tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592805880588926342008-07-24T09:43:55.415-07:00Letting Crazy Take a SpinAtypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-87600851284009689602008-07-24T09:41:00.001-07:002008-07-24T09:43:55.432-07:00But what if she doesn't have the hips for it?I really question parents who would do this to their child.<br /><br /><strong>From the Associated Press</strong><br /><em><blockquote><p><em>WELLINGTON, New Zealand - A family court judge in New Zealand has had<br />enough with parents giving their children bizarre names here, and did something<br />about it.<br /></em><br /><em>Just ask <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Talula</span> Does The Hula From Hawaii. He had her<br />renamed.<br /></em><br /><em>Judge Rob <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Murfitt</span> made the 9-year-old girl a ward of the court so that<br />her name could be changed, he said in a ruling made public Thursday. The girl<br />was involved in a custody battle, he said.<br /></em><br /><em>The new name was not made public to protect the girl's privacy.<br />"The<br />court is profoundly concerned about the very poor judgment which this child's<br />parents have shown in choosing this name," he wrote. "It makes a fool of the<br />child and sets her up with a social disability and handicap,<br />unnecessarily."<br /></em><br /><em>The girl had been so embarrassed at the name that she had never told<br />her closest friends what it was. She told people to call her "K" instead, the<br />girl's lawyer, Colleen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">MacLeod</span>, told the court.<br /></em><br /><em>In his ruling, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Murfitt</span> cited a list of the unfortunate<br />names.<br />Registration officials blocked some names, including Fish and Chips,<br />Yeah Detroit, Keenan Got Lucy and Sex Fruit, he said. But others were allowed,<br />including Number 16 Bus Shelter "and tragically, Violence," he<br />said.<br /></em><br /><em>New Zealand law does not allow names that would cause offense to a<br />reasonable person, among other conditions, said Brian Clarke, the registrar<br />general of Births, Deaths and Marriages.<br />Clarke said officials usually talked<br />to parents who proposed unusual names to convince them about the potential for<br />embarrassment.</em></p></em></blockquote><br />Why? Why, why, why?<br /><br />Don't these parents remember being a child? Don't they know how mean other kids can be?Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-64162650066173940062008-07-16T00:01:00.000-07:002008-07-16T00:10:02.082-07:00Home aloneManfriend was here last night, Monday. He was here Sunday night and Saturday night and Friday night.<br />He was even here Thursday night.<br />The only reason he went to his place Wednesday was that it was his night to use the laundry at his four-plex.<br />Of course, he can do laundry here anytime he wants. I have a brand-new washer and a mostly new dryer in the garage.<br />But he likes to go home on occasion.<br />Which is where he is tonight.<br /><br />But that is good. Right?<br />As much as I love being together, a little time for ourselves is good, right?<br /><br />He had some paperwork to deal with at his place.<br />I had a potluck dish to pull together (lettuce cups. tasty.)<br /><br />So I am home alone.<br />Which brings me back to the I-want-him-to-move-in topic...<br />I do. I want him to move in.<br />But I also like my me time.<br /><br />So how do I reconcile those two things? Move in, but leave me alone at least one night a week?<br /><br />Yeah. Somehow that does not seem right.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-38418349684805173142008-07-02T21:24:00.000-07:002008-07-02T21:26:16.343-07:00I want to; I can'tI want to ask him to move in with me.<br />I can't because I am afraid of his answer.<br /><br />I know that he loves me, in his own way.<br />He can't say it. But I feel it in his actions and his touch.<br /><br />So.<br /><br />I want to ask.<br />It is on the tip of my tongue.<br />But before it slips out I bite it back.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-203903896486680032008-06-13T18:59:00.000-07:002008-06-13T19:25:43.024-07:00Round Robin Photo Challenges: I made that<div align="center">Time for another <a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin</a>! </div><div align="center">Click over to their site to find the list of participants.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I know I am a day early.<br />But I am leaving the house early for my<br />scuba diving checkout and most likely won't get back<br />before late afternoon or will just be too tired to think.</div><div align="center">So I posted a wee bit early.</div><div align="center"><br />I must confess, most of these pictures<br />were culled from my other blogs:</div><div align="center"><a href="http://southbaysoliloquy.blogspot.com/">South Bay Soliloquy</a></div><div align="center"><a href="http://shecookstoo.blogspot.com/">All That and She Cooks, Too</a></div><div align="center"><br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">penne</span> pictures were taken for this<br />assignment, but posted first on my food blog.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You can find more cards (among other topics) at the<br />South Bay site and more tempting food treat at All That.</div><div align="center"><br />Anyway, I give you all an assortment of<br />cards I have made and dishes I have prepared.<br />Best wishes and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">bon</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">apetit</span>, I guess!</div><div align="center">_______</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Find out more about this card <a href="http://southbaysoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/04/watch-birdy.html">here</a>.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnZ_nrJkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D7K5ALJvhHo/s1600-h/card01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552521325848130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnZ_nrJkI/AAAAAAAAAQI/D7K5ALJvhHo/s400/card01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Find out more about this card <a href="http://southbaysoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/12/seasons-greetings.html">here</a>. </div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnaJwkmYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3TZdwtjRsBE/s1600-h/card02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552524047522178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnaJwkmYI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3TZdwtjRsBE/s400/card02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Find out more about this card <a href="http://southbaysoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/06/keeping-it-clean.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnaYmfoAI/AAAAAAAAAQY/taNhsMcj6Q8/s1600-h/card03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552528031784962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnaYmfoAI/AAAAAAAAAQY/taNhsMcj6Q8/s400/card03.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Find out more about this card <a href="http://southbaysoliloquy.blogspot.com/2007/07/quick-post-about-not-so-quick-card.html">here</a>.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnaWIuReI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OND2Cilircg/s1600-h/card04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552527370044898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnaWIuReI/AAAAAAAAAQg/OND2Cilircg/s400/card04.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></a>Find out more about this card <a href="http://southbaysoliloquy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-spring.html">here</a>.<br /><br /></p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPI9e7II/AAAAAAAAAPg/QAzwVkaLcRg/s1600-h/card05.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552334854679682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPI9e7II/AAAAAAAAAPg/QAzwVkaLcRg/s400/card05.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">_________<br /><br /></div><div align="center">And now I give you food...</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://shecookstoo.blogspot.com/2008/06/penne-with-pancetta-and-peas-in-lemon.html">Click here for the recipe for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">penne</span> with<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">pancetta</span> and peas in lemon cream sauce.</a></div><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPXcMJqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/UQX9448ES8c/s1600-h/penne01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552338741569186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPXcMJqI/AAAAAAAAAPo/UQX9448ES8c/s400/penne01.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">penne</span> dish had a hint of mint...<br /><br /></p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPazo2OI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ceiKRkieD0g/s1600-h/penne02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552339645225186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPazo2OI/AAAAAAAAAPw/ceiKRkieD0g/s400/penne02.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>A taste of toasted pine nuts...<br /><br /></p><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPlF1J0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/X3ljTZ-1xbA/s1600-h/penne03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552342405883714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPlF1J0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/X3ljTZ-1xbA/s400/penne03.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Some zesty flavors of lemon and orange peel...<br /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPmAz8bI/AAAAAAAAAQA/rufKaTXyqAg/s1600-h/penne04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211552342653268402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMnPmAz8bI/AAAAAAAAAQA/rufKaTXyqAg/s400/penne04.jpg" border="0" /></a> To come up with a wonderful dish<br />with the citrus zing, a little red pepper heat,<br />pleasing peas and lovely, lovely Italian bacon.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm4893rjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/YwR1Fd_fFSU/s1600-h/penne05.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211551953677954610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm4893rjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/YwR1Fd_fFSU/s400/penne05.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sorry. No leftovers!<br />__________</p><p align="center"><a href="http://shecookstoo.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-and-tangy-grilled-pork-tenderloin.html">Click here to get the recipe for<br />sweet and tangy grilled pork tenderloin</a>.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://shecookstoo.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweet-and-tangy-grilled-pork-tenderloin.html"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211551956941382354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5JH7otI/AAAAAAAAAOw/pOsJSREJdBo/s400/food01.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ingredients for a sweet and tangy marinade.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5ZB238I/AAAAAAAAAO4/x1AD062zwFw/s1600-h/food02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211551961210871746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5ZB238I/AAAAAAAAAO4/x1AD062zwFw/s400/food02.jpg" border="0" /></a> Whisk!<br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5X9W1RI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Wn22fpFsvBI/s1600-h/food03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211551960923559186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5X9W1RI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Wn22fpFsvBI/s400/food03.jpg" border="0" /></a>The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">carmelized</span> onion relish was a great way<br />to dress up an already great grilled pork dish.<br />______________</p><p align="center">What is a great meal without dessert?</p><p align="center"><a href="http://shecookstoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/chocolate-rum-cake.html">Click here to get the recipe<br />for chocolate-rum cake.</a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5sjIpOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uit_f0VAntw/s1600-h/choc06[1].jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211551966450722018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SFMm5sjIpOI/AAAAAAAAAPI/uit_f0VAntw/s400/choc06%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />OK.</p><p align="center">I hope I didn't make anyone drool<br />too much with that last one!</p>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-51362077801543308182008-06-11T23:57:00.000-07:002008-06-12T00:03:52.788-07:00A humbling experienceMy friend Jim recently posted about something that he called <a href="http://jimthomsen.wordpress.com/2008/05/14/the-saddest-thing-i-ever-saw/">the saddest thing he ever saw</a>.<br /><br />Well, I have one for you.<br />I was at Costco last night putting gas in my car at about $4.35 a gallon.<br />A frail man, he had to be in his late 70s or early 80s, shuffled across the parking lot in slippers, pajama pants and a tattered old sweater.<br />He was dragging one of those little basket things I have seen people use at the farmers market to carry their purchases.<br />But his basket was not filled with purchases.<br />It was filled with empty aluminum cans, glass and plastic bottles.<br />He shuffled past a few cars to the trash cans. He started digging.<br />He was looking for cans and bottles to recycle.<br />Why did I suddenly feel so guilty gassing up my cute little German car?<br />Why did I feel compelled to rummage around my back seat (which looks very lived in) to find a few empty water bottles to add to his collection?<br />Why did I want nothing more than for the tank to fill more quickly so that I could just go?<br /><br />Probably because in the back of my mind I was thinking, "there but for the grace of God..."Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-3724412457300238952008-05-31T08:34:00.000-07:002008-05-31T08:59:01.678-07:00Round Robin: Tiny Things<div align="center">It's time for another <a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin Photo Challenge</a>.<br />The challenge this time: </div><div align="center"><br />The idea here is to photograph very small inanimate objects<br />- not details and closeups of larger things, but self-contained<br />little items we see and take for granted.<br />It should be interesting to take the expertise some Robins<br />have with tiny critters, and apply it to objects that can't fly away.<br />And the rest of us have the photographic challenge of<br />learning to focus on the miniature world. </div><div align="center"><br />Click on the Round Robin link above to get<br />to the linking list of participants.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Here we go. Let's get tiny...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Tiny beads.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I have a little box, broken down into segments,<br />that contains all sorts of tiny beads.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I have used them for jewelry and for the cards I make.</div><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFxPHkY9CI/AAAAAAAAAOM/84Ru0WLlXPM/s1600-h/TinyBeads01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206567148760658978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFxPHkY9CI/AAAAAAAAAOM/84Ru0WLlXPM/s400/TinyBeads01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFxPWVvzOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1pUjX3aFpCA/s1600-h/TinyBeads02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206567152725773538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFxPWVvzOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/1pUjX3aFpCA/s400/TinyBeads02.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFxPqeStII/AAAAAAAAAOc/VibMy4Aj5rY/s1600-h/TinyBeads03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206567158130324610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFxPqeStII/AAAAAAAAAOc/VibMy4Aj5rY/s400/TinyBeads03.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Tiny pins.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">This goes to the part of the tiny things we take for granted.</div><div align="center">Such a simple, perfect design, the safety pin.</div><br /><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw9vrDHtI/AAAAAAAAANk/zSnUKD0862c/s1600-h/TinyPins01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206566850288361170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw9vrDHtI/AAAAAAAAANk/zSnUKD0862c/s400/TinyPins01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Small change.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I was going to call this tiny change,<br />but it just did not sound right.</div><div align="center">Anyway, at the end of the day I take any change<br />that is floating around in my pocket<br />and put it in a little bowl on the dresser.</div><div align="center">When I need to restock the parking meter change<br />I keep in the car, I just grab a handful from here.</div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw-CwUCiI/AAAAAAAAANs/86QftoU6cRc/s1600-h/TinyMoney.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206566855410715170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw-CwUCiI/AAAAAAAAANs/86QftoU6cRc/s400/TinyMoney.jpg" border="0" /></a>Tiny elephants.</p><p align="center">I have several elephants of varying materials and sizes.<br />These are the tiniest.<br />The one in front is only about an inch and a half tall.</p><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw-hD2WxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/N7J9FArz7kQ/s1600-h/TinyElephants01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206566863545719570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw-hD2WxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/N7J9FArz7kQ/s400/TinyElephants01.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="center">And I love the detail on this one, which was a gift from<br />my friends who visited Spain and were thoughtful<br />enough to bring this back for me.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw_PwSxiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZfU-NQ-Sh54/s1600-h/TinyElephant02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206566876080162338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw_PwSxiI/AAAAAAAAAN8/ZfU-NQ-Sh54/s400/TinyElephant02.jpg" border="0" /></a>Tiny bubbles.</p><p align="center">Really, need I say more?</p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw_Zsbk7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/7NMPF5Z13-c/s1600-h/TinyBubbles.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206566878748316594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SEFw_Zsbk7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/7NMPF5Z13-c/s400/TinyBubbles.jpg" border="0" /></a>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-67210496012156406062008-05-29T09:06:00.000-07:002008-05-29T09:35:39.059-07:00NSFW<div align="center">It took me a while to figure out what that means: NSFW.<br />Not safe for work. </div><div align="center">(Yeah, sometimes I am not that bright.)<br />So anyway...<br />A friend sent me these two videos.<br />The first is fine for work.<br />The second does not show anything bad, it just alludes to it.<br />So, use your discretion.<br />But make sure to watch them in order or you won't get the joke.<br />Man, I freaking LOVE the Internet.<br /><br />OK, watch this one here...<br /><br /><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_OBlgSz8sSM&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br /><a href="http://www.funnyordie.com/videos/f822b8c1e7">Then go here to watch the next one</a>.</div>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-22098680160587842282008-05-17T13:50:00.000-07:002008-05-17T14:01:47.699-07:00Round Robin Photo Challenge: Wood<div align="center">I skipped the <a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">RRPC</a> on spring cleaning. </div><div align="center">I just could not get inspired by my mop. </div><div align="center">So when I saw the one on wood, I thought it could be fun. </div><div align="center">Then I waited until the last minute to do this. </div><div align="center">So I was out in my back yard this morning. </div><div align="center">Let's see if I got anything. </div><br /><br /><div align="center">This is some wood left over from when the manfriend built the deck.</div><div align="center">The pieces are about a foot and a half long.</div><div align="center">I don't want to toss them. But I don't know what to make.</div><div align="center">Maybe a planter.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GAKELR7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZHLD9KbCuaM/s1600-h/051708+043.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453063152027570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GAKELR7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/ZHLD9KbCuaM/s400/051708+043.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">For some reason there are wires coming out of my lemon tree.</div><div align="center">Something to ponder. </div><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GAqELR8I/AAAAAAAAANE/WoCVphKm_50/s1600-h/051708+046.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453071741962178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GAqELR8I/AAAAAAAAANE/WoCVphKm_50/s400/051708+046.JPG" border="0" /></a> I like the contrast of textures here.<br />This is a trunk of a small palm or marginata type<br />tree next to a dead palm frond.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GA6ELR9I/AAAAAAAAANM/6IoKqpF2xXY/s1600-h/051708+064.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453076036929490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GA6ELR9I/AAAAAAAAANM/6IoKqpF2xXY/s400/051708+064.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Here is a detail shot of one of the palms.<br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GBaELR-I/AAAAAAAAANU/LJp0kKVPyhY/s1600-h/051708+073.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453084626864098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GBaELR-I/AAAAAAAAANU/LJp0kKVPyhY/s400/051708+073.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">One of the planters has some wood posts along one side.<br />The rosemary and vines from the wall are growing all over it.<br />Another nice contrast of color and texture.</p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GBqELR_I/AAAAAAAAANc/KCCT2NO-7ts/s1600-h/051708+114.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201453088921831410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SC9GBqELR_I/AAAAAAAAANc/KCCT2NO-7ts/s400/051708+114.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></p>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-9521349062672605662008-05-15T10:27:00.003-07:002008-05-15T10:28:32.411-07:00Sounds familiar<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SCxypaELR6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nPKhQf2u40M/s1600-h/giant-underpants.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SCxypaELR6I/AAAAAAAAAM0/nPKhQf2u40M/s320/giant-underpants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200657725403121570" /></a><br />Oh that Natalie Dee. She is always spot on.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-5202348414309167822008-05-13T15:06:00.000-07:002008-05-13T15:08:34.758-07:00More proof of not being oldI got carded last night.<br />And not at Trader Joe's.<br />And not by a kid.<br />Usually it is someone at TJ's who looks about 17.<br />My standard response is "Really? I am old enough to be your mom. I mean, if I started young. But still..."<br /><br />Nope.<br />Last night I was carded at a restaurant when I ordered a beer.<br />The waitress looked to be in her late 20s.<br /><br />She carded me.<br />She did not card the manfriend.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-35314576488861523412008-05-07T14:15:00.000-07:002008-05-07T14:33:33.174-07:00Not young, not oldI had a birthday.<br />Am I old?<br />Am I young?<br />I am closer to 40 than to 30.<br />But I still get carded at least once every couple months.<br />Maybe they are just being kind.<br />Would I be considered middle-aged?<br />I don't think of myself that way.<br />I could do stuff to make myself look and feel younger and better.<br /><br />In some ways I think I am ahead of the game at this point in life.<br />In some ways I think I have some catching up to do.<br /><br />House - check<br />Kid - um, no<br />Job - check<br />Job security - um, no<br />Husband - well, there was that one guy. Then there was that other guy. So... um, not anymore.<br /><br />I try not to set deadlines for having things like kids and husbands and houses.<br />When the good stuff comes along, I try to just enjoy it.<br />When the bad stuff happens, I try to get through it.<br /><br />I like to think it is more good than bad these days.<br /><br />But I do still want the kid. Which I guess means I do still want the husband.<br /><br />As for the job... I think I would rather just win the lotto.<br /><br />Since that is unlikely, I guess I will have to make do and keep my fingers crossed.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-44390597003438805672008-04-30T09:46:00.000-07:002008-04-30T09:55:49.963-07:00DownsizingIn this age of downsizing within my industry, I have decided to do a little downsizing, too.<br />Specifically my desk at work.<br />I was thinking about it yesterday after some people were laid off.<br />They left the building and did not come back up to get their stuff.<br />There may be people coming in over the weekend to get their stuff. Or someone else may pack it up for them.<br />Me?<br />I took a look at my desk to assess what I actually had there.<br />At my last job I did not have my own desk.<br />So when I got to a place where I had a desk that was mine, I brought a few things in to decorate.<br />I have a wall behind me, which is a rare thing in my office. Those spots are great.<br />I think I have just about the best spot in the room.<br />But if something happens and I get laid off, I do not want to worry about getting my stuff.<br />So I have made the decision to bring home anything I would not be willing to leave.<br />If I get laid off, I want to just walk away from the place.<br />So I will be bringing home the few pictures I have there.<br />I will be bringing home a couple of the nicer bowls that I made when I was doing ceramics.<br />I will bring home my second place award that I got for non-news page design from the Small Newspaper Association. Or something like that.<br />I cannot remember exactly. But I got it for work I did at my last job.<br />And I liked that job. I was proud of my work there. So I have the award on my desk.<br />I also have a couple of design books there that I want to keep.<br />And that really is about it.<br />The rest of it I can leave.<br /><br />Not that I fear my job-loss is imminent.<br />But I don't feel like this is the most stable place to be these days.<br /><br />So it is time to go minimalist at work.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-91270305941663186352008-04-28T16:39:00.000-07:002008-04-28T16:46:13.031-07:00Another sad, scary day at the officeI was not actually even at work today.<br />But notes from friends <a href="http://jimthomsen.wordpress.com/">Jim </a>and <a href="http://www.bethrcolvin.blogspot.com/">Beth </a>clued me in to the fact that there were more layoffs today.<br /><br />Me, I am still OK.<br />No one in my department was cut.<br />We live to fight another day.<br /><br />It sounds like it was mostly managers this time.<br />Some volunteered. Many did not.<br /><br />I am not sure yet how this will shake out yet.<br />But as usual we move on and we get the work done each day.<br /><br />I wish readers knew how much we care about what we do.<br />I wish they knew that they pick up the paper each day there are people behind that other than the bylines.<br /><br />We are there. We are there nights and weekends and holidays.<br />And we care, damn it.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-68902645536879934412008-04-18T23:40:00.000-07:002008-04-19T17:13:45.368-07:00Round Robin Photo Challenge: Variety Show<div align="center">It's <a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin </a>time again!</div><div align="center"><br />The assignment is:<br /><em>Varieties.</em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>Photograph something as viewed as an assortment...<br />something that comes in different varieties. </em></div><div align="center"><br /><em>For example, it could be a bunch of flowers<br />or nuts or crayons or birds. </em></div><div align="center"><br />So here we go...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Cookbooks.</div><div align="center">I know I have a lot of cookbooks.</div><div align="center">This is just a small sample of the<br />variety of cookbooks I have.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190843810245387250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmU8XI2I_I/AAAAAAAAAL8/GSkqFZiwXwQ/s400/cookbooks.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Buttons.</div><div align="center">A while back I bought a box of mixed buttons.</div><div align="center">Then I added to it the buttons that came with new sweaters.</div><div align="center">I added in buttons that I took off of shirts I turned into rags.</div><div align="center">Some buttons I bought just because they might<br />be cute on cards I make got tossed into the mix.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Oh, and there is the snowman button.</div><div align="center">I am not exactly sure where he came from.</div><div align="center">But I dig him.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190843814540354562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmU8nI2JAI/AAAAAAAAAME/l9sI-REb278/s400/buttons01.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Markers.</div><div align="center">I used them for the cards I make.</div><div align="center">Just markers.</div><div align="center">I jerked the camera accidentally<br />just as the shutter clicked.</div><div align="center">I like the effect.</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190843818835321874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmU83I2JBI/AAAAAAAAAMM/smO-FaFBjp0/s400/markers01.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Watercolor pencils.</div><div align="center">I also use these for my cards.</div><div align="center">When I feel like experimenting.</div><div align="center">They are a little more work than I like for the cards.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVPXI2JCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j-9GC7PV7Nk/s1600-h/pencils01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190844136662901794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVPXI2JCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/j-9GC7PV7Nk/s400/pencils01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVPXI2JDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/G78ATjt8CR8/s1600-h/pencils2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190844136662901810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVPXI2JDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/G78ATjt8CR8/s400/pencils2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Shells.</div><div align="center">About 15 years ago I went on a trip to Tahiti and Hawaii.</div><div align="center">These are random bits I picked up on the<br />shores of places including Bora Bora, Moorea, Oahu and Kauai.</div><div align="center">My favorite is the one with the tiniest little rocks stuck in it.</div><div align="center">You cannot tell from these images,</div><div align="center">But most of the shells are the size of a fingertip.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVP3I2JEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ao9AQNcgZPk/s1600-h/shells01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190844145252836418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVP3I2JEI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ao9AQNcgZPk/s400/shells01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVQHI2JFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IgZTDHAI09Y/s1600-h/shells2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190844149547803730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmVQHI2JFI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IgZTDHAI09Y/s400/shells2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Beers.</div><div align="center">This is a picture I took on my recent trip to Denver.</div><div align="center">The walls of Falling Rock Tap House<br />were lined in beer bottles.</div><div align="center">Yeah, that was a pretty good night.</div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmU8HI2I-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/IvKqG-BgMXs/s1600-h/beers.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190843805950419938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/SAmU8HI2I-I/AAAAAAAAAL0/IvKqG-BgMXs/s400/beers.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Linking list:</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Nancy - POSTED!</div><div align="center">Nancy Luvs Pics</div><div align="center"><a href="http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspixs">http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspixs</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Karen</div><div align="center">Outpost Mâvarin</div><div align="center"><a href="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/">http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Carly - POSTED!</div><div align="center">Ellipsis</div><div align="center"><a href="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/">http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Sandy</div><div align="center">Myanderings</div><div align="center"><a href="http://myanderings-myanderings.blogspot.com/">http://myanderings-myanderings.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Sarah</div><div align="center">Charish</div><div align="center"><a href="http://charish-me.blogspot.com/">http://charish-me.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Chrissie</div><div align="center">Chrisseas-corner</div><div align="center"><a href="http://chrisseas-corner.tripod.com/">http://chrisseas-corner.tripod.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Kiva</div><div align="center">Eclectic Granny</div><div align="center"><a href="http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/">http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Kat</div><div align="center">In My Dreams I Can Fly.....</div><div align="center"><a href="http://journals.aol.com/sunflowerkat321/in-my-dreams-i-can-fly.../">http://journals.aol.com/sunflowerkat321/in-my-dreams-i-can-fly.../</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">TJ</div><div align="center">Tj's Photo Expressions</div><div align="center"><a href="http://tjphotoexpressions.blogspot.com/">http://tjphotoexpressions.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Jennifer Robin</div><div align="center">Robin's Woods<a href="http://robinswoods.blogspot.com/">http://robinswoods.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Wammy</div><div align="center">The Ellis Family Cincinnati</div><div align="center"><a href="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/">http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Lisa Marie</div><div align="center">Lisa's Chaos</div><div align="center"><a href="http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/">http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Monica</div><div align="center">Family Affair Photography</div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/">http://www.familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Marie</div><div align="center">Photographs & Memories</div><div align="center"><a href="http://journals.aol.com/mariebm56/PhotographsAndMemories">http://journals.aol.com/mariebm56/PhotographsAndMemories</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Annie</div><div align="center">Pictures of Craziness</div><div align="center"><a href="http://krspkrmmom.blogspot.com/">http://krspkrmmom.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Suzanne R</div><div align="center">Living . . . Suzanne R's Life</div><div align="center"><a href="http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/">http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Robinella</div><div align="center">Robinella's</div><div align="center"><a href="http://notastepfordwife.blogspot.com/">http://notastepfordwife.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Angela </div><div align="center">Chocolate Syrup for the Soul</div><div align="center"><a href="http://angelas-craziness.blogspot.com/">http://angelas-craziness.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Janet</div><div align="center">fondofphotography</div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.fondofsnape.com/">http://www.fondofsnape.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Jan</div><div align="center">The Prytz Family</div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.theprytzfamily.com/">http://www.theprytzfamily.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Martha</div><div align="center">Perception</div><div align="center"><a href="http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/">http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Jama Hameed</div><div align="center">Sweet Memories</div><div align="center"><a href="http://mummyjam.blogspot.com/">http://mummyjam.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Momma - POSTED!</div><div align="center">Sandcastle Momma</div><div align="center"><a href="http://sandcastlemomma.blogspot.com/">http://sandcastlemomma.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Swampy - POSTED!</div><div align="center">Anecdotes, Antidotes, & Anodes</div><div align="center"><a href="http://anecdotes.typepad.com/">http://anecdotes.typepad.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Sahvvy</div><div align="center">The Instantaneous Existence of Me</div><div align="center"><a href="http://instantaneousexsistence.blogspot.com/">http://instantaneousexsistence.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Gattina</div><div align="center">Keyhole Pictures</div><div align="center"><a href="http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/">http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Kim</div><div align="center">Nekked Lizard Lady</div><div align="center"><a href="http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/">http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Vicki</div><div align="center">Visions by Vicki</div><div align="center"><a href="http://journals.aol.com/cmishvicki/visionsbyvicki/">http://journals.aol.com/cmishvicki/visionsbyvicki/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Teena - POSTED!</div><div align="center">It's all about me!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://purple4mee.blogspot.com/">http://purple4mee.blogspot.com/</a></div>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-34768640150528698042008-04-10T14:10:00.000-07:002008-04-10T14:22:54.726-07:00Not that "Wilde" about this book<div align="left">So before I left for Denver I wanted to get a book to read at the airport, on the plane, before bed... etc.<br /><br />I found one at work in the freebie area. Usually if I take something from there I will read it and then return it in case someone else wants it.<br /><br />So I found something called "The Wilde Women" by Paula Wall.<br /><br />It was billed as a tale of sisterly revenge in Tennessee set against the Great Depression.<br /><br />Cool. Mindless reading. I am down with that.<br /><br />Overall it was OK. It did not make me want to seek out her previous book that was mentioned on the front and back cover.<br /><br />It was a bit scattered, with so many peripheral characters. I wanted more about the sisters.<br /><br />Anyway, it did open with this great passage:<br /><br /><em>The Lord giveth and most women piss it away. Perhaps this is why they lack the equipment to aim. Some women piddle their life away in a slow incontinent dribble while squatting in the shadow of a man. Others are so busy trying to overshadow men they miss the mark. Most manage to cover up their little messes like a cat scratching in a litter box, but a few always get caught with their pants down. For this reason, Lorna Wilde bestowed upon her daughters the wisdom her mother bestowed upon her, "Never wear holey underwear." Being enterprising young women, the Wilde sisters never wore underwear at all.</em><br /><br />Yep. That was the whole opening paragraph.<br /><br />It should have been my first clue to the rest of the book.<br /><br />It was not bad. Just a bit overblown. </div><div align="left"></div><div align="left">And she used the same phrases a lot. It was actually quite distracting.<br /><br />But it was a fast read. I was half way through it by the time the plane landed in Denver and I finished it off before bed last night.</div>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-87537384621999799082008-04-05T18:47:00.000-07:002008-04-05T18:50:14.651-07:00Husbands are just too much workI saw this yesterday on MSNBC:<br /><br /><em>Having a husband creates an extra seven hours of housework each week for women, according to a new study. For men, tying the knot saves an hour of weekly chores. </em><br /><em><br />“It’s a well-known pattern,” said lead researcher Frank Stafford, an economist at University of Michigan’s Institute for Social Research. “Men tend to work more outside the home, while women take on more of the household labor.”<br /><br />He points out individual differences among households exist. But in general, marriage means more housework for women and less for men. “And the situation gets worse for women when they have children,” Stafford said.<br /><br />Overall, times are a’ changing in the American home. In 1976, women busied themselves with 26 weekly hours of sweeping-and-dusting work, compared with 17 hours in 2005. Men are pitching in more, more than doubling their housework hours from six in 1976 to 13 in 2005.<br /><br />Stafford analyzed time-diaries and questionnaires from a nationally representative sample of men and women over a 10-year period between 1996 and 2005. The federally-funded study showed that, compared with the single life, marriage meant more housework for both men and women.<br /><br />“Marriage is no longer a man’s path to less housework,” Stafford said.<br />Single women in their 20s and 30s did the least housework, about 12 weekly hours, while married women in their 60s and 70s did the most — about 21 hours a week. </em>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-31456990385548867462008-04-04T19:50:00.000-07:002008-04-19T17:14:03.707-07:00Round Robin Photo Challenges: Captioned<div align="center">The <a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin </a>this time around was to do<br />your one perfect scene with a caption.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I know I am early.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I am here Friday night and the posts go up Saturday.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">But I am going to be too busy to do this tomorrow.</div><p align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R_bp4kCZsoI/AAAAAAAAALs/ixMTqyOy2yg/s1600-h/Bloom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185589178919400066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R_bp4kCZsoI/AAAAAAAAALs/ixMTqyOy2yg/s400/Bloom.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />For days I have been driving by this empty lot.<br />It is crazy wild with flowers.</p><div align="center">But there is a chain link fence around it,<br />so I figured it would not work.<br /><br />Then I remembered a lovely saying I saw on a card.<br /><br />Bloom where you are planted.<br /><br />Which just goes to show you can find beauty<br />anywhere if you look at things the right way.<br /><br />Then the problem became choosing just one flower.<br /><br />I could not do it.<br /><br />So my perfect scene is a collage.<br /><br />Have a beautiful day. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Linking list:</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">1.Carly - POSTED! Ellipsis<br /><a title="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/" href="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/">http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />2. Lisa - POSTED!Lisa's Chaos<br /><a title="http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/" href="http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/">http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />3. Karen - POSTED!Outpost Mâvarin<br /><a title="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/" href="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/">http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">4. Wammy - POSTED!The Ellis Family Cincinnati<br /><a title="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/" href="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/">http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />5. MarthaPerception<br /><a title="http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/" href="http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/">http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/</a></div><div align="center"><br />6. Jan - POSTED!The Prytz Family</div><div align="center"><a title="http://theprytzfamily.blogspot.com/" href="http://theprytzfamily.blogspot.com/">http://theprytzfamily.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />7. TJTJ's Photo Expressions<br /><a title="http://tjexpressionsblog.blogspot.com/" href="http://tjexpressionsblog.blogspot.com/">http://tjexpressionsblog.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />8. NancyNancy Luvs Pics<br /><a title="http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspix/" href="http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspix/">http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspix/</a></div><div align="center"><br />9. Swampy - POSTED!Anecdotes, Antidotes, & Anodes<br /><a title="http://anecdotes.typepad.com/" href="http://anecdotes.typepad.com/">http://anecdotes.typepad.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />10. Janet - POSTED!fondofphotography<br /><a title="http://www.fondofsnape.com/" href="http://www.fondofsnape.com/">http://www.fondofsnape.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />11. Monica - POSTED!Family Affair Photography<br /><a title="http://familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/" href="http://familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/">http://familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />12. MariePhotographs & Memories<br /><a title="http://journals.aol.com/mariebm56/PhotographsAndMemories" href="http://journals.aol.com/mariebm56/PhotographsAndMemories">http://journals.aol.com/mariebm56/PhotographsAndMemories</a></div><div align="center"><br />13. VickiMaraca<br /><a title="http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/" href="http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/">http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />14. Jennifer Robin - POSTED!Robin's Woods<br /><a title="http://robinswoods.blogspot.com/" href="http://robinswoods.blogspot.com/">http://robinswoods.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />15. Jill - POSTED!Letting Crazy Take a Spin<br /><a title="http://lettingcrazytakeaspin.blogspot.com/" href="http://lettingcrazytakeaspin.blogspot.com/">http://lettingcrazytakeaspin.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />16. KivaEclectic Granny<br /><a title="http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/" href="http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/">http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />17. Suzanne RLiving . . . Suzanne R's Life<br /><a title="http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/" href="http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/">http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />18. MollyReturn of the White Robin<br /><a title="http://returnofthewhiterobin.blogspot.com/" href="http://returnofthewhiterobin.blogspot.com/">http://returnofthewhiterobin.blogspot.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />19. Kim - POSTED!Nekked Lizard Adventures<br /><a title="http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/" href="http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/">http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/</a></div><div align="center"><br />20. Steven(sometimes)photoblog<br /><a title="http://sometimesphotoblog.com/" href="http://sometimesphotoblog.com/">http://sometimesphotoblog.com/</a></div>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-36572542815544765432008-04-02T18:54:00.000-07:002008-04-02T19:10:32.957-07:00Life, as I know itI've been pretty tired lately.<br /><br />I need to get off my big ass and move more.<br /><br />I know that if I get up and go for a walk in the morning it will eventually lead to more energy.<br /><br />Not to mention a smaller ass.<br /><br />But I am tired.<br /><br /><br /><br />Someone said I have no life because I blog too much.<br /><br /><br /><br />I always feel guilty when I think I am not blogging enough.<br /><br /><br /><br />Why is that?<br /><br /><br /><br />It's not as if I owe anyone blog entries. It's not as iff I am getting paid to do this.<br /><br /><br /><br />I just kind of like blogging. It's an outlet.<br /><br /><br /><br />Why is seen as not having a life?<br /><br /><br /><br />If I was sitting in front of the computer writing poetry would that be better?<br /><br /><br /><br />Fuck 'em.<br /><br /><br /><br />It's my life, I will blog as much as I want to.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-43261180814663120832008-03-25T16:15:00.000-07:002008-03-25T16:20:53.934-07:00Kidding aroundI just found out some good friends of mine are having a baby.<br />It will be their second baby. They have a daughter who is about a year and a half old.<br />And while I am very happy and excited for them, I am also a little jealous.<br /><br />Because I do want to have a baby.<br />And I do realize that I am getting to that critical time. I will be 37 this May.<br /><br />And then there is the part of me that just does not want to hear anymore stories about Junior or Susie making a poopie in the pot or learning the sound a cow makes.<br /><br />Everyone says they will not be that parent who bores friends with story after story about the kid.<br /><br />And all those people, at least the ones I know, turn into that parent before mom can even push the little spawn out.<br /><br />Don't get me wrong. I love kids and I find all the silly little things they do cute.<br />But I don't need to hear about it over and over.<br /><br />Anyway, I am sure that when I do finally have a child of my own, I will NEVER be that parent.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-47787990120806978402008-03-22T18:41:00.000-07:002008-04-19T17:14:23.470-07:00Photo hunt: Metal<div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-W1oECZslI/AAAAAAAAALU/vsXp8Y9nscA/s1600-h/airplaneparts3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180746646242832978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-W1oECZslI/AAAAAAAAALU/vsXp8Y9nscA/s400/airplaneparts3.jpg" border="0" /></a> ---------------------</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-W1okCZsmI/AAAAAAAAALc/jy8VKaiolQE/s1600-h/airplaneparts1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180746654832767586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-W1okCZsmI/AAAAAAAAALc/jy8VKaiolQE/s400/airplaneparts1.jpg" border="0" /></a> ----------------------</p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-W1okCZsnI/AAAAAAAAALk/ca2spzVifAk/s1600-h/airplaneparts2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180746654832767602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-W1okCZsnI/AAAAAAAAALk/ca2spzVifAk/s400/airplaneparts2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />I have not done this <a href="http://tnchick.com/pshunt">photo hunt </a>before,<br />but I liked the topic.</p><div align="center">I like photographing metal things.</div><div align="center"></div><p align="center">Here are some from the Evergreen Aviation<br />Musuem outside Portland, Ore.</p><p align="center">They are all parts of airplanes.</p><p align="center"><br /></p><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><br /></p>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-86364142289120350222008-03-22T09:49:00.000-07:002008-04-19T17:14:33.443-07:00Round Robin: First Signs of Spring<div align="center">The challenge this time around over at<br /><a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin </a>was First Signs of Spring.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I don't want to say we don't get spring in Los Angeles.<br />But it's really not that dramatic a change<br />going from season to season here.<br /><br />But there is one thing that does change here in spring.<br />The daffodils come poking through.<br /><br />And they just look so happy,<br />stretching toward the sun.<br /><br />This was a bit of a lazy effort for me.<br />I will try to do better next time.<br /></div><div align="center">Here we have a daffodil in my yard.<br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180610684758110786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R-U5-ECZskI/AAAAAAAAALM/JPdBSnG5LPA/s400/daffodil.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><strong>Daffodil Lament - The Cranberries</strong></p><p align="center">Holding on, that's what I do since I met you.<br />And it won't be long. Would you notice if I left you?<br />And it's fine for some 'cause you're not the one,<br />You're not the one there... There...<br />there... there... there... there...<br />All night long, laid on my pillow,<br />These things are wrong. I can't sleep here!<br />So lovely, so lovely, so lovely. </p><p align="center">I have decided to leave you forever.<br />I have decided to start things from here.<br />Thunder and lightning won't change,<br />What I'm feeling<br />and the daffodils look lovely today,<br />And the daffodils look lovely today,<br />Look lovely today. </p><p align="center">Ooh, in your eyes I can see the disguise.<br />Ooh, in your eyes I can see the disguise.<br />Has anyone seen lightning?<br />Has anyone looked lovely? </p><p align="center">And the daffodils look lovely today,<br />And the daffodils look lovely today,<br />Look lovely today... </p><p align="center"><br /><strong>Here is the linking list:</strong></p><p align="center">Nan<br />Life is Like A Lunchbox<br /><a href="http://shawnanigans.net/">http://shawnanigans.net/</a><br /><br />Steven - POSTED!<br />(sometimes)photoblog<br /><a href="http://sometimesphotoblog.com/">http://sometimesphotoblog.com/</a><br /><br />Carly - POSTED!<br />Ellipsis<br /><a href="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/">http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Karen - POSTED!<br />Outpost Mâvarin<br /><a href="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/">http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Lisa - POSTED!<br />Lisa's Chaos<br /><a href="http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/">http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/</a><br /><br />Gattina<br />Keyhole Pictures<br /><a href="http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/">http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br /><br />Suzanne R - POSTED!<br />Living . . . Suzanne R's Life<br /><a href="http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/">http://newsuzannerslife.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Janet - POSTED!<br />fondofphotography<br /><a href="http://www.fondofsnape.com/">http://www.fondofsnape.com/</a><br /><br />Kiva<br />Eclectic Granny<br /><a href="http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/">http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Sandra<br />Strong Chemistry<br /><a href="http://strongchemistry.blogspot.com/">http://strongchemistry.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Martha - POSTED!<br />Perception<br /><a href="http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/">http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/</a><br /><br />Jan - POSTED!<br />The Prytz Family<br /><a href="http://theprytzfamily.blogspot.com/">http://theprytzfamily.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Monica - POSTED!<br />Family Affair Photography<br /><a href="http://www.familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/">http://www.familyaffairphotography.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Momma<br />Sandcastle Momma<br /><a href="http://sandcastlemomma.blogspot.com/">http://sandcastlemomma.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br /><br />Kim - POSTED!<br />Nekked Lizards<br /><a href="http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/">http://nekkedlizardadventures.typepad.com/</a><br /><br />Chrissie<br />Chrisseas-corner<br /><a href="http://chrisseas-corner.tripod.com/">http://chrisseas-corner.tripod.com/</a><br /><br />Celeste - POSTED!<br />Ragracers<br /><a href="http://ragracers.blogspot.com/">http://ragracers.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Vicki - POSTED!<br />Maraca<br /><a href="http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/">http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/</a><br /><br />Whammy - POSTED!<br />The Ellis Family Cincinnati<br /><a href="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/">http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/</a> </p>Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-9611105484395955482008-03-21T08:26:00.000-07:002008-03-21T08:44:33.630-07:00Progress? Hard to saySo he won't move in but he has started leaving little reminders of himself around the house.<br />His shoes under the coffee table.<br />His sweatshirt on the chair in the bedroom.<br />His shaver on the bathroom counter.<br />His own bottle of shampoo in the shower.<br />His favorite (three) kinds of cereal in the kitchen cabinet.<br /><br />He does not leave his pillow.<br />The pillow goes back and forth depending on where he plans on sleeping that night.<br /><br />He has a key.<br />He knows where to find the towels.<br />He has built a deck and helped me tile my kitchen.<br />He goes to the crazy family dinners.<br /><br />So is that all progress?<br /><br />Hard to say. <br /><br />I would like to think so.<br /><br />But I still have held my tongue about "love" and him moving in with me.<br /><br />Even though he is here four nights a week.<br /><br />And I am happy. So maybe that is enough progress for now.Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-83152796487025107922008-03-18T15:41:00.001-07:002008-03-18T15:45:01.323-07:00A face for radioDo I have an accent?
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<br />As a native Californian, I think I do not.
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<br />And no, I do not sound like a Valley girl.
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<br />Apparently, according to yet another useless but fun Internet quiz, I sound like I am from the Midland.
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<br />Wherever the fuck that is.
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<br />Good thing to know I have a voice suited to TV. Too bad I have a face suited to radio.
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<br />Ha. Just kidding. Just a little joke at my own expense. My face is OK for TV, it is my big fat ass they would find problematic.
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<br /><table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"><tbody><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"><b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif">What American accent do you have?</b> <div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px">Your Result: <b>The Midland</b></div><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 70%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div><p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none">"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.</p></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">The West</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 69%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">North Central</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 46%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">The South</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 46%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">Boston</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 25%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">The Inland North</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 15%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">Philadelphia</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px">The Northeast</td><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"><div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"><div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 0%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"></div></div></td></tr><tr><td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/<a"><b>What</a> American accent do you have?</b></a>
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<br />Atypical California Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11104594940276571192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1859280588058892634.post-55466886777229021332008-03-08T12:54:00.000-08:002008-04-19T17:14:45.562-07:00Round Robin: A Nice Place to Sit<div align="center">The challenge this time around at<br /><a href="http://roundrobinphoto.blogspot.com/">Round Robin </a>is "A Nice Place to Sit."<br />I am lucky enough to live in a place where we have many<br />nice places to sit outdoors pretty much all year long.<br />So I headed toward the water.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">All the pictures were taken Thursday, March 6, 2008.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">The following two pictures were taken along an area in<br />Redondo Beach, Calif., known as The Strand.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-Uc1mtHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hVH9akEnCkI/s1600-h/beachbench.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478549093987442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-Uc1mtHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/hVH9akEnCkI/s400/beachbench.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-Vs1mtII/AAAAAAAAAKE/3hmG8LTF-H0/s1600-h/beachguy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478570568823938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-Vs1mtII/AAAAAAAAAKE/3hmG8LTF-H0/s400/beachguy.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div align="center">The next two photos were taken<br />at The Neighborhood Church<br />in Palos Verdes Estates, Calif.</div><br /><div align="center">I don't go to this church for services.</div><br /><div align="center">But they have such a nice garden and this<br />beautiful seawall built into the bluffs.</div><br /><div align="center">Sometimes I just like to go here to wander around,<br />have a sit and think for a bit.</div><br /><div align="center">It is quite peaceful during the week<br />when no one is around.<br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-WM1mtJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QK5C1Aqp_3c/s1600-h/seawall.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478579158758546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-WM1mtJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/QK5C1Aqp_3c/s400/seawall.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478789612156114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-ic1mtNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ZmemF-sGt6c/s400/garden.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p align="center">On my way to work Thursday I decided on take the<br />scenic route through Long Beach, Calif.<br />I was driving past the art museum there<br />and decided to stop in for a look.<br />I was in no hurry to get to work anyway.<br />I found that they have a lovely little cafe with patio dining.<br />It was a beautiful day.<br />If I didn't have to get to work,<br />I would have stayed a while longer.<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-W81mtKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/aqGt8MpHjpM/s1600-h/museumcafe.jpg"></p></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478592043660450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-W81mtKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/aqGt8MpHjpM/s400/museumcafe.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-YM1mtLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0ysbWHaGSv4/s1600-h/museumcafe2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478613518496946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-YM1mtLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/0ysbWHaGSv4/s400/museumcafe2.jpg" border="0" /></a>I do like my new dining room set.<br />And the chairs are pretty comfy.<br />Apparently George, my behemoth cat, thinks so also.<br />He likes to hide on them, tucked under the table.<br />He also loves to sit in the window and watch the world go by.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478802497058018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-jM1mtOI/AAAAAAAAAK0/pFkVIdwllrg/s400/georgechair.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175482487578998018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9MB5s1mtQI/AAAAAAAAALE/F5I_HhL_sos/s400/georgewindow.jpg" border="0" /><br />Finally, I leave you with the last place I sat<br />Thursday night before heading home for the night.</p><br /><p align="center">I met some friends and former colleagues<br />at a dive bar in Torrance, Calif.<br />At the end of a long day, it was most<br />definitely a nice place to sit.<br />With a pint.<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175478772432286914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7J4Fe7jgyJs/R9L-hc1mtMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XVFjK4I6KkE/s400/barstool.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br /><strong>Linking list </strong><br /></p><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><p align="center">Tammie JeanLong Drives To Nowhere<br /><a title="http://tammiejean.blogspot.com/" href="http://tammiejean.blogspot.com/">http://tammiejean.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">Karen - POSTED!Outpost Mâvarin<br /><a title="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/" href="http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/">http://outmavarin.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">Carly - POSTED!Ellipsis<br /><a title="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/" href="http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/">http://ellipsissuddenlycarly.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">KivaEclectic Granny<br /><a title="http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/" href="http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/">http://eclecticgranny.blogspot.com/</a>**</p><br /><p align="center">Gattina<br /><a href="http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/">http://gattina-keyholepictures.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">JillLetting Crazy Take a Spin<br /><a title="http://lettingcrazytakeaspin.blogspot.com/" href="http://lettingcrazytakeaspin.blogspot.com/">http://lettingcrazytakeaspin.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">SandraStrong Chemistry<br /><a title="http://strongchemistry.blogspot.com/" href="http://strongchemistry.blogspot.com/">http://strongchemistry.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">Jan AKA WammyThe Ellis Family Cincinnati<br /><a title="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/" href="http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/">http://theellisfamilycincinnati.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">Lisa Marie - POSTED!Lisa's Chaos<br /><a title="http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/" href="http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/">http://lisaschaos.blog-city.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">NancyNancy LuvsPix<br /><a title="http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspix/" href="http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspix/">http://journals.aol.com/nhd106/Nancyluvspix/</a></p><br /><p align="center">VickiMaraca<br /><a title="http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/" href="http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/">http://mymaracas.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">SarahCharish-me<br /><a title="http://charish-me.blogspot.com/" href="http://charish-me.blogspot.com/">http://charish-me.blogspot.com/</a></p><br /><p align="center">MarthaPerception<br /><a title="http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/" href="http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/">http://journals.aol.com/lifes2odd/perception/</a></p><br /><p align="center">Suzanne R - POSTED!Living . . . 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