tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-233254442009-07-14T23:33:43.283-04:00Seriously. No. Seriously.Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.netBlogger465125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-8992162955511957412009-07-14T16:36:00.003-04:002009-07-14T16:52:12.036-04:00What Remains<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlztJtEpZGI/AAAAAAAADgc/43LPZNJDnS4/s1600-h/41F3CNAYJTL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlztJtEpZGI/AAAAAAAADgc/43LPZNJDnS4/s400/41F3CNAYJTL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358418407637738594" border="0" /></a><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;">“The dandelion is a gawky yellow flower that blooms and then collapse into a soft, clumsy down that little children blow wishes on. There was a sea of dandelions in our back yard on Madison Hill, and Grandma Binder, swinging her scythe, would mount a futile attack on them in her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">housedress</span> and apron. They grew into a clotted forest of long, milky necks in the backyard, and the best she could hope for was just to cut them down to stubs. It starts with one slouchy weed – pluck it out and it’s gone. You never quite remember, can’t pinpoint the time between when there was one week and a sea of them. There was a time when the thing seemed manageable, and then we were looking backward over our shoulders, running away from it.” ~ from <a href="http://www.amazon.com/What-Remains-Memoir-Fate-Friendship/dp/0743276949"><span style="font-weight: bold;">What Remains</span></a> by Carole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Radziwill</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span>This memoir by the wife of the late Anthony <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Radziwill</span> (nephew of the late Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis and cousin [and best friend] of the late John F. Kennedy, Jr.) lays out the life C. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Radziwill</span> lived as a young girl, a budding journalist, a young woman in love, a fighter, and one who lost more than seems imaginable in only three weeks' time.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span>The way in which she deals with her husband's invasive cancer and growing weakness show her for the true class act she obviously is. And how deeply what life has dealt her can hit someone square between the eyes...</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;">“But cancer showed up like an unplanned pregnancy and completely defined who we were together.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Arial;">We flash helpless smiles at the rest of the world when it pops in.<span style=""> </span>It is subtle, the performance.<span style=""> </span>We show up at dinners with friends and with family.<span style=""> </span>Anthony handsome and charming, me by his side.<span style=""> </span>The truth is my husband is dying, and we are lonely together.<span style=""> </span>There is the disease and the person, and though I am living with one has robbed me of the other.<span style=""> </span>He is devoted to something else.<span style=""> </span>It is in some ways similar, I imagine, to an affair, only in an affair I could pack my bags and storm out, slam the door shut, clearly wronged.<span style=""> </span>There’d be some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">satisfaction</span> in that.<span style=""> </span>This is a secret he won’t talk to me about, and I am not allowed to resent it.<span style=""> </span>When he looks at me he sees his disease.<span style=""> </span>I am managing it, too closely connected to it for intimacy.<span style=""> </span>I reflect it, and I suspect this angers him.<span style=""> </span>After a point, the cancer, and the thing we both hate, is that only thing that we share.”</span></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><span style="font-family: arial;">This book is a super read on so many levels... for its Kennedy connections, its true to life language, its ability to make you feel the pain, its subtle way of getting under your skin.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">It's up for grabs for anyone who wants it.</span><br /><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--><p style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-899216295551195741?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-63721428979910574972009-07-11T22:49:00.000-04:002009-07-11T21:13:09.392-04:00Nature Girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlksaePvZ3I/AAAAAAAADec/fiN1oHWtgGQ/s1600-h/IMG_17571.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlksaePvZ3I/AAAAAAAADec/fiN1oHWtgGQ/s400/IMG_17571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357362065041221490" border="0" /></a>I have been working on this project for quite some time, and it has finally all come together as close as it can come to the way that I had pictured it in my mind.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwiccZEXZI/AAAAAAAADd8/qbL-oh5JWgc/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwiccZEXZI/AAAAAAAADd8/qbL-oh5JWgc/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353691929089695122" border="0" /></a>Addie is my absolute Nature Girl.<br /><br />She loves everything outdoors... weather... animals... bugs... rocks... plants... And she's a pro-collector... leaves... butterflies... stones... snake skins... I used a thin piece of cork board and attached it to the layout then used small sewing pins to attach the items, (some needed <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.crafterspick.com/">The Ultimate Glue</a>, too.) I took little tiny tags and inked them and put the "regular" name of the item (i.e. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pinecone</span>,) and on the other side, the scientific name, (for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pinecone</span> it's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Pinophyta</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Strubius</span>.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwhdjyjxWI/AAAAAAAADds/ZbWklESpCjY/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwhdjyjxWI/AAAAAAAADds/ZbWklESpCjY/s400/IMG_0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353690848743900514" border="0" /></a>The challenge was to create a layout using <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://g45papers.com/index.php?PHPSESSID=6eceeabacd716577ab1f3a9092c58ae5">Graphic 45</a> papers using color photographs, and the <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://g45papers.com/product-bb.php"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Botanicabella</span></a> line totally spoke to me for this photo of Addie blowing a wish flower. I also had a nice collection of things she had found and given me... ivy (in the shape of a heart she found just for me)... a special rock... a piece of a blue robin's egg... a seashell... along with some notes she took on a hike with Sean.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwheNmMD9I/AAAAAAAADd0/Khtb6SN6ZW4/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwheNmMD9I/AAAAAAAADd0/Khtb6SN6ZW4/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353690859966304210" border="0" /></a>If you lift the field notes you will find her notebook paper and pencil drawing of one of the sights she saw on her hike of an inchworm hanging from a tree. I covered the drawing with mica using <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.rangerink.com/products/prod_inkssentials_sepia.htm">Sepia Accents</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlksRYa9UBI/AAAAAAAADeU/f7rT3yuqP0k/s1600-h/IMG_1755.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlksRYa9UBI/AAAAAAAADeU/f7rT3yuqP0k/s400/IMG_1755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357361908858834962" border="0" /></a><br />Combining this photo and the notes and the collection, I created this layout especially for her... to remember the love of nature this little girl has.<br /><br />The ultimate inspiration for this piece was the stick that the layout is tied to for hanging. Addie found this amazing stick covered in lichen, and I asked her if I could have it to make something out of it, of her.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwhcwtfXmI/AAAAAAAADdk/b6GLaog3-_w/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkwhcwtfXmI/AAAAAAAADdk/b6GLaog3-_w/s400/IMG_0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353690835032432226" border="0" /></a><br />We had a great morning this morning at <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.mass.gov/dcr/parks/borderland/">Borderland State Park</a> where we took a hike, just the tour of us with one of the ranger's, Joe, and learned about dragonflies. Joe was duly impressed with Addie's knowledge of insects, birds and nature. He said that he teaches school groups of 30 kids and has only met one other girl like Addie. She is truly a Nature Girl.<br /><br />Here are a few shots from today...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk3kEZDx-I/AAAAAAAADfE/DQ8b5Nc03bY/s1600-h/IMG_1838.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk3kEZDx-I/AAAAAAAADfE/DQ8b5Nc03bY/s200/IMG_1838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357374324527581154" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2fRaJysI/AAAAAAAADe0/ruHkCxNSeqk/s1600-h/IMG_1833.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2fRaJysI/AAAAAAAADe0/ruHkCxNSeqk/s200/IMG_1833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357373142610856642" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2fDfp1-I/AAAAAAAADes/tUm4VuTc8w4/s1600-h/IMG_1786.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2fDfp1-I/AAAAAAAADes/tUm4VuTc8w4/s200/IMG_1786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357373138875832290" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2eydqGpI/AAAAAAAADek/tvWjv0DCC24/s1600-h/IMG_1775.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2eydqGpI/AAAAAAAADek/tvWjv0DCC24/s200/IMG_1775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357373134304058002" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2f5KCnTI/AAAAAAAADe8/Y5Alq1uxEpc/s1600-h/IMG_1810.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Slk2f5KCnTI/AAAAAAAADe8/Y5Alq1uxEpc/s200/IMG_1810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357373153280695602" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Nature Girl</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Cardstock</span>: Graphic 45, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bazzill</span> Basics<br />Paper</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Stamps: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Stampin</span>' Up, source unknown &amp; Close to My Heart</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Ink &amp; Adhesive: Ranger<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">Plastic, Canvas &amp; Chipboard Letters: Lil Davis</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tags: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ProvoCraft</span></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">other: mesh, twine, pins, seashell, stick, egg, moth, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pinecone</span>, cork, leaves, rock, pencil, wooden letters, Scrabble tile &amp; wood</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-6372142897991057497?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-19850568996038383752009-07-06T00:34:00.000-04:002009-07-06T00:35:16.132-04:00Happy 4th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlF--_pqw-I/AAAAAAAADeE/lLKU0FkLyU8/s1600-h/IMG_14221.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SlF--_pqw-I/AAAAAAAADeE/lLKU0FkLyU8/s400/IMG_14221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355201052623422434" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-1985056899603838375?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-14800149903130222652009-06-27T22:47:00.003-04:002009-06-27T23:34:00.934-04:00The Red Tent<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkbjqApFLzI/AAAAAAAADdQ/gp5XgZSrsaI/s1600-h/51J6A2VEG8L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-big-look,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkbjqApFLzI/AAAAAAAADdQ/gp5XgZSrsaI/s400/51J6A2VEG8L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-big-look,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352215518042730290" border="0" /></a><br />A good book teaches a good lesson.<br /><br />And of all the things to gather from <a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Red_Tent">The Red Tent</a> by <a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.anitadiamant.com/index.asp?page=home">Anita <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Diamont</span></a>, this lesson comes inferentially through a stunningly written book about a strong and remarkable woman, Dinah, daughter of Leah and Jacob, son of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Rebecca</span> and Issac, son of Abram.<br /><br />The story begins by unraveling the history and background of Dinah's "mothers," her biological mother, Leah, and her sisters, (Dinah's aunts,) Rachel, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Zilpah</span>, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Bilhah</span> because, "If you want to understand any woman you must first ask about her mother and then listen carefully. Stories about food show a strong connection. Wistful silences demonstrate unfinished business. The more a daughter knows the details of her mother's life - without flinching or whining - the stronger the daughter."<br /><br />Dinah, the only girl, revels in being doted on by her mothers and is folded into their tightly woven sisterhood. But she is, alas a daughter and realizes this when her parents ruminate over Leah's step-mother, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ruti</span>, "There was no room for me between them, no need for me. My mother's eyes were full of Jacob. I did not matter to her the way she mattered to me. I wanted to cry, but I realized that I was too old for that. I would be a woman soon and I would have to learn how to live with a divided heart."<br /><br />Dinah comes of age in an age beyond her teachings. Although not allowed to speak as such, Dinah's thoughts show how enlightened she is. Her hate for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Ruti's</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">subservient</span> ways would be something <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">women</span> then would not have felt.<br /><br />The significance of the red tent encompasses that "secret society" we women covet. And even when the secrets are revealed, the language is one that men cannot hear. "'In the red tent, the truth is known. In the red tent, where days pass like a gentle stream, as the gift of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Innana</span> course through us, cleansing the body of last month's death, preparing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">the</span> body to receive the new month's life, women give thanks -'"<br /><br />Many disappointments outline Dinah's life... the missing connection she feels with a grandmother she "imagine would understand [her] instantly and adore [her] above any of [her] brothers"... the betrayal of her brothers and their viciousness... her enormous losses... but her great insight helps her to realize why they exist, "The painful things - ... seemed like knots on a beautiful necklace, necessary for keeping the beads in place."<br /><br />Ah, that I will remember what those knots are for.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">{This and <a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Sea-Glass-Novel-Anita-Shreve/dp/0316089699">Sea Glass</a> by <a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.anitashreve.com/">Anita <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Shreve</span></a> are both up for grabs for anyone who wants them.}</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-1480014990313022265?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-71741544576915833182009-06-26T16:48:00.002-04:002009-06-26T16:48:53.089-04:00RIP Michael Jackson<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkU0JLgpGMI/AAAAAAAADdI/vHzLFDj9iKY/s1600-h/Michae_Jackson_Thriller_album_cover.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SkU0JLgpGMI/AAAAAAAADdI/vHzLFDj9iKY/s400/Michae_Jackson_Thriller_album_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351741064512870594" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-7174154457691583318?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-42927442300465028382009-06-17T21:30:00.004-04:002009-06-17T21:48:50.898-04:00Wednesday Spaghetti<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wednesdayspaghetti.blogspot.com/"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbKBIO1WI/AAAAAAAADbY/tK_y5lBhUeE/s400/wedspag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476628883133794" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbKf7RltI/AAAAAAAADbg/5u9rLe9fDFk/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbKf7RltI/AAAAAAAADbg/5u9rLe9fDFk/s400/IMG_0918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476637150287570" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We have happily jumped on the saucy bandwagon called <a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://wednesdayspaghetti.blogspot.com/">Wednesday Spaghetti</a>!</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">As stated on their site in their mission statement...<br /><br /></span> <div class="widget-content"> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Wednesday Spaghetti was formed to increase public awareness of the need for families, caregivers, and peer groups to spend quality time together in an in-home, casual dining setting in order to discuss general life issues, household guidelines and practices, personal habits, issues, and goals, educational habits, issues, and goals, employment habits, issues and goals, family habits, issues, and goals, physical health-related issues, emotional health-related issues, spiritual issues, relationship issues, community events and resources, and other such topics; to support and conduct nonpartisan research, educational and informational activities to increase public awareness of the importance of togetherness, communication, and good nutrition; to provide simple to make, nutritious meals to any family or group in the community, regardless of race, color, creed, religious beliefs, ethnicity, economic status, or location at no cost to the family or group.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">So, in the interest of communicating a sense of community, value and care to our children, to others and to ourselves we have begun the weekly tradition called Wednesday Spaghetti.<br /><br />Tonight we had 9 friends for a pot of spaghetti with sauce and meatballs... some garlic bread... watermelon... freeze pops... ice cream... brownies... and some extra treats brought by our guests... and we had SUCH a nice night. The kids played, the adults ate, the hamster had a workout and we can't wait to do it again next week.<br /><br />Thanks to our guests for what you brought, but also for coming! What a great success!<br /><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbYwqrgwI/AAAAAAAADcQ/oorCNeak4oY/s1600-h/IMG_0946.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbYwqrgwI/AAAAAAAADcQ/oorCNeak4oY/s400/IMG_0946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476882162254594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbYqHz3xI/AAAAAAAADcI/y47dItCHfRs/s1600-h/IMG_0943.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbYqHz3xI/AAAAAAAADcI/y47dItCHfRs/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476880405389074" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Connor &amp; everyone helps clean up!<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbYSfTZqI/AAAAAAAADcA/Gsbc7sD7N5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0937.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbYSfTZqI/AAAAAAAADcA/Gsbc7sD7N5Q/s400/IMG_0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476874061473442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbLVUxyAI/AAAAAAAADb4/ANQGuepgtlY/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 311px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbLVUxyAI/AAAAAAAADb4/ANQGuepgtlY/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476651484334082" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Liam jumping in a mud puddle &amp; the kids looking for a snake!</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbK9Q7odI/AAAAAAAADbw/FR0hPMW5Kz8/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbK9Q7odI/AAAAAAAADbw/FR0hPMW5Kz8/s400/IMG_0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476645025751506" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbKhYLnoI/AAAAAAAADbo/4kLaEugRjWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjmbKhYLnoI/AAAAAAAADbo/4kLaEugRjWQ/s400/IMG_0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348476637539966594" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Addie eating an ice cream &amp; the "kids'" table!</span></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-4292744230046502838?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-75346935398391492022009-06-14T21:13:00.004-04:002009-06-14T21:21:43.982-04:00This Day is For<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2AACMSI/AAAAAAAADaI/Aa5EzvBu3XM/s1600-h/scan0158.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2AACMSI/AAAAAAAADaI/Aa5EzvBu3XM/s400/scan0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347356982145855778" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Guess who?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg9GwgpUI/AAAAAAAADa4/7lWTE0F-CuA/s1600-h/scan0156.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg9GwgpUI/AAAAAAAADa4/7lWTE0F-CuA/s400/scan0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347357104218875202" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg9HblLwI/AAAAAAAADaw/r9UgOrXxMNE/s1600-h/scan0143.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg9HblLwI/AAAAAAAADaw/r9UgOrXxMNE/s400/scan0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347357104399527682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2R2k_4I/AAAAAAAADaQ/OYTSAOkZMH4/s1600-h/scan0014.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2R2k_4I/AAAAAAAADaQ/OYTSAOkZMH4/s400/scan0014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347356986938032002" border="0" /> </a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2gT_azI/AAAAAAAADag/BGv82Pzom8o/s1600-h/scan0021.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2gT_azI/AAAAAAAADag/BGv82Pzom8o/s400/scan0021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347356990819494706" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg225tPoI/AAAAAAAADao/Rhwo_jenokM/s1600-h/scan0049.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg225tPoI/AAAAAAAADao/Rhwo_jenokM/s400/scan0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347356996883267202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg9c5aNpI/AAAAAAAADbA/UFfWYywbZH8/s1600-h/scan0163.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg9c5aNpI/AAAAAAAADbA/UFfWYywbZH8/s400/scan0163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347357110161782418" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This day is for celebrating... for looking back... for looking forward.<br /><br />This day is for singing... reminiscing... for being hopeful.<br /><br />This day is for questioning... promising... for projecting.<br /><br />All of this is for you.<br /><br />But for me, it's a day to tell you how much I love you.<br /><br />I love you, Mom.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2j5HHtI/AAAAAAAADaY/xdHUFzsqRXw/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjWg2j5HHtI/AAAAAAAADaY/xdHUFzsqRXw/s400/IMG_0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347356991780495058" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-7534693539839149202?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-37541637928414235792009-06-13T12:23:00.003-04:002009-06-13T23:36:03.825-04:00Sea Glass<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjRvgH3mivI/AAAAAAAADZ4/M115Qe6Hryk/s1600-h/c2d5810ae7a08baef62d8110.L.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SjRvgH3mivI/AAAAAAAADZ4/M115Qe6Hryk/s400/c2d5810ae7a08baef62d8110.L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347021255254379250" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.amazon.com/Sea-Glass-Novel-Anita-Shreve/dp/0316089699">Sea Glass</a> </span>by <a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.anitashreve.com/">Anita <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Shreve</span></a> is a narrative novel that unfolds during the tight times of the Depression. It highlights the lives of two newlyweds and those that encompass their tight, but varied circle of friends, co-workers, and comrades.<br /><br />It's a truly gripping account of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nitty</span> gritty life of people trying to make it in a time of bread lines and strikes. From the couple just starting out to the privileged elite, the effects of the times touched all.<br /><br />Sexton, the young virile salesman and wife of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Honora</span> who must humble himself.<br /><br />Vivian, the rich debutante with money to spare and a heart that turns to gold.<br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">McDermott</span>, the quiet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">thinke</span> with more honor than most.<br /><br />Alice <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Willard</span> and her hopeful letters.<br /><br />Alphonse, the young boy with the experience and ways of a man.<br /><br />And <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Honora</span>. Naive, then worldly <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Honora</span> who loses her visions, and dreams, and innocence and gains wisdom, but a wisdom with at an enormous price.<br /><br />The dissection of the marriage between <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Honora</span> and Sexton is so well written and more relevant than any I've encountered in any book.<br /><br />At one point when <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Honora</span> has had it with Sexton and his whiny, reclusive, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">unaffectionate</span> ways, she feels the need to talk to Sexton about something that's truly upsetting her. And that is the moment Sexton brings home a gaggle of people to the house for a few days of work. The energy and zest these people bring to their home is palpable, and it invigorates Sexton for the first in a very long time. However, at their first moment alone <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Honora</span> brings up what's bothering her.<br /><br />The words that describe how Sexton feels about this opened my eyes to the juxtaposition between a husband and a wife. Men and women think and feel so very differently and if we could just <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">acknowledge</span> a little more how the other thinks and feels, things would run a lot more smoothly.<br /><br />Sexton thinks, "Jesus Christ, why is she doing this? Doesn't she see that it's the first time he hasn't felt like a bum since Christmas? He hasn't felt this good, this <span style="font-style: italic;">useful</span>, since the late fall, nearly a year ago. And she wants to pick this particular moment to have this fight? Has she forgotten what it was like all winter and all through the spring, when he was so tired and depressed and... <span style="font-style: italic;">ashamed</span>... that he could hardly look at her?"<br /><br />The vulnerable hidden beneath a false facade of bravado and the air of not caring.<br /><br />The story of a marriage, of friendships, of hardships, or trying times and what endures, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Sea Glass</span> is a great read. It would make a compliment to history studies on the Great Depression in high school, too. The novel is a personal account of life in the time my grandparents grew up.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sea Glass</span> is up for grabs... if you want it, let me know.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-3754163792841423579?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-2244358463910196062009-06-09T09:39:00.002-04:002009-06-09T09:43:07.993-04:00The Universe<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Si5mx4DIVXI/AAAAAAAADZw/r9Ha-vqt0uE/s1600-h/Universum.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Si5mx4DIVXI/AAAAAAAADZw/r9Ha-vqt0uE/s400/Universum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345322814780495218" border="0" /></a><br /> <table style="text-align: left;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="600"> <tbody> <tr> <td><span style="font-size: 12pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-family:Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#000066;" > There will always be people in your life, Michelle, who hold you back, who cost you too much, and who fail to see all you've done for them. But, of course, they're just there to teach you that you do have time, that you'll always be rich, and that your own high standards are all that matter.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-224435846391019606?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-49993162490976306222009-05-31T20:32:00.003-04:002009-05-31T21:16:15.046-04:00Day at the Beach<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" >It's that simple.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMj_QRePbI/AAAAAAAADXw/CR8HzNKL-CY/s1600-h/IMG_9992.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMj_QRePbI/AAAAAAAADXw/CR8HzNKL-CY/s320/IMG_9992.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153152598523314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Nantasket</span></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiCZyPLkI/AAAAAAAADWI/-EKgRgSwcbo/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 288px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMkANNgzCI/AAAAAAAADYI/MS3KkS8vc3c/s320/IMG_9979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153168956476450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMj_w29MsI/AAAAAAAADYA/ayqcM6kV_uo/s1600-h/IMG_9984.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMj_w29MsI/AAAAAAAADYA/ayqcM6kV_uo/s320/IMG_9984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153161345675970" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMj_KnzgLI/AAAAAAAADXo/uWgrvnXecRE/s1600-h/IMG_99871.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMj_KnzgLI/AAAAAAAADXo/uWgrvnXecRE/s320/IMG_99871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153151081578674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMmdwSGoZI/AAAAAAAADZg/czZ5sslQNJo/s1600-h/IMG_9977.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMmdwSGoZI/AAAAAAAADZg/czZ5sslQNJo/s320/IMG_9977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155875610435986" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiCrrDV3I/AAAAAAAADWQ/Euo6W3MbyjM/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiCrrDV3I/AAAAAAAADWQ/Euo6W3MbyjM/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342151012469921650" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Joseph's</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMko6o90UI/AAAAAAAADYg/Mu5_EoSf-1E/s1600-h/IMG_00561.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMko6o90UI/AAAAAAAADYg/Mu5_EoSf-1E/s320/IMG_00561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153868345987394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Arcade</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiX1290JI/AAAAAAAADWY/-g6Sxf7gYA0/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 433px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiX1290JI/AAAAAAAADWY/-g6Sxf7gYA0/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342151375981498514" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMkoCfZC1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/Z7HQUyX5Y3A/s1600-h/IMG_00771.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMkoCfZC1I/AAAAAAAADYQ/Z7HQUyX5Y3A/s320/IMG_00771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153853273443154" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMlYlW_0JI/AAAAAAAADZA/edEA5ZKkWfk/s1600-h/IMG_00831.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMlYlW_0JI/AAAAAAAADZA/edEA5ZKkWfk/s320/IMG_00831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342154687267197074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiYexHnbI/AAAAAAAADWo/g-HGqvcLC7A/s1600-h/IMG_0116.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiYexHnbI/AAAAAAAADWo/g-HGqvcLC7A/s320/IMG_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342151386962828722" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiYAHj2GI/AAAAAAAADWg/dTcMMsk7zAM/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiYAHj2GI/AAAAAAAADWg/dTcMMsk7zAM/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342151378735454306" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ice Cream<br /><br /></span></span></span></div> <div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMkpYHIdmI/AAAAAAAADYw/MnCgc4T6Vt8/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMkpYHIdmI/AAAAAAAADYw/MnCgc4T6Vt8/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342153876257142370" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiYuigrSI/AAAAAAAADWw/_ZWLkJ38Eco/s1600-h/IMG_0133.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMiYuigrSI/AAAAAAAADWw/_ZWLkJ38Eco/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342151391196523810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjFW17S2I/AAAAAAAADXA/4pnCqVeJUi8/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjFW17S2I/AAAAAAAADXA/4pnCqVeJUi8/s320/IMG_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342152157929622370" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Back to the Beach</span><br /></div><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjGIJypYI/AAAAAAAADXY/EyXg3pTxhRY/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjGIJypYI/AAAAAAAADXY/EyXg3pTxhRY/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342152171166279042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjF_2Lw5I/AAAAAAAADXQ/76vPrhrZrtg/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjF_2Lw5I/AAAAAAAADXQ/76vPrhrZrtg/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342152168936555410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMmdoa1KvI/AAAAAAAADZY/JleRCAON-uE/s1600-h/IMG_01761.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMmdoa1KvI/AAAAAAAADZY/JleRCAON-uE/s320/IMG_01761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155873499556594" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjFhXe1eI/AAAAAAAADXI/LaJu-9akeFE/s1600-h/IMG_0190.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjFhXe1eI/AAAAAAAADXI/LaJu-9akeFE/s320/IMG_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342152160754718178" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMlqILDsBI/AAAAAAAADZI/Xxu3ZUA8FO8/s1600-h/IMG_0201.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMlqILDsBI/AAAAAAAADZI/Xxu3ZUA8FO8/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342154988670136338" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMl3AhPzaI/AAAAAAAADZQ/dCno_DSho90/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMl3AhPzaI/AAAAAAAADZQ/dCno_DSho90/s320/IMG_0219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155209954020770" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMmeJsnUmI/AAAAAAAADZo/BfJN_owVNQs/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMmeJsnUmI/AAAAAAAADZo/BfJN_owVNQs/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342155882432516706" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:130%;">The End.</span></span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjGi3Os9I/AAAAAAAADXg/F-YwMpGKW3M/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SiMjGi3Os9I/AAAAAAAADXg/F-YwMpGKW3M/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342152178336183250" border="0" /></a></div> </div> </div> </div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-4999316249097630622?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-35473755717569929592009-05-28T14:28:00.002-04:002009-05-28T15:01:25.072-04:00I am a Bridge<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sh7fcWnZ4dI/AAAAAAAADVo/axRWZvQWXMk/s1600-h/brooklyn-bridge.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sh7fcWnZ4dI/AAAAAAAADVo/axRWZvQWXMk/s400/brooklyn-bridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340951886308172242" border="0" /></a><br />I am a bridge. A connector. A pathway to a destination.<br /><br />I have coupled people to people; people to jobs; jobs to people; people to opportunities.<br /><br />I am the segue. The transition. The journey.<br /><br />I have been there. I have facilitated. I have connected.<br /><br />I am not jealous. I am happy for those that have benefited from what I have been able to connect them to; to those who have met someone through me. I am not bitter. I do not have any regrets.<br /><br />I can and will continue to make those connections. I am happy to put what's right with what's right.<br /><br />I am a bridge.<br /><br />It's just lonely sometimes watching the parties on the islands alone from the bridge.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-3547375571756992959?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-63903757948723919172009-05-26T19:35:00.003-04:002009-05-26T19:43:05.175-04:00Worthy Art Thou of Acclaim<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Shx-NOg0JyI/AAAAAAAADVY/0DDkMI3j7Ec/s1600-h/IMG_9857.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Shx-NOg0JyI/AAAAAAAADVY/0DDkMI3j7Ec/s400/IMG_9857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340282023853696802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Traveling back in time<br /> to when we were more...<br /><br />more energetic<br />more giddy<br />more youthful<br /><br />And meeting today<br /> as less...<br /><br />less judgmental<br />less self conscious<br />less fickle<br /><br /> less really is more<br /><br /> connections made<br /> friendships reignited<br /> love shared<br /> pieces remembered<br /> others forgotten<br /><br />Here's the the Woodward School for Girls, Class of 1988, with hearts of joy!<br /><br />Nice to see you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-6390375794872391917?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-6906053150325027362009-05-14T22:30:00.003-04:002009-05-14T23:07:42.837-04:00I was ta88ed...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgzcL-jVeQI/AAAAAAAADUg/8VJlIY-U3UM/s1600-h/110885323_90ab500d85.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgzcL-jVeQI/AAAAAAAADUg/8VJlIY-U3UM/s400/110885323_90ab500d85.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335881756855073026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">{<a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/uberllama/110885323/">silo 8 </a>by <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/uberllama/">uberllama</a>}</span><br /><br /></div>I like being tagged. I think it's fun. And when it's through cyberspace it never hurts!<br /><br />My <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ebogie.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-england-bloggers.html">NE pal</a>, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ebogie.blogspot.com/">Elizabeth </a><br /><br />8 Things About Me<br /><br />8 THINGS I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO<br /><ol><li><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Scrappin</span>' in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sturbridge</span><br /></li><li>Sunday</li><li>my reunion</li><li>nice weather</li><li>Liam doing another poop on the potty (it's a big one here)</li><li>payday</li><li>seeing Michelle</li><li>winning the lottery</li></ol>8 THINGS I DID YESTERDAY<br /><ol><li>went to softball practice</li><li>went out for <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.stoneforge.net/Restaurants/Easton/Easton.aspx?restaurant=Easton">dinner</a></li><li>went out for <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://hilliardscandy.com/">ice cream</a></li><li>ate a bologna sandwich</li><li>watched <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.americanidol.com/">American Idol</a></li><li>almost finished <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Red-Tent-Anita-Diamant/dp/0312195516">The Red Tent</a></li><li>went to <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.michaels.com/art/online/home">Michael's</a></li><li>showered</li></ol>8 THINGS I WISH I COULD DO<br /><ol><li>gymnastics</li><li>drive a stick shift</li><li>fix more things</li><li>sign</li><li>sustain</li><li>spend as much money as I want</li><li>complete triple what I do in a day now</li><li>capture what I really see</li></ol>8 SHOWS I WATCH<br />I'm not even going to bother boring you with this... see<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://fromichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-shows-i-cant-miss.html">here</a>.<br />I will list though, what I'm looking forward to for summer TV:<br /><ol><li style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/big_brother/">Big Brother</a></li><li style="font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.fox.com/glee/">Glee</a></li><li><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/wipeout/index?pn=index"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Wipeout</span></a> (only because of Addie)</li></ol>8 is a magic number.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-690605315032502736?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-14808919167620101352009-05-13T09:11:00.006-04:002009-05-13T14:06:49.491-04:00Triple Teen Tome TimeYou know I like to read teen and young readers now and again... to break up my reading, (I'm wicked intense about it, so it's a nice deviation, and I'm also a teacher and like to read what the kids are reading, {or have to read!})<br /><br />In the last month or so I have read 3 young readers/teen books that I'd like to share.<br /><br />The first one I read on suggestion of a sixth grader who had chosen it as a book report topic, the second I read out of pure peer pressure, (pressure being from young and adult alike!) And the third is a classic that I had never read before.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sgr1BaCZtDI/AAAAAAAADUA/PYDVnUhdXTU/s1600-h/414DN2G3EVL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sgr1BaCZtDI/AAAAAAAADUA/PYDVnUhdXTU/s400/414DN2G3EVL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335346113091843122" border="0" /></a><a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Rules-Newbery-Honor-Book-Cynthia/dp/0439443822">Rules</a>, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cynthialord.com/">Cynthia Lord</a>'s debut novel is a significant glimpse into twelve year old Catherine's life. Catherine's brother, David, has autism and that fact affects Catherine (and the whole family,) in what Catherine feels is an abnormal way.<br /><br />David needs rules. He likes them. He craves them. But the irony here is that so does Catherine. She needs them for David. And she needs them for herself.<br /><br />The beauty of this book is that it shows that Catherine's life really is normal. Because normal is what we are. What we experience.<br /><br />This is a great read for anyone who has experienced autism in any way.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sgr0VG9zY-I/AAAAAAAADT4/w50ET1CDbHA/s1600-h/41DcKN0STkL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sgr0VG9zY-I/AAAAAAAADT4/w50ET1CDbHA/s400/41DcKN0STkL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335345352058037218" border="0" /></a>And the peer pressure book, what else could it be? <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Twilight-Saga-Book-1/dp/0316015849">Twilight</a>. Another debut novel by a new author, <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/twilight.html">Stephanie Meyer</a>. I didn't have any intention or desire to read the first book in this series, but I did become intrigued and gave in.<br /><br />So, here's the deal with<span style="font-style: italic;"> Twilight</span>.<br /><br />It's definitely a teen book. And it's well written on a teen level. That's a good thing. There's a real need for good quality teen books that are interesting and relevant.<br /><br />Within the first few pages we already see the strength of Bella, and her determination to be who she is. "No one was going to bite (her.)"<br /><br />Bella is the perfect heroine. A super role model for teenage girls. She is strong, determined, brave, and curious, while also being confused, fallible, anxious, and HUMAN.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sgr1BlH1RbI/AAAAAAAADUI/Rssbl_pTuhY/s1600-h/A_wrinkle_in_time_digest_2007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sgr1BlH1RbI/AAAAAAAADUI/Rssbl_pTuhY/s400/A_wrinkle_in_time_digest_2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335346116067411378" border="0" /></a>Finally, another series book, the first of <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madeleine_L%27Engle">Madeleine <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">L'Engle</span></a>'s Titles in Time Quintet, <a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Wrinkle_in_Time">A Wrinkle in Time</a>.<br /><br />A tween book from the past about the future, <span style="font-style: italic;">A Wrinkle in Time</span> chronicles the adventure of Meg Murry, her brother Charles Wallace, and their friend, Calvin through space and time to save the universe and the Murrys' father who is caught somewhere in time.<br /><br />The complicated series of events on the adventure result in an other-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wordly</span>, peaceful conclusion that brings this story to a quiet end.<br /><br />All three books are great reads for different reasons. And Twilight is up for grabs if anyone would like it!<div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-1480891916762010135?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-65778728004966976312009-05-10T21:19:00.004-04:002009-05-13T14:07:07.213-04:00Being a Mom<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgeDR4bsGCI/AAAAAAAADTw/8g0SSvr-TIM/s1600-h/IMG_9552.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgeDR4bsGCI/AAAAAAAADTw/8g0SSvr-TIM/s400/IMG_9552.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334376626873178146" border="0" /></a>Being a mom is lots of things...<br /><br />it's hard.<br /><br />It's fun.<br /><br />It's stressful.<br /><br />It's a privilege.<br /><br />It's special.<br /><br />It's heartbreaking.<br /><br />It's heartwarming.<br /><br />But being a mother is not possible without there being a father. Whatever form or shape or idea he is... he is.<br /><br />And, for me, being a mother comes with the sincere honor of fulfilling this role with an amazing man who makes my role as a mother, not only easier, but much more gratifying.<br /><br />This Mother's Day I am of course, grateful for my children, (as well as the beautiful cards they made me and the pretty flowers they picked me.)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgeDRkR64JI/AAAAAAAADTg/ouCU1R3jnec/s1600-h/IMG_9593.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgeDRkR64JI/AAAAAAAADTg/ouCU1R3jnec/s400/IMG_9593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334376621463494802" border="0" /></a><br /><br />But I am also thankful for my husband, who is so much more than my husband, but the amazing, dedicated, loving father to my two little blessings.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgeDRil5hYI/AAAAAAAADTo/ZaNLNE2JOgs/s1600-h/IMG_9519.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgeDRil5hYI/AAAAAAAADTo/ZaNLNE2JOgs/s400/IMG_9519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334376621010421122" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers, (in whatever form, shape or idea you are.)<div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-6577872800496697631?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-58029505656868760482009-05-05T22:28:00.015-04:002009-05-13T14:09:59.645-04:0010 Shows I Can't Miss...It's almost down to the wire... most shows have just one or two left before the season ends... soon we'll be upon the eve of summer television, and one can never say exactly how that one's gonna go... so without further adieu... the 10 Shows I Cannot Currently miss... (in no particular order...)<br /><br />1. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.americanidol.com/">American Idol</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD8E0AaG5I/AAAAAAAADRs/7MrDhaOnm-A/s1600-h/41840.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD8E0AaG5I/AAAAAAAADRs/7MrDhaOnm-A/s400/41840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332539118416698258" border="0" /></a>Of course... so, we're down to 4 until tomorrow. Will they do a bottom 3 when there are only 4 left? If so, Adam will be the only one left off. And Allison will go home. I really liked Kris tonight. I thought he rocked the Beatles tonight. Adam will win this thing. Danny second.<br /><br />2. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nbc.com/the-celebrity-apprentice/">Celebrity Apprentice</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD8w2vEfYI/AAAAAAAADR0/SaKftPyvMeY/s1600-h/811_24_thefinaltwo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD8w2vEfYI/AAAAAAAADR0/SaKftPyvMeY/s400/811_24_thefinaltwo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332539875063528834" border="0" /></a>Down to two, and are they the best two? Not sure. Trump just wants a showdown and with Joan and Annie, that's guaranteed. I think Annie will win. She's ruthless, egotistical, selfish... and if last year's winner is any indication, Trump loves it.<br /><br />3. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nbc.com/southland/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Southland</span></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD9RpAzeEI/AAAAAAAADR8/y4VOrs92twM/s1600-h/68_NUP_134651_0035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD9RpAzeEI/AAAAAAAADR8/y4VOrs92twM/s400/68_NUP_134651_0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332540438315497538" border="0" /></a>LOVE it! I am <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">SOOOO</span> addicted. There's only been like 3, but I am totally hooked. The only thing about this show, though, is, that I have to watch it on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">DVR</span>. It's so intense and sometimes hard to hear, that there is a significant amount of replaying involved.<br /><br />4. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/flashpoint/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Flashpoint</span></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD9wX4HNII/AAAAAAAADSE/UhPKF1rM5UI/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD9wX4HNII/AAAAAAAADSE/UhPKF1rM5UI/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332540966291584130" border="0" /></a>Started watching this on a whim and can't stop. Love Enrico <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Colantoni</span> (who will always go by Elliot to me,) he is so great in this show. Well done, smart... great show.<br /><br />5. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/index?pn=index">Grey's Anatomy</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD-N1NRp2I/AAAAAAAADSM/r782yJTCx1U/s1600-h/17.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD-N1NRp2I/AAAAAAAADSM/r782yJTCx1U/s400/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332541472381183842" border="0" /></a>That's a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">gimmee</span>, right? And season finale is Thursday. Looking forward to the wedding. It will be good. These two do belong together. It would be nice if they began as a strong couple and stayed that way. (Always wished Mark Green on ER has stayed with his wife, there's got to be some hope in marriages. Even on TV.)<br /><br />6. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.fox.com/hellskitchen/">Hell's Kitchen</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD-a4lkoTI/AAAAAAAADSU/t2sh0X9oido/s1600-h/staff-gordon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD-a4lkoTI/AAAAAAAADSU/t2sh0X9oido/s400/staff-gordon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332541696626696498" border="0" /></a>I'm actually going to be bummed when this one's over. I LOVE Gordon Ramsay! He's the &amp;(*^%$ best *^^%^* guy on &amp;*^%$$$#!!! Either Ben or Paula will be a great winner. Now piss off.<br /><br />7. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancingwiththestars/index?pn=index">Dancing with the Stars</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD5hztpVrI/AAAAAAAADRk/_qCiRrLZKP4/s1600-h/20.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD5hztpVrI/AAAAAAAADRk/_qCiRrLZKP4/s400/20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332536318019327666" border="0" /></a>It's just easy and entertaining and fun. Gilles is probably going to win this...<br /><br />7. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race/">A</a><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">mazing</span> Race</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD_FDLmmYI/AAAAAAAADSc/SeS6zppBDBY/s1600-h/10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD_FDLmmYI/AAAAAAAADSc/SeS6zppBDBY/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332542421025069442" border="0" /></a>One show, three teams left. I have to be honest and say that I'd be fine with any of the 3 winning, but I'm most hopeful for Margie and Luke and the redheads. Tammy and Victor got really lucky with so many of the legs being in China, and even having a task that required the racers to speak Chinese.<br /><br />8. <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/brothersandsisters/index?pn=index">Brothers &amp; Sisters</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD_oC9keuI/AAAAAAAADSk/Zj7Edy7GhVw/s1600-h/03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgD_oC9keuI/AAAAAAAADSk/Zj7Edy7GhVw/s400/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332543022261631714" border="0" /></a>I'm a little behind, but this show is so well written, well acted, and entertaining. Long live B &amp; S!<br /><br />9.<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.cwtv.com/shows/90210"> 90210</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgEAiPXJXxI/AAAAAAAADSs/cDGCrEmXYr4/s1600-h/0054433021b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgEAiPXJXxI/AAAAAAAADSs/cDGCrEmXYr4/s400/0054433021b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332544022022545170" border="0" /></a>Yes, I'm a groupie. I love it. Naomi kicks ass and I love seeing Kelly and Donna. It's just pure brain candy.<br /><br />10.<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/castle/"> Castle</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgEA_ONS05I/AAAAAAAADS0/CMnMnLInwps/s1600-h/c.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SgEA_ONS05I/AAAAAAAADS0/CMnMnLInwps/s400/c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332544519928992658" border="0" /></a>It's no <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Southland</span>, but it's fun. Castle is witty, Becker is savvy, and the two of them are the new Sam and Diane. Love it.<br /><br />Happy viewing!<div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-5802950565686876048?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-24269443810374321102009-04-23T14:49:00.003-04:002009-05-13T14:10:16.116-04:00School Vacation Week<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SfHD9-o3yTI/AAAAAAAADQU/4Yvy7xdBX7I/s1600-h/_MG_6473.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SfHD9-o3yTI/AAAAAAAADQU/4Yvy7xdBX7I/s400/_MG_6473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328255303709870386" border="0" /></a><br />I can't believe it's Friday.<br /><br />A week with no school, bickering, playing basketball, blowing bubbles, a birthday party, irritation, softball practice, fun, disagreements, a Cape trip, spending time with friends, a business trip, a day of scrapping, the playground, making <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Shrinky</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Dinks</span>, a training, the beach, yelling, reading books, make your own sundaes, sleepovers, arguments, movies, staying up late, work, shows, a play, setting off rockets, and more...<br /><br />The good. The bad. And the ugly.<br /><br />Glad it's here. And glad it's almost over.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SfHD-NBuNkI/AAAAAAAADQc/pC-9hmuziWg/s1600-h/_MG_6527.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SfHD-NBuNkI/AAAAAAAADQc/pC-9hmuziWg/s400/_MG_6527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328255307572196930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">{photos by Kristin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Sandahl</span>}</span><br /></span></div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-2426944381037432110?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-47107906617286547032009-04-18T22:30:00.004-04:002009-05-13T14:10:39.567-04:00Used<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeqRahVqysI/AAAAAAAADQM/NX_8bdVK_Fk/s1600-h/1474240911_ad15d1c9d5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeqRahVqysI/AAAAAAAADQM/NX_8bdVK_Fk/s400/1474240911_ad15d1c9d5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326229394130913986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >{<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/johnmartine63/1474240911/">Never To Be Used</a> by <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/johnmartine63/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">johnmartine</span>63</a>}</span><br /><br /></div>I've been used a lot. And the truth is, I really don't mind.<br /><br />I've been stepped on and stepped over enough times to know few things...<br /><br />#1 - Your insecurity shows like a zit on your face. Your behavior shows from far away. Clear are your tactics and your semantics and your ways. They show, and I'm in tune with them. Hope you don't find it surprising to know that I can see it coming.<br /><br />#2 - Being used is way more about you than it is about me. You may think you are hurting me or that you are putting yourself in a better light than me, but really, this is totally about you. Isn't it always about you? Check that insecurity.<br /><br />#3 - What you have gained is on very shaky ground. You may not know it now, but I do. And you will.<br /><br />#4 - Users are transparent.<br /><br />#5 - People know this about you.<br /><br />Being used is not that big of a deal. Because it's really about you. Not me. And I don't really give a shit about you.<div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-4710790661728654703?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-86425634669987292322009-04-15T00:40:00.008-04:002009-05-13T14:11:31.476-04:0010 Things I'm Into Right Now...1 - <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Sea-Glass-Novel-Anita-Shreve/dp/0316089699">Sea Glass</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVnVF99XVI/AAAAAAAADOo/c7xwtXbRYF0/s1600-h/c2d5810ae7a08baef62d8110.L.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVnVF99XVI/AAAAAAAADOo/c7xwtXbRYF0/s400/c2d5810ae7a08baef62d8110.L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324775746512444754" border="0" /></a>LOVE this book by <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.anitashreve.com/">Anita <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Shreve</span></a>. Finished it last night and now it will settle in my soul.<br /><br />2 - Cinnamon Iced Decaf<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVntIKqC-I/AAAAAAAADOw/NkYnLAqfEG0/s1600-h/icons_arod.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 50px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVntIKqC-I/AAAAAAAADOw/NkYnLAqfEG0/s400/icons_arod.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324776159419436002" border="0" /></a>Can't do hazelnut anymore... too sweet, (can you believe that? Me with my extra cream and extra sugar?) Tried no flavor and was loving it, but had to try something, and I'm on the cinnamon now.<br /><br />3 - Windows open<br /><br />Good God, is spring FINALLY here?<br /><br />4 - <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Digital_video_recorder"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">DVR</span></a><br /><br />I seriously do not know HOW I lived before having it. I hardly watch a thing live anymore, (even if I am only minutes behind.) It really sucks when you screw it up, though.<br /><br />5 - <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.nationalamusements.com/theatres/current_theatre.asp?theatre=3440"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lux</span></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVpSa5-M3I/AAAAAAAADPA/p9qgF7awJas/s1600-h/MV5BMjA2NTI1Mzg3N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjYwNjAzMg%40%40._V1._CR0,0,509,509_SS80_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVpSa5-M3I/AAAAAAAADPA/p9qgF7awJas/s400/MV5BMjA2NTI1Mzg3N15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwMjYwNjAzMg%40%40._V1._CR0,0,509,509_SS80_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324777899616514930" border="0" /></a> I'm obsessed with going there. I really want to see <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://17againmovie.com/">17 Again</a>, looks so cute! And while we're on the subject... I'm also SO into the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Cap'n</span> Jack Chicken at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Lux</span>... YUMMY!<br /><br />6 - Brownies<br /><br />I make like 3 batches a week. Sick of crappy junk.<br /><br />7 -<a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.tmz.com/"> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">TMZ</span></a><br /><br />Can't get enough. Must go there.<br /><br />8 - <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/dancingwiththestars/index?pn=index">Dancing With the Stars</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVokEMZrDI/AAAAAAAADO4/B5yrXmVfhCI/s1600-h/dwts_mirrorball_callout.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVokEMZrDI/AAAAAAAADO4/B5yrXmVfhCI/s400/dwts_mirrorball_callout.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324777103245814834" border="0" /></a>I HAVE to see every one this year. Loving this season.<br /><br />9 - <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.clorox.com/products/overview.php?prod_id=cdw">Clorox Wipes</a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVpokq8P1I/AAAAAAAADPI/ewR16aecfjU/s1600-h/cdw.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVpokq8P1I/AAAAAAAADPI/ewR16aecfjU/s400/cdw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324778280194948946" border="0" /></a>Okay, I'm really into these all the time. But I'm just using so many lately!<br /><br />10 - <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.kenra.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kenra</span> shampoo and conditioner</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVp4f5EfNI/AAAAAAAADPQ/lQq3ULLN_Fs/s1600-h/DisplayImage.aspx.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 325px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeVp4f5EfNI/AAAAAAAADPQ/lQq3ULLN_Fs/s400/DisplayImage.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324778553789938898" border="0" /></a>LOVE my new haircut and this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">stuff's</span> the best!<div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-8642563466998729232?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-66543517816347739672009-04-12T09:26:00.003-04:002009-05-13T14:11:43.257-04:00Happy Easter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeHsOSenzhI/AAAAAAAADOg/NgRTQA9QCSI/s1600-h/171_1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SeHsOSenzhI/AAAAAAAADOg/NgRTQA9QCSI/s400/171_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323795964751236626" border="0" /></a><div style="display: none;" id="YontooInstallID">D83AE787-A647-4B2D-7860-C144C3E0B5F4</div><div style="display: none;" id="YontooClientVersion">1.02.05</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-6654351781634773967?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-44492588600047097522009-04-08T20:52:00.003-04:002009-04-08T21:49:29.164-04:00Me Talk Pretty One Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sd1UHjbnx1I/AAAAAAAADOI/PbIv3TUvv9A/s1600-h/41tWg3oR0bL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sd1UHjbnx1I/AAAAAAAADOI/PbIv3TUvv9A/s400/41tWg3oR0bL._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA240_SH20_OU01_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322502823368705874" border="0" /></a><br />Time for a book review... I'm a few books ahead, so here's one today...<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Me-Talk-Pretty-One-Day/dp/0316776963">Me Talk Pretty One Day</a> by <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Sedaris">David Sedaris</a>.<br /><br />Read this one on a recommendation by a friend, and for fun.<br /><br />A funny, sardonic, tarty collection of thoughts by a sarcastically smart author.<br /><br />Need a laugh? Pick one up here.<br /><br />Love the chapter on the Rooster, (what Sedaris' brother calls himself when he's feeling threatened.) "When I was young, we weren't allowed to to say, 'shut up,' but once the Rooster hit puberty it had become acceptable to shout, 'Shut your motherfucking hole.' The drug laws had changed as well. 'No smoking pot' became 'no smoking pot in the house...'"<br /><br />Love Sedaris' view on fear and hate! It's such commonplace now to attach the hate of something on one's fear of it. What a crock! "The word phobic has its place when properly used, but lately it's been declawed by the pompous insistence that most animosity is based upon fear rather than loathing. No credit is given for distinguishing between these two very different emotions. I fear snakes. I hate computers. My hatred is entrenched, and I nourish it daily. I'm comfortable with it, and no community outreach program will change my mind." There's a diatribe following on why he hates computers... really funny!<br /><br />My favorite chapter, <span style="font-style: italic;">I Pledge Allegiance to the Bag</span>, hilariously describes exactly how I feel about the green issue. I have such a problem saving the planet, me, myself. I hate recycling, (not to be confused with my fear of it,) and big companies flaunting what they do for the environment. Couldn't have conveyed it better myself...<br /><br />"At a chain coffee bar in San Francisco, I saw a sign near the cream counter that read NAPKINS COME FROM TREES - CONSERVE! In case you missed the first sign, there was a second one to two feet away, reading YOU WASTE NAPKINS - YOU WASTE TREES!!! The cups, of course, are also made of paper, yet there's no mention of the mighty redwood when you order your four-dollar coffee. The guilt applies only to those things that are being given away for free. Were they to charge you ten cents per napkin, the would undoubtedly make them much thinner so you'd need to waste even more to fight back the piping hot geyser spouting from the little hole conveniently located in the lid of your cup."<br /><br />Hey, after all, you Can't Kill the Rooster.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">**This book and Vanishing Acts (signed by the author) are both available for the taking... if you want either or both, just let me know.)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-4449258860004709752?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-78975858119010726832009-04-07T19:48:00.005-04:002009-04-08T08:11:47.589-04:00today<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sdvn_rAMRzI/AAAAAAAADOA/Y_cNwTaaK5U/s1600-h/DSCN8969.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/Sdvn_rAMRzI/AAAAAAAADOA/Y_cNwTaaK5U/s400/DSCN8969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322102465729677106" border="0" /></a><br />Sometimes there's not a lot to give<br />between me and you<br />Sometimes<br />it seems too hard to do~<br />the day to day.<br /><br />Some days are special~<br />some unexpected little days<br />when something happens and we didn't expect it<br /><br />and some days are so hard to get through!<br />in big and harsh ways that we did expect<br />or didn't<br /><br />Some days are just days<br />breathing, eating, driving, taking care<br />just regular everyday days<br />that bring no pain<br />but no certain pleasure<br /><br />And some days have a purpose<br />they are there for a reason and they<br />are markers<br />of time<br />of age<br />of remembrance<br /><br />Today's your day<br />and<br />I am glad it's here<br />and you, too<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-7897585811901072683?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-54545310203182271502009-04-04T07:59:00.004-04:002009-04-07T19:56:38.403-04:00Wanna meet a real Patriot?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SddLy-w_WHI/AAAAAAAADNA/OMgFqqzKKpw/s1600-h/GameTimeCuts.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SddLy-w_WHI/AAAAAAAADNA/OMgFqqzKKpw/s400/GameTimeCuts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320804823975549042" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Come meet New England Patriot, Jarvis Green #97</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SddMQ9Cw21I/AAAAAAAADNI/zfvmgaEIKhQ/s1600-h/Jarvis+Green+Pic.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SddMQ9Cw21I/AAAAAAAADNI/zfvmgaEIKhQ/s400/Jarvis+Green+Pic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320805338909301586" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">TODAY</span><br /><br /><br />12pm-12pm<br /><br /><a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.gametimecuts.com/">Game Time Cuts</a><br />1978 Washington Street<br />Hanover, MA 02339<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-5454531020318227150?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-60575295321491629352009-04-02T22:38:00.003-04:002009-04-02T22:44:53.371-04:00Same make, model and year, just red<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SdV4CMF0iNI/AAAAAAAADM4/cfWMQm9Pv6g/s1600-h/2001.chevrolet.venture.20192642-E.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_A_XHqdsqveI/SdV4CMF0iNI/AAAAAAAADM4/cfWMQm9Pv6g/s400/2001.chevrolet.venture.20192642-E.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320290513808820434" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.familycar.com/RoadTests/ChevyVenture/Photos.htm">We bought this today.</a><br /><br />Thank God, because we really needed it.<br /><br />It's the exact same make, model and year as our current one, it's just a different color and it's... hold on to your hats... the Warner Bros. version, (whatever that is!)<br /><br />Just so glad this is done!<br /><br />I HATE having to buy a car. I swear to GOD it's worse than buying a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">freakin</span>' house! Unless you have some good cake, you never buy a car because you WANT to, you only buy a car because you NEED to.<br /><br />Glad this turned out okay for us.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-6057529532149162935?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23325444.post-67813251743090412612009-04-01T23:29:00.004-04:002009-04-07T19:57:18.623-04:00No April Fool!My good friend <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.brandilunggill.blogspot.com/">Brandi</a> let me in on a little secret today...<br /><br />You can win one of 5 FREE spots at this year's <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://scrapetcevents.blogspot.com/">Scrap Etc. event</a>!!!<br /><br />And the ways to win are very simple...<br /><br />You can just make a post <a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://scrapetc.com/index.php/scrapetcblog/April-Fools-NO-JOKE-.html">here.</a><br /><br />Or you can have friends post and say they referred you (and do the same for me) and all mentioned will be eligible to win.<br /><br />Or post the contest on your blog and post its link in the comments.<br /><br />Or post a link in the comments of another place you posted the contest.<br /><br />Or post the contest on Twitter or <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Facebook</span> and you'll be entered.<br /><br />Easy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Peasy</span>... so go try to win!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23325444-6781325174309041261?l=fromichelle.blogspot.com'/></div>Michelle McGeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11666725412537947925eggsb@comcast.net0