deb had no idea what to get me, so she asked me to pick from some catalogs. First Sears and the &lt;a href="http://www.eastwood.com/"&gt;Eastwood &lt;/a&gt; for car parts, paint supplies and tools.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I deliberately picked a lot of things, she found the two or three I really needed and got them. Overall, a very nice evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3508/3924715650_e096c81e5d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3508/3924715650_e096c81e5d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we didn't have softball tonight, I met Deb and Christopher at his gymnastics class and got to watch him do the balance beam and bounce like a lunatic down the trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I had a very pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2582/3924717514_05166aace7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2582/3924717514_05166aace7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what these, they are some of the best candies ever made. I know it is not chocolate, but as a kid I used to get these every chance I had. They are almost impossible to find, but Deb found a case on Amazon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-4440111108952166710?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/4440111108952166710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=4440111108952166710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4440111108952166710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4440111108952166710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy birthday to me!'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-1310222930146960200</id><published>2009-08-30T13:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T13:44:59.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='math'/><title type='text'>Another middle school math book</title><content type='html'>A couple of years ago my oldest was always asking for help with her math homework and I couldn't remember the details of what she was asking. At the time we found a book by Danica McKellar (yes from the Wonder Years) aimed at Middle School Girls. See my &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2008/03/math-book-for-middle-school-girls.html"&gt;review from back then&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Meghan is now in High School and Courtney is now in Middle School. The book is still applicable and we reference it every once and awhile. However, it did not have a lot of pre-algebra. Well, Danica has released another book, this one aimed at pre-Algebra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kissmymath.com/images/kmm_jacket.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 293px;" src="http://www.kissmymath.com/images/kmm_jacket.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The URL for the book's home page is &lt;a href="http://www.kissmymath.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those with boys, here is a tip: get the books and read them. Then help them with their homework. They don't need to tell anyone that you used a 'girls book' to help them. (Plus I know of a couple of boys who used them, but I won't tell who ...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-1310222930146960200?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/1310222930146960200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=1310222930146960200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/1310222930146960200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/1310222930146960200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-middle-school-math-book.html' title='Another middle school math book'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-3053788475406221775</id><published>2009-08-21T21:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:09:01.809-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Are you jealous of your kid?</title><content type='html'>Style.com has an interesting article asking if you are &lt;a href="http://men.style.com/details/features/landing?id=content_10377"&gt;jealous of your child&lt;/a&gt;. At first I’m sure you’re thinking ‘no, stupid question’. But if you’re like me a second or two later you think ‘yeah, maybe’ (and not just about the amount of time they spend with your better half).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of it is being a Dad (or Mom) where you’re shouldering all the responsibilities. Your children aren’t thinking about college, mortgage payments, the economy, how Grandma and Grandpa are doing in this economy or their health. The kids are thinking about video games, TV and what they are going to get for their birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you read the article and realize that they are talking about the ‘my kid is better than me’ or ‘my kid is better than I was at that age’. I’m not sure I agree with that with my kids. They are different, have different skills, interests and weaknesses. Yes they get to do things that we didn't, but there are also things we did and experienced that they probably won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I’m over 40 now so hindsight always makes you be better than you really were right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first read the article last Wednesday. I thought about it a little bit on the way home, but started thinking of it a lot when I got home and started helping with homework. Then I realized that while I am jealous of some of the things they have and are able to do, I have no intention of going through the ‘growing up’ again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meghan is now a freshman in high school. I remember that age. And I hated it. I pretty much hated everything about High School until I met Deb. Then things became tolerable. While I like to ask questions about the school and the kids and what they are doing, I really don’t want to do it again. However, I remember how important it is to have someone to talk to so I ask lots of questions. Being a young lady she has different problems than I did at that age, but Deb shares a lot of the same dislike for that age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney and Christopher each have their own challenges now. Less so for the little guy, but I know that they are coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One advantage of having children though, is I can enjoy some of the things they are taking for granted by doing it with them. I probably wouldn’t admit it to Courtney, but I like the ‘&lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/03/courtney-got-homerun-yeah-courtney-got.html"&gt;dug out dude&lt;/a&gt;’ thing. First because I get to do something with her, but secondly because I get to be part of a sports team again. I ‘dragged’ Meghan to see the latest Harry Potter movie because I wanted to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a toddler means you don’t have to grow up right? So showing your food, making farting noises with your armpit, throwing dinner rolls at the kids are all fair game right? So for a few minutes I get to be silly and not worry about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes I am somewhat jealous of my kids. But I also understand that while I’d like some of the things they have or get to do, I don’t want to go through what they are going to do again. I'll help and support them as they do it, but no way would I do it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-3053788475406221775?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/3053788475406221775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=3053788475406221775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/3053788475406221775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/3053788475406221775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-jealous-of-your-kid.html' title='Are you jealous of your kid?'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-6097350117692220059</id><published>2009-07-23T21:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:21:53.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geek dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>OMG My Kids Are On Facebook!</title><content type='html'>If you've been around social media for a while you've seen the &lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/2009/jan/19/facebook-social-networking-parents"&gt;articles&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/digitalnatives/2009/05/18/my-parents-joined-facebook-personalized-clubhouses-and-divergent-social-norms-online/"&gt;blogs &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://myparentsjoinedfacebook.com/"&gt;jokes &lt;/a&gt;about the college and high school kids freaking out as their parents joined Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have the opposite problem. My Kids are now on Facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on Facebook for a long time (well, relative to most people at least). I received one of the first non-college accounts within a week of it being open for anyone. Actually, I created two accounts one for work and one for home. Back in those days there wasn't a lot of privacy and grouping features so I wanted to keep those parts of my world apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the reason I got the account was to figure out how to use social networks for marketing. Well, I think we &lt;a href="http://www.silverpop.com/news/press/2008/10_02_08.html"&gt;nailed that one pretty well&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year or so ago Meghan, my now 14 year old asked for a Facebook account. I thought about it for a minute and didn't see any reasons why not. I did set some ground rules, the main one is that I had to know the password and that I'd check it whenever I wanted. If I found she changed the password I would destroy the account (I own the main email address her email is created under so I can do that easily!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's very responsible so I didn't have any issues, nor think much about her having one. Since she sat in on my &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2008/11/middle-school-career-day.html"&gt;presentation &lt;/a&gt;about Facebook at Middle School I didn't think there would be any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my brothers, their wives, my cousins, friends from high school, friends from college, friends from the neighborhood etc. started getting accounts. Again no big deal. Until  realized that since Meghan is friends with Deb and I, that she is being 'suggested' to be friends with our friends. Not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Courtney goes to Middle School, so I created her a Facebook account. Unlike Meghan who was on Facebook well before most of my friends, Courtney is 'new' so all my friends are now seeing her. And wanting to Friend her. Again, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason it is not good, is there are some things we joke about or post that I don't want my 11 year old seeing or asking about. Or that the friends post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is one thing to have as Friends, but I've been telling the girls not to accept or Friend adults without first talking to me. I'll see who they are and make the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more parenting thing I never expected. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-6097350117692220059?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/6097350117692220059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=6097350117692220059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/6097350117692220059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/6097350117692220059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-my-kids-are-on-facebook.html' title='OMG My Kids Are On Facebook!'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-8668253817935526098</id><published>2009-07-19T21:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:07:50.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks to School?</title><content type='html'>Yes, it is late July and my kids have 3 weeks of summer left. Technically Meghan is done, since Band Camp starts tomorrow all week, then the week after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia has this bizarre schedule where we go back to school the first full week in August. Now they get out the Friday before Memorial Day, but it makes for a strange summer. Especially since it is fraking hot here until, oh October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer went really fast this year. Deb's surprise party may have had something to do with it, but I don't feel like we sat down and relaxed at all so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-8668253817935526098?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/8668253817935526098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=8668253817935526098' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/8668253817935526098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/8668253817935526098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-weeks-to-school.html' title='3 Weeks to School?'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-7984951678971542063</id><published>2009-07-02T07:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:37:18.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites of Deb'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Picture of Deb</title><content type='html'>So tomorrow is her 40th Birthday. Having thousands of pictures of her, from birth until two weeks ago (when she left for CT for her annual visit), this is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain why, but I've had it in my briefcase since it was taken. Again there is some question on when it was taken, but it is great one of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please call her, email, Facebook etc. to wish her a happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUFrAJqPhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/e7oHqCfao3k/s1600-h/061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUFrAJqPhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/e7oHqCfao3k/s400/061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351689968532733458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-7984951678971542063?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/7984951678971542063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=7984951678971542063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/7984951678971542063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/7984951678971542063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-favorite-picture-of-deb.html' title='My Favorite Picture of Deb'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUFrAJqPhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/e7oHqCfao3k/s72-c/061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-4519481338621563979</id><published>2009-07-01T07:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T07:18:15.562-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Picture of Deb #2</title><content type='html'>My second most favorite picture of Deb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was in my apartment in college, she thinks it was at a neighbor's New Year's party a few years later. Either way, great picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUFFf1_CQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fD8bCp9z3dI/s1600-h/Untitled-Scanned-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUFFf1_CQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fD8bCp9z3dI/s400/Untitled-Scanned-03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351689324205115650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-4519481338621563979?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/4519481338621563979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=4519481338621563979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4519481338621563979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4519481338621563979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/07/favorite-picture-of-deb-2.html' title='Favorite Picture of Deb #2'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUFFf1_CQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/fD8bCp9z3dI/s72-c/Untitled-Scanned-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-2092122865959968021</id><published>2009-06-30T07:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:32:24.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't worry I fixed it</title><content type='html'>Interrupting my favorite pictures of my almost 40 year old wife ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a really funny site of hacks, ghetto or redneck repairs. Now I've done my fair share of things to get something moving along or stopping a leak, but only long enough to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site is &lt;a href="http://thereifixedit.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thereifixedit.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/tifi-insuranceclaim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 362px;" src="http://thereifixedit.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/tifi-insuranceclaim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-2092122865959968021?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/2092122865959968021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=2092122865959968021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2092122865959968021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2092122865959968021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/dont-worry-i-fixed-it.html' title='Don&apos;t worry I fixed it'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-822860316219353933</id><published>2009-06-30T07:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:24:01.814-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites of Deb'/><title type='text'>Favorite Picture of Deb #3</title><content type='html'>Two more to go! Remember, her birthday is July 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what she wore to dinner on our first anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUEsl5itmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bEEp_HkgosY/s1600-h/00527_n_8abw42pc5383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUEsl5itmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bEEp_HkgosY/s400/00527_n_8abw42pc5383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351688896333919842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-822860316219353933?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/822860316219353933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=822860316219353933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/822860316219353933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/822860316219353933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/favorite-picture-of-deb-3.html' title='Favorite Picture of Deb #3'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUEsl5itmI/AAAAAAAAAF4/bEEp_HkgosY/s72-c/00527_n_8abw42pc5383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-3046454663026550638</id><published>2009-06-26T13:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:15:44.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites of Deb'/><title type='text'>Favorite Picture of Deb #4</title><content type='html'>This was taken as part of the engagement package we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUET0OMEeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Je7o1r9fwqs/s1600-h/Untitled-Scanned-11+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUET0OMEeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Je7o1r9fwqs/s400/Untitled-Scanned-11+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351688470681883106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorites-pictures-of-deb-7.html"&gt;#7&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-pictures-of-deb-6.html"&gt;#6&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/favorite-pictures-of-deb-5.html"&gt;#5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-3046454663026550638?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/3046454663026550638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=3046454663026550638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/3046454663026550638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/3046454663026550638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/favorite-picture-of-deb-4.html' title='Favorite Picture of Deb #4'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUET0OMEeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Je7o1r9fwqs/s72-c/Untitled-Scanned-11+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-4712507473013048882</id><published>2009-06-26T13:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T07:40:16.567-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites of Deb'/><title type='text'>Favorite Pictures of Deb #5</title><content type='html'>My Favorites of Deb, #5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first picture of us taken together in Greece. Yes we look really young don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUD78343oI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aHgaCA2GAWY/s1600-h/1985+April+Deb+and+Christ+first+picture+together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUD78343oI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aHgaCA2GAWY/s400/1985+April+Deb+and+Christ+first+picture+together.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351688060687408770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-pictures-of-deb-6.html"&gt;#6&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorites-pictures-of-deb-7.html"&gt;#7&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-4712507473013048882?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/4712507473013048882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=4712507473013048882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4712507473013048882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4712507473013048882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/favorite-pictures-of-deb-5.html' title='Favorite Pictures of Deb #5'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUD78343oI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aHgaCA2GAWY/s72-c/1985+April+Deb+and+Christ+first+picture+together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-2264441739480260068</id><published>2009-06-26T13:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:59:29.815-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites of Deb'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Pictures of Deb #6</title><content type='html'>Continuing with my #6 favorite of Deb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in September of 1989. No idea where she was going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUDi4mpskI/AAAAAAAAAFg/V4AT7IzIES0/s1600-h/Sept+1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUDi4mpskI/AAAAAAAAAFg/V4AT7IzIES0/s400/Sept+1989.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351687630044639810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7 is &lt;a href="http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorites-pictures-of-deb-7.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-2264441739480260068?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/2264441739480260068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=2264441739480260068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2264441739480260068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/2264441739480260068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-pictures-of-deb-6.html' title='My Favorite Pictures of Deb #6'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUDi4mpskI/AAAAAAAAAFg/V4AT7IzIES0/s72-c/Sept+1989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-1180354357514319312</id><published>2009-06-26T13:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:32:34.774-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorites of Deb'/><title type='text'>My Favorites Pictures of Deb - #7</title><content type='html'>Deb's 40th Birthday is July 3rd. When preparing for her surprise party I (with the help of her Mom) got several hundred pictures of her, from all ages, and put together a slide show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 7 days until her birthday, I figured I'd share my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here is #7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken a couple of days after we met in Greece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUDGAzrgbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pBFq9wbK89c/s1600-h/Untitled-Scanned-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUDGAzrgbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pBFq9wbK89c/s400/Untitled-Scanned-06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351687134030561714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to see about 120 of the pictures from the slide show, go &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chriscurtin/sets/72157619404410145/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-1180354357514319312?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/1180354357514319312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=1180354357514319312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/1180354357514319312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/1180354357514319312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorites-pictures-of-deb-7.html' title='My Favorites Pictures of Deb - #7'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LwJLFBUBZ5E/SkUDGAzrgbI/AAAAAAAAAFY/pBFq9wbK89c/s72-c/Untitled-Scanned-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-4080023865294443797</id><published>2009-05-31T19:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:38:54.931-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I mention I don't like to paint?</title><content type='html'>One of my tasks for this weekend was to paint the windows downstairs in the front and the front door . I'm smart enough to know that I don't want to do the whole house in one weekend, so I started in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I don't like to paint? Of course I picked the warmed/sunniest weekend we've had all spring. Friday night I washed down everything then Saturday primered the really bad spots. I was going to paint that afternoon, but it was way too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning Meghan helped me tape off everything that wasn't already taped due to the primer, then we started painting. She helped with the windows around the front door then decided she'd had enough. I guess watching DIY and TLC is one thing, doing it is another ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me almost 3 hours to paint everything, then another hour to cleanup this evening after it cooled down a little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're a redneck if only your neck/shoulders are sunburned. What if only your back half is red? The sun was behind me the whole day so I have an interesting tan now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-4080023865294443797?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/4080023865294443797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=4080023865294443797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4080023865294443797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/4080023865294443797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-i-mention-i-dont-like-to-paint.html' title='Did I mention I don&apos;t like to paint?'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-64020773824461843</id><published>2009-05-09T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:28:50.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coke Classic Tournament May 8 and 9</title><content type='html'>Courtney's softball team was undefeated in regular play at their park so they won a trip to the Coke Classic softball tournament at Lost Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their first game was earlier in the week, but I was at my company's User Conference so I couldn't attend. They won that one but it was a close game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night's game shaped up to be a big game because the team we were playing was also undefeated in their own park. Well, our girls stepped up and our defense shut them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a long day. One of the longest in a couple of years. We arrived at the field at 9 am and didn't leave until 3:45. The girls played two great games, getting better and better with each inning. We 'won' the winners bracket so on Thursday we meet the winner of the 'losers' bracket for the championship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our regular pitcher and I have a bit of a game/contest going. If she doesn't walk the first batter she faces, I get her some chocolate. She's a Reese's peanut butter cup girl but won't turn away from regular chocolate. So the second half of the season if she didn't walk, I'd have chocolate waiting at the end of the inning. Friday, I went and got a bag of Hershey's miniatures so any girl that did well got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, on Saturday I needed to do the same thing, so I got a bigger bag. Needless to say, with 10 and 11 year old girls that went over well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Friday's game the coaches told the girls they could 'paint' the hair of the coaches if we won. While I'm technically not a coach, apparently more than one girl wanted me to have pink hair. Thus the picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3516701936_d091b92224.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3640/3516701936_d091b92224.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we gave the girls two incentives: win the first and paint Coach Ray's fingernails hot pink. Win the second and they could throw whipped cream pies at the coaches. Well, we won both. First picture is Ray's pink nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3382/3515890569_f53bd4712b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3382/3515890569_f53bd4712b.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, you know the expression 'old age and trickery will overcome youth and exuberance'? Well, we got the girls back. We had them line up and 'take a picture'. But the coaches were behind the girls and on '3' shoved the plates into THEIR faces. Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3596/3515893643_88d34e9e52.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3596/3515893643_88d34e9e52.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3652/3515892571_e2e7d42e49.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3652/3515892571_e2e7d42e49.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3628/3516706658_661e2e058f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3628/3516706658_661e2e058f.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href=" http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3652/3515891533_47e6600157.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src=" http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3652/3515891533_47e6600157.jpg?v=0" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14290650-64020773824461843?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/64020773824461843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=64020773824461843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/64020773824461843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/64020773824461843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/05/coke-classic-tournament-may-8-and-9.html' title='Coke Classic Tournament May 8 and 9'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14290650.post-5483153911248732925</id><published>2009-05-01T20:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:41:33.508-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good_to_be_a_boy'/><title type='text'>Turn your back on a 3 year old for 1 minute</title><content type='html'>I guess I need to get something else for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3620/3492108515_1a66016724.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3620/3492108515_1a66016724.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took the plastic bag with the muffins that Meghan made and very quietly opened it and took a bite out of almost all of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3492108387_d3dee8c2ac.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3546/3492108387_d3dee8c2ac.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took  a few minutes to clean up him and the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3305/3492108447_a9b1f8a50c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3305/3492108447_a9b1f8a50c.jpg?v=0" alt="" 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/14290650-5483153911248732925?l=cmcurtin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/feeds/5483153911248732925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14290650&amp;postID=5483153911248732925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/5483153911248732925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14290650/posts/default/5483153911248732925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cmcurtin.blogspot.com/2009/05/turn-your-back-on-3-year-old-for-1.html' title='Turn your back on a 3 year old for 1 minute'/><author><name>Chris Curtin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16829705475186604040</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17235996407793668306'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>