<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392</id><updated>2009-12-17T06:54:38.375-06:00</updated><title type='text'>144 Inches of I-Cord</title><subtitle type='html'>The fabulous adventures of a superstar rockstar kung-fu all-star...and she knits!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1367</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-5757932821260071675</id><published>2009-09-16T22:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:59:07.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>long lost</title><content type='html'>Been crocheting like a freak. Knit "Heelless Sleeping Socks" for my Gran from Knitting Vintage Socks. Seriously contemplating making a Babette blanket in Fisherman's Wool (maybe even all one colour). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession: I'm a Twitter addict. I'd love to say I had more to say than 140 characters, but mostly I just tweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss my blog. Tonight I read over at Ravelry that 282 people have made my Arch-Shaped sock pattern. That is just wow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you. :) If you love yarn, you are my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-5757932821260071675?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5757932821260071675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=5757932821260071675&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/5757932821260071675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/5757932821260071675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-lost.html' title='long lost'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-8261892832421914697</id><published>2009-04-20T15:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:09:16.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Everyone</title><content type='html'>Dear Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just now realized that I ***must*** make granny squares. LOTS of granny squares. How should I channel all this ambition? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to place an order with KnitPicks. This week I also bought a new &lt;a href=http://cli.gs/TVs01P target="_blank"&gt;bag from Swell&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=http://cli.gs/WhMNWb target="_blank"&gt;a cat tree&lt;/a&gt;, and it's only Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone come over and hide my wallet for me? Thx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xo,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-8261892832421914697?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8261892832421914697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=8261892832421914697&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/8261892832421914697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/8261892832421914697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-everyone.html' title='Dear Everyone'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-708880280467625923</id><published>2009-03-11T12:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:26:58.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol Bingo, week 4 (first finals week)</title><content type='html'>I put this together every year at work, and decided to share 'em this year online too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://snipurl.com/dlqks"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-708880280467625923?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/708880280467625923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=708880280467625923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/708880280467625923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/708880280467625923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-bingo-week-4-first-finals.html' title='American Idol Bingo, week 4 (first finals week)'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-4052156832145873072</id><published>2009-02-13T09:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:46:09.391-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have I been?</title><content type='html'>Mostly microblogging on Twitter - or whatever you call it. I keep up a pretty steady stream there all day and send my recent tweets to the blog sidebar. Just don't have much knitting to talk about or much to say knitwise. Sorry for that, but now at least you know where to find me. I'm @jenshow. :) Will probably start blogging American Idol soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's Day! xo - jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-4052156832145873072?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4052156832145873072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=4052156832145873072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4052156832145873072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4052156832145873072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/where-have-i-been.html' title='Where have I been?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-4268338838032084168</id><published>2009-01-15T09:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:38:21.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at it!</title><content type='html'>I'm almost done with a sock! I've been working on a lovely yellow &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/reversi-socks"&gt;Reversi&lt;/a&gt; sock in Louet Gems sock yarn: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3199471882/" title="sock by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3426/3199471882_3337e3347e_m.jpg" width="209" height="240" alt="sock" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I took that pic with my iPhone and then used the 1974 filter in Camera Bag.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love knitting. I have taken so long off that I'm not anywhere near what I used to be - can't knit for hours at a time - but what I'm doing, I love. :) Happy Thursday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-4268338838032084168?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4268338838032084168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=4268338838032084168&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4268338838032084168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4268338838032084168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-at-it.html' title='Back at it!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-2708109488468562109</id><published>2009-01-12T15:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:45:59.702-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo</title><content type='html'>In response to PETA's latest publicity stunt (calling fish "sea-kittens" in the hopes it will make people stop eating them), Grady and Fee request that you now refer to them as The Land Fish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-2708109488468562109?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2708109488468562109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=2708109488468562109&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2708109488468562109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2708109488468562109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/memo.html' title='Memo'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-1379416607315761883</id><published>2009-01-09T21:06:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:58:02.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An Asthmatic's Guide to Natural Oven Cleaning, and No, It Didn't Take All Night</title><content type='html'>We've done the carpet, darlings, and I've shared a bit of my wisdom for natural cleaning. Now it's time to move on to the hard stuff. If you have a self-cleaning oven, this post isn't for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit to you that before tonight, I've never cleaned the oven in this apartment. I've lived here for 8 1/2 years. I cleaned the oven at the last apartment I lived in using Easy-Off or some other foul cleaner. And honestly? Don't do it. Don't use those chemicals. They're vile and they stink and you'll get light-headed and sick from them even if you don't have asthma. And as I found out then, I'd rather have a dirty oven for 8 years than brave a chemical oven cleaner again. My lungs just plain can't take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, newly inspired by Kim &amp; Aggie, I decided to look online for a natural oven-cleaning method. I went to a couple sites and some form of baking soda and vinegar was indicated. I made this up as I went keeping in mind what I know works for cleaning. Here's what I did; it got the oven relatively clean. It didn't get off some kind of burnt-into-the-enamel stain that probably got there the first time I cooked. Five solid minutes of scratching with steel wool didn't even mark it. But overall, it did an &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;awfully&lt;/span&gt; darn good job of cleaning it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: about 20 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll need: a broom and dustpan, white vinegar, baking soda, dish washing liquid, tinfoil, a plastic dish for mixing, a tablespoon measure, a nylon scrubber, and steel wool (if you're so inclined). And some paper towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3183222935/" title="supplies by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3507/3183222935_0c71cb1446.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="supplies" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin, slide out your oven drawer and put it away from where you'll be working. You might want to put a flattened trash bag or newspapers underneath the door so that if crumbs fall out, they won't get in the drawer or on the floor. Get the pets and kids out of the room just for safety's sake - it is an electric appliance, after all, and stoves are very top-heavy. Make sure the thing is off, cool, and unplug it if you can (once the drawer is out it's not actually very heavy to move a stove). Otherwise work very carefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, you're going to need to clear out all the bits of burnt food that are hibernating in the bottom. (There was a black - no exaggeration - black tortilla chip in the bottom of my oven!) Fold a big piece of tinfoil in half and crumple it in a ball. Use it to scratch away at all the burnt food, which will shred up nicely. Sweep it into the dustpan with the broom. Your oven will look more or less like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3184059798/" title="before by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3383/3184059798_2001d203c6.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="before" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, measure out 7 T of baking soda and three drops of dish liquid into your container: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3184060206/" title="add the vinegar by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3094/3184060206_629fbf3cb0.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="add the vinegar" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And add 3 or 4 T of vinegar. You're looking to make a paste, so add accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mixture will foam at first - baking soda and vinegar is the original scrubbing bubbles duo. That's just carbon dioxide gas being released, and won't hurt you or your lungs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir into a fairly goopy paste, and then smear it on the bottom of the oven (you can also do the sides and back but I didn't need to): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3183222757/" title="paste by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3342/3183222757_e8cf69dbac.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="paste" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your nylon scrubber or another ball of tinfoil and go to work. You're looking to scratch up any burnt-on food, and you'll be able to easily tell when you've hit enamel. Don't be afraid to scrub. The enamel can take it. Keep your knees bent and the small of your back straight while you do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I dribbled a bit more vinegar onto the mix wherever it was too dry and pasty, and kept scrubbing. This is where you start to see a vile brown liquid full of stuff that was once coating your oven. Ick! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3183222855/" title="grossness by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3512/3183222855_e34d2fed20.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="grossness" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The crumbs on the bottom of the door came off the tinfoil, which is why I decided to add more vinegar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use paper towels to wipe up the mess and check yourself - is it still dirty? Keep working with the foil or scrubber, or switch to steel wool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll use wet paper towels to get all the residue up. It will take a few swipes, but just keep going. And pretty soon, your oven will look like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3183222561/" title="after by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3379/3183222561_b5fdb6ea8e.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="after" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is not half bad for no chemicals, at all! I'm very pleased with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, honestly: If your husband wants to get you a self-cleaning oven sometime for your birthday, anniversary, or Valentine's Day, TAKE IT. TAKE IT AND DO NOT COMPLAIN. Think of all the years you'll save 20 minutes of elbow-grease. Think of being an old lady and trying to stoop and scrub. Think of how much time your beloved will save you from working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And take the dang thing. It *is* romantic - flowers die, but a good oven will last 20 years. 20 years of no oven-cleaning. That is my idea of romance. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-1379416607315761883?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1379416607315761883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=1379416607315761883&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/1379416607315761883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/1379416607315761883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/asthmatics-guide-to-natural-oven.html' title='An Asthmatic&apos;s Guide to Natural Oven Cleaning, and No, It Didn&apos;t Take All Night'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-3601590306428648471</id><published>2009-01-09T07:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T07:05:28.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just...do it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/110ps"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-3601590306428648471?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3601590306428648471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=3601590306428648471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/3601590306428648471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/3601590306428648471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/justdo-it.html' title='Just...do it.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-6766563753981816059</id><published>2009-01-08T08:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:51:47.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Ways to Winterize Your Life</title><content type='html'>This is a post I've been meaning to do for quite some time - we all know that everybody looks different in summer and winter, and summer beauty/makeup/fashion is usually a lot more effortless than winter. (Personally, I much, much prefer fall and winter in nearly every way.) Most people also feel different in winter than summer. So how do you winterize your life? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll begin with some ground rules, for anyone not already familiar with my sensibilities. The first is to put your expectations in keeping with the real world. Photos lie. Professional stylists and makeup artists are paid $75-$125 an hour here in Nashville to handle a person's clothing and makeup. During the typical album cover photo shoot, you will have at the very minimum a makeup and hair person, a stylist, an art director, a photographer, several assistants, a hospitality manager, and various other people. Every single one of them is skilled - highly skilled, as in chosen profession - of making Faith or Brad or whoever look like the recognizable celebrity you know (it's harder than you think) and creating absolute perfection in an image. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos are fantasy. Get that out of the way. Chances are you will never be able to achieve that level of fantasy yourself. Chances are also good that no matter how thin you are you will never even begin to approach the way a fashion model is built. So leave that behind. We are going to make the best YOU we can make - not make you into a fantasy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your house has to be lived in, and won't be showroom-perfect or even immaculate most of the time. But you can freshen it up, even when it's cold, snowy and miserable outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Winterize your body by winterizing your diet.&lt;/span&gt; This is a no-brainer you hear all the time, but it's true - you need fresh fruit and veg, fiber, nuts, unprocessed food and water to be healthy. These foods do the job of getting crud out of your system and repairing cell damage. Look for brightly colored fresh food. Winter or summer veg are fine, just be in the habit of eating them every day. It will show on your face and in your body. Don't neglect good fats, either - sunflower seeds, for example, contain essential fatty acids that help your body process bad fats. They will do more than you can imagine to make you feel healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Winterize your skin.&lt;/span&gt; It's possible you may need a heavier moisturizer. Don't be afraid of moisturizer with oils, just don't use any kind of "moisture" on  your skin that contains mineral oil. Mineral oil has a tendency to dry your skin out over the long term. My personal favorite is Hope In A Jar (Philosophy). It's a bit pricey but very nice, not too thick or clingy and contains lots of goodies for your skin. If you're more of a drugstore-product gal, it's worth the money to buy Oil of Olay. As far as I have been able to tell, their Regenerist line is one of the few skin care lines proven to do what it actually says. Don't waste your money on La Mer. Don't shower in super-hot water, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Winterize your hands.&lt;/span&gt; Hands are one of the first places winter weather begins to take its toll, and once they start cracking and bleeding it can be very hard to heal them. Make sure you have a good hand cream on hand (ha ha) - I like Neutrogena's Hand Cream and Aveda Hand Repair - both stay on through repeated washings. Next, you'll need liquid soap, about a half cup of table sugar, and some olive oil. Suds up your hands with the soap and scoop up a big handful of sugar. Wash your hands normally - not too hard. The mixture will turn white. Rinse with warm water. Your hands will feel very smooth. If they're exceedingly dry, a few drops of olive oil worked in will do wonders. If not, use the lotion, and reapply it anytime throughout the day that your hands feel dry. Knitters, now is the time to pull out some lanolin-rich wool and work the lanolin into your hands...they will thank you. I would do the sugar scrub no more than twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Winterize your hair.&lt;/span&gt; The best advice I can give you in this department is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;do not wash your hair every day&lt;/span&gt;. (In fact, I'd only ever advise washing your hair every day if it's summer and you're outside exercising hard.) Every other day is absolutely fine for most people. If you're scared of looking or smelling manky, fill a spray bottle with five ounces of water, a tablespoon of witch hazel, and about 15 drops of lavender essential oil. (Or use Bumble &amp; Bumble Prep.) Tip your head over and spray the underside of your hair. Stand back up and do the top. Now DO NOTHING for the next twenty minutes. Don't brush it - it will kill your existing style. Once it's dry, you can restyle your hair. You can wet your hair down and restyle - no shampoo. Just don't use the old high-school baby powder trick. Do you really want your hair smelling like a baby's bum? I didn't think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Winterize your hair colour.&lt;/span&gt; Last summer you loved your colour - now it's January and you're feeling washed out. This is all down to what's called contrast level. Your hair is one colour, and your skin is another. The difference between the tones in your hair and skin is the contrast level. Dark hair and pale skin = high contrast. Blonde hair and golden skin = low contrast. Chances are, your contrast level changed because your skin lightened up a little. You might feel the urge to make your hair lighter to compensate - but don't! You should actually go a shade or two darker. Increasing your contrast level will help you look better in your winter clothes - usually neutral - and will help you handle the darker makeup you're wearing. You can darken your lipstick and play a bit more with dramatic eye colour in winter. Generally speaking, highlights in the wintertime aren't a good idea. First, you'll indicate to everyone around you that your hair is dyed. Second, most people don't need a light-boosting lift in the winter. That's a summertime trick. If you don't colour your hair, now might be a good time to experiment with henna. It's messy and you have to do it right, but it can be a lot of fun. Check out Les Cacas over at Lush.com. Blondes might want to go a little blonder in winter - bringing their skin and hair colour closer together. If you are a porcelain girl - blond hair and the palest white skin, like a certain actress named Nicole - then you might carefully go from blond to gold or blond to strawberry blond. But if you go up too much it will be horrid. Be careful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Winterize your...eyes. &lt;/span&gt;Ladies, wear your sunglasses in winter. It isn't just the risk of going snow-blind (a sunburn on your retinas caused by sunlight on reflected snow). UV damage to your eyes in winter can be just as bad as in the summer. Also, you don't need to squint. It won't help your look or your skin care regimen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Winterize your makeup.&lt;/span&gt; It's a good idea to have your foundation tested to find your shade. I also seem to always change concealer shade in the winter. Look for a yellow-based foundation (yes, even you Asian girls! Pink skin never helped ANYBODY). If you are doing your own test, buy or test the two or three colors you think will work best on you. Using your finger, apply a strip of it vertically to the side of your face. Blend. The one that disappears WHEN YOU ARE IN DAYLIGHT is your colour. Do not test makeup under fluorescent, halogen, or other artificial light. If it looks good in daylight, it will not fail you under any other light. Keep your makeup more on the classic side in the winter. And use some type of bronzer - not a ton, just a bit - whether it's Warmth or a Shimmer Brick compact or even the great, great bronzers Sonia Kashuk has. It will really keep your look going. Darkening your hair will keep you from having to change makeup colours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Winterize your wardrobe.&lt;/span&gt; I don't even really need to say much about this. Do try on unexpected colours. I never thought a gray wool coat would work on me, so a couple of years ago I got a really nice camel one. This year, I tried on and bought gray. It's amazing how much better it looks on me than the camel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Winterize your exercise plan&lt;/span&gt;. I'm an outdoor girl - I don't like gyms and I'm happiest when sweating outside. But with a 17-degree wind chill, I'm just not going to go do the actual work. So I have some indoor tapes (a Kathy Smith indoor walking DVD) and an Indo Board balance trainer. And I can go to the workout room at my apartment complex. Not saying you have to join a gym or buy your own machines - just have a backup plan. The trick is to plan. Exercise is good for you on so many levels and it's the easiest way there is to take really good care of yourself physically. Just go for a walk. And having a cold is no excuse - recent research says that exercising during a cold does not prolong your cold or make you feel worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Winterize your household routines.&lt;/span&gt; I know - this one is kind of dumb. But it seems like every winter I am taking apart the oven to clean it, scrubbing behind doors I haven't thought of in months, and that my apartment is perpetually dirty. Watch Kim &amp; Aggie on the BBC for some great cleaning tips. Buy a box of baking soda, a bottle of witch hazel, corn starch, some non-concentrated, natural dish soap, a box of Tide, a bottle of bleach, and a gallon of white vinegar. You can clean everything in your house including the toilet with these. (How did Granny get the house sparkling with no Scrubbing Bubbles? There's your hint.) All this stuff is dirt cheap and with the exception of the Tide and bleach, it's all-natural. Storing messy chemicals under your sink isn't good for breathing. Mix baking soda and vinegar for a sink-scrubbing foamy cleaner. Use baking soda where you'd use scouring powder. Put vinegar in your dishwater to make your sink and stainless shine. Mix up a dab of cornstarch in hot water, spray down the windows and mirrors, rub with a cloth and polish. You'll never buy windex again. And - the horror - get a dedicated sponge for cleaning the toilet. Put in a bit of Tide, a glug of bleach, and let it sit. Then scrub your toilet. No need to bother with cruddy toilet brushes. Flush it all down and you'll be amazed at how clean your potty is. Then use Tide and water to scrub the outside. Use rubber gloves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch hazel cuts grease; cornstarch absorbs it; baking soda freshens and acts as natural scouring powder; dish soap is good for everything, from washing the sink to cleaning out the litter box; and vinegar or lemon juice works to cut the greasiest grease. You really don't need to spend money on cleaners. The one exception I'd make is countertop wipes. They are quick and easy, and they do the trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's my monster article - hope you like! Happy winter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-6766563753981816059?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6766563753981816059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=6766563753981816059&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/6766563753981816059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/6766563753981816059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-ways-to-winterize-your-look.html' title='10 Ways to Winterize Your Life'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-4366123549029739592</id><published>2009-01-06T21:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:47:31.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pony</title><content type='html'>My aunt Ester had big blond hair and bright blue eyes and a gap in her teeth. She laughed all the time. She was Norwegian, my grandma's sister, and she and her husband had A SHEEP FARM right under my nose in Hart, MI. (She died last year at 95 and I am positive she was laughing and twinkling when she went.) At Aunt Ester's farm they had a pony. WHICH THEY LET ME RIDE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it make me happy? YOU BETCHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3176034178/" title="Pony! by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3467/3176034178_5d32269b02.jpg" width="416" height="500" alt="Pony!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's looking quite smart, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-4366123549029739592?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4366123549029739592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=4366123549029739592&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4366123549029739592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4366123549029739592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/pony.html' title='The Pony'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-5490153027775942237</id><published>2009-01-03T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:18:09.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear AnnLanders,</title><content type='html'>Please advise me at what point I need to go to Dyson Users Anonymous. I've vacuumed three times in four days and feel I might be losing control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed in Nashville&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-5490153027775942237?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5490153027775942237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=5490153027775942237&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/5490153027775942237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/5490153027775942237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-annlanders.html' title='Dear AnnLanders,'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-3200853323546646223</id><published>2008-12-31T12:41:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:34:17.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Dyson</title><content type='html'>Or, An Asthmatic's Review of Dyson Vacuums (and Zorb carpet cleaner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone who doesn't know this and is cruising in after a Google search, I have asthma. It's well-controlled with Singulair and Proventil; I drink POM juice every day for the quercetin, and I have two air cleaners going all the time. My asthma bothers me most in spring and fall - it's allergic, seasonal asthma. I have two cats I am not allergic to, but I bathe them every 3 weeks just in case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I got some Christmas money and some gift cards at Best Buy and there was a sale, I bought one, and now I'm the happy owner of a &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7105848&amp;type=product&amp;id=1109233576088" target="_blank"&gt;Dyson DC-14 "all floors" vacuum.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering about the models, the basic idea is that all models within a particular number series (14, 17, etc.) are the same vacuum, but you can find different attachments included in each bundle. The Asthma bundle has an attachment for cleaning mattresses, and the Animal vacuum has an attachment with a beater brush for cleaning upholstery. I plan to add on attachments as I go, so I got the basic model. It comes with three attachments - crevice, dust, and small areas - to use with the hose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a bag of Dyson brand &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp;jsessionid=W34VAS5WQQRQLKC4D3PFAGA?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&amp;id=pcat17071&amp;type=page&amp;st=zorb&amp;sc=Global&amp;cp=1&amp;nrp=15&amp;sp=&amp;qp=&amp;list=n&amp;iht=y&amp;usc=All+Categories&amp;ks=960" target="_blank"&gt;Zorb carpet cleaner&lt;/a&gt;. This is supposed to grab dirt from within your carpet and help the vacuum pick it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did was tweet about getting a Dyson. My tweeps gave me a lot of good advice about what to do with it - vacuum a room five times, go slowly, take pictures, etc. Here's my experience with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let me just say my asthma has been bad this week.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I vacuumed with it last night just to try it out. It seemed to pick up a pretty normal amount of dust and dirt, but I just went quickly, didn't move anything, and didn't really do a thorough job. I've had a Hoover for about two years and it died on me, but it was also a bagless and I saw a lot of junk, cat hair and dust picked up with it. So it seemed at least even last night. But today, I decided to do the go-slow-five-times route. And I took pictures! Here is the collection bin after five passes in my 10x14 foot fully carpeted dining room. I moved all the furniture and cat toys and stuff, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3154399388/" title="This is what I picked up after five passes in my dining room. by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/3154399388_8184c551c7.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="This is what I picked up after five passes in my dining room." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the carpet after those five passes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3153561225/" title="Pretty clean after five passes with Dyson. by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3245/3153561225_373392f051.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Pretty clean after five passes with Dyson." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there isn't THAT much cat hair in the bin, I am absolutely astonished at the amount of cat litter, dust, and other smaller particles the Dyson picked up. Remember, this is ONE ROOM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the asthma, the air expelled from the Dyson doesn't smell dusty, musty, or bother me in any way. It smells as clean as what comes out of my air cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the fun part. Zorb carpet cleaner comes in a big bag and is kind of like a three-way cross between sawdust, brown sugar, and Captain Crunch. You'll sprinkle it all over your carpet, rub it in with a broom, let it set for 30 minutes, and then vacuum thoroughly. I'd recommend banishing your pets for this part of the process. (While the bag does not say it's toxic, anything animals step or lay in, they tend to lick off their fur later. I didn't want my cats ingesting this powder.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So obviously, you'll need: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3154400094/" title="You'll need by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/3154400094_82bdc112fc.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="You'll need" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bag of Zorb, something to scoop it out and sprinkle with (I used a measuring cup) and a kitchen broom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sprinkle it on the carpet: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3153561357/" title="Sprinkle the Zorb on the carpet by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3106/3153561357_399bc559af.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Sprinkle the Zorb on the carpet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rub it in with the broom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you have done that, set your timer for thirty minutes and go relax. (I actually sprinkled my living room, but that only took 15 minutes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3154399966/" title="Set the timer for 30 min. by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3219/3154399966_11c86f85af.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Set the timer for 30 min." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vacuum. It smells really good and fresh and did not make me wheeze at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Zorb, it looks MUCH cleaner, particularly in high-traffic areas like near the patio door: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3154399282/" title="After Zorb, clean and fresh! by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/3154399282_2d982365e7.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="After Zorb, clean and fresh!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the bin? You can see what's Zorb. I'm amazed at how much other junk is in there, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3153560785/" title="After the Zorb, this is what it collected. by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3200/3153560785_ee3641a6f3.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="After the Zorb, this is what it collected." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I emptied the "five times" dirt. Still so much cat hair, Jen hair, and dust! Way whole lotta dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the living room, too. Results were the same, except I have some stains to get out. For this, I'm going to try &lt;a href="http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7267655&amp;type=product&amp;id=1117177889755" http://www.bestbuy.com/site/olspage.jsp?skuId=7267655&amp;type=product&amp;id=1117177889755&gt;Dyson Dyzolv&lt;/a&gt;, and I've got to go to Target for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ninjaknits/3154399870/" title="Some stains left after cleaning the living room by NinjaKnits, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3236/3154399870_e3319a98ef.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="Some stains left after cleaning the living room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still looks very clean. This carpet is 8 years old, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats came out of quarantine and didn't seem bothered by the scent or feel at all. I think it smells great, and I have not had any asthma problems with it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I used the hose (cleverly stored in the handle and very easy to use once you get the hang of it) to clean all six sets of mini blinds in my living room and dining room. It got them spotless. I used the crevice tool around the baseboards to get up the odd bits of cat litter and junk that congregate there. And I used the flat attachment to clean the couch. For the ottoman in my living room, I just picked up the whole vacuum and put it on top. It was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have delicate carpet, set the floor adjustment to bare floors or the beater brush may make it fuzz. If you vacuum throw rugs or other carpets that aren't securely attached to floor, it will pick them up and make an awful noise. This thing has major suction. Don't use it on animals, either. (Grady loves to be vacuumed, but he does NOT love the Dyson.) And I used the duster tool to do my computer keyboard, which was pretty manky - and is now spotless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't find any problems with it. Of course, your mileage may vary. I read a lot of reviews beforehand (woot is particularly good) and it pretty much did everything I expected it to do. Assembly is very easy out of the box (there is a really well-designed instruction manual that tells you everything). The only thing I wish it did that it doesn't do? I wish it made me pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd highly recommend a Dyson, as a pet owner, a person with carpet and fairly long hair (which gets everywhere) and asthmatic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-3200853323546646223?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3200853323546646223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=3200853323546646223&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/3200853323546646223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/3200853323546646223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-new-dyson.html' title='My new Dyson'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-8666674197305266408</id><published>2008-12-13T22:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:57:39.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blog</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. I miss our chats. I miss you listening patiently to my rants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I've been cheating on you with Twitter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I haven't knitted anything - not one stitch - since Thanksgiving weekend, though I am still dreaming nightly of wearing my Bird in Hand mitts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit they aren't going to finish themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggy, I hope we get together more often than we have been. I think everybody (including me) got bored with the normal-life stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, there's something I haven't told them...that is, that last winter I had a book offer from a publisher. For what? they may ask. Well, for an idea. Truth is, there was no book. Only idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more we talked, the more we realized that our ideas of the book differed, and the book was not going to happen. We parted ways and breathed a sigh of relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt weird to blog and not be able to talk about the whole process - how much I struggled with being a writer, how my ideas for other parts of it were just completely excited and happy and ... fell flat when I talked about them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I'm not actually disappointed, other than having an idea in my mind of how it could have been. You know? When you have a vision for something and it doesn't catch, it's not going to work. So there's no point in wishing it was different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it killed my relationship to you, Blog, or at least made it hibernate for a while. Suddenly I was faced with being much more public and probably having to be a lot more serious and together than I usually am, and I worried all the time about saying the right thing. I didn't pick up my needles, and I stopped carrying my knitting around with me. I started thinking it sure made my living room cluttered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have been away from Knitting for a while now, and I miss it. I want it back. For me, not as a source of worry, work or pressure (all self-induced, the publisher could literally not have been nicer to work with than they were), but just because I like to do it, I'm fairly good at it, and that is enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to give you any more details, blog, but I do want to tell you stories and laugh and keep a journal of my knitting on you, if that's okay. If you don't totally hate me. I have been negligent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me two months to figure out how to say this. The saddest part of the whole thing was that knitting and blogging fell by the wayside. I do not want that to be true anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;MG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-8666674197305266408?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8666674197305266408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=8666674197305266408&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/8666674197305266408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/8666674197305266408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-blog.html' title='Dear Blog'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-741406307400805632</id><published>2008-11-19T09:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:28:58.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Achoo!</title><content type='html'>So where have I been? Well, I've been designing book covers. Part of my assignment for the next year is doing 4 books for teen girls. It's a good stretch for me but requiring a level of obsession that is not sustainable with regular blogging. Basically I have to completely dive into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cold. I think. I am sneezy and used my neti pot and Zicam this morning and am feeling at least slightly better. But not sure if I'm truly sick or it's just the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. Back soon. I will try to think of something interesting to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-741406307400805632?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/741406307400805632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=741406307400805632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/741406307400805632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/741406307400805632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/achoo.html' title='Achoo!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-2282481878859150071</id><published>2008-11-04T08:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:59:16.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VOTE.</title><content type='html'>Go vote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't listen to the media, who pretend this election has already been decided by the small minority of people who participate in polling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't listen to the people who are saying one candidate already has things wrapped up. He doesn't, and the flurry of activity coming out of his campaign says he doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stay home thinking your vote doesn't matter. You have a say in who rules over this country for the next four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go vote. Don't stay home today. Elections are decided by people, not polls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go vote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-2282481878859150071?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2282481878859150071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=2282481878859150071&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2282481878859150071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2282481878859150071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/vote.html' title='VOTE.'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-7508592093946284087</id><published>2008-11-02T16:41:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:54:13.086-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday best</title><content type='html'>Y'all know I love for you to hit up new blogs with me - this one is really cool. My friend Tifany - my awesome, darling, trustworthy, wise, fabulous &amp; beautiful friend Tifany - is one of those people I really secretly want to strangle sometimes because she is SO gifted at thrifting -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and I am not. I go to a Goodwill and see walls full of junk. She walks out with a Kitchen-Aid stand mixer for 8 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really, I am not going to strangle my friend! But I am so happy to tell you that she started a blog to share her thrifty finds and home improvement projects with us. She's also a wife, mom of 2 and homeschools her kids so no saying you don't have time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her blog here: &lt;a href="http://savvysuburbansupermom.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Savvy Suburban Supermom&lt;/a&gt;. Her latest bookshelf project? Fabulous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pained me too much to tell y'all last week, but I finished my first Knotty or Knice sock - and it's too tight across my ankle. It was fiddly and drove me crazy, and though the result is beautiful, my heart is just not in knitting the second sock. So I started another pair, because I have so much yellow Gems Opal sock yarn from my failed TDF project - this time a pair of Reversi. (In my sidebar.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I strongly believe this yarn is jinxed for me right now and I am not sure I will ever finish it. So I am thinking of digging through the sock yarn to find something else, and just putting the yellow yarn aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: GAP is having a sale on winter coats, I got a gray 60s-looking short trench wool coat for 30% off...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-7508592093946284087?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7508592093946284087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=7508592093946284087&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/7508592093946284087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/7508592093946284087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-you-need-love.html' title='Sunday best'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-7227765230453782750</id><published>2008-11-01T11:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T11:16:53.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts for Saturday</title><content type='html'>1. If you left a comment discussing how idiotic one candidate is over the other and did not leave a Blogger profile or an email address, I have deleted your comment. In the interests of free and fair discussion, anybody who left a Blogger comment or email address is still on the blog, and I will not delete your thoughts. It's very interesting to hear them and I appreciate every comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My sister's hubby is leaving his current job and it's very possible he will get a job that is much, much closer to Mom and where I live as well. I am trying not to get too excited, but by next week I ought to know if my baby sister will be within driving distance of me! Yay! Let's hope! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Working on a freelance project this weekend. Thinking of playing all LOTR movies back-to-back to keep me company. Do y'all ever do that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Totally, completely addicted to the following iPhone apps: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trace&lt;/span&gt; (free, super cool game), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grocery IQ&lt;/span&gt; ($1.99, make lists, email them to people, and add your own items in addition to using giant database that comes with it), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AirSharing&lt;/span&gt; ($6.99, keep pdfs and other docs on your phone), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ToyBot Diaries&lt;/span&gt; (free version or $3.99 for full, another cool game), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shazam&lt;/span&gt; (free, identifies a song playing on the radio for you), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Things&lt;/span&gt; ($9.99, great to-do list), &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Balance&lt;/span&gt; (free, a checking account register) and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Aurora Feint&lt;/span&gt; (free, totally addictive game). The thing I love most about my phone is the endless potential for customization. So, work it! :) Check 'em out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-7227765230453782750?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7227765230453782750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=7227765230453782750&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/7227765230453782750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/7227765230453782750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-thoughts-for-saturday.html' title='Some thoughts for Saturday'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-2304946882361669555</id><published>2008-10-31T15:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:14:14.534-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One more thing</title><content type='html'>I want to say this and then I'm done with politics for a bit: no matter how much you think things are wrapped up, this election is in *your* hands. If you are able, cast a vote on November 4. Don't worry about long lines. Ignore the polls. Do not pay attention to pundits who say the race is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're voting Obama, cast your vote to make it decisive. Go on record as supporting him and his policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're voting McCain, cast your vote to make it decisive. Go on record as supporting him and his policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, vote. That is your right and your freedom as an American. Do not let TV, articles, the internet, other people, opinions, pundits, columnists or other people demoralize you into staying home, or tell you that your vote doesn't matter. Ignore them, and vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter whose side you are on, YOUR VOTE CERTAINLY DOES MATTER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-2304946882361669555?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2304946882361669555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=2304946882361669555&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2304946882361669555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2304946882361669555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-thing.html' title='One more thing'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-2240124448127823510</id><published>2008-10-31T10:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T11:42:17.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I think</title><content type='html'>I am going to make this paraphrased statement my rallying cry: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take issue with her, not her clothing." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken like a true feminist. But I still like Sarah Palin, even if y'all don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pssst, look &lt;a href="http://article.nationalreview.com/?q=OGFhOWY3YTZkMzliYjFjYTlkMjNjMGNhMTc3ZjYyMWM=&amp;w=MA=="&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a very astute criticism of the media's campaign "reporting," and what has the potential to happen in America because of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-2240124448127823510?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2240124448127823510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=2240124448127823510&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2240124448127823510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/2240124448127823510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think.html' title='I think'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-4246241716184754703</id><published>2008-10-30T10:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:37:30.550-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><title type='text'>General ickiness</title><content type='html'>Y'all remember how I feel about going to &lt;a href="http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2007/04/certain-things-come-to-mind-when-i-am.html" target="_blank"&gt;the dentist.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday and Tuesday, my jaw was bothering me. Not too bad, just sore. Last night? Much worse. After brushing and flossing my teeth I noticed my gum looking all swelled up behind my left wisdom tooth, so I called the dentist's office. They got me in at 8:30 today - after an xray and some poking around it was determined I had a popcorn hull stuck between the tooth and my cheek (your gum doesn't really go behind your wisdom teeth) and it got infected. So eww, now I have this cheek/gum thing, Keflex fercryingoutloud, and some horrid swish flavored-peroxide stuff - and believe me when I say it's not fooling anybody. This kind of thing doesn't go away by itself, and dentist said it was lucky I came when I did. So ow. (PS, i *really* like the new dentist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is kinda swelled up and it just hurts. So I was going to blog some more, but I am just not up to it. I hope y'all have a really good weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-4246241716184754703?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4246241716184754703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=4246241716184754703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4246241716184754703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4246241716184754703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/general-ickiness.html' title='General ickiness'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-8034508075528444561</id><published>2008-10-29T09:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:35:46.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>Wow, that felt good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I'm not *exactly* a Republican. I'm very much in the center, and the issue of Iraq pushes me over to the right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time today to read &lt;a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/blogs-and-stories/2008-10-28/so-long-obama/1/" target="_blank"&gt;this article,&lt;/a&gt; written by a speechwriter for Obama, Edwards and Clinton on why she's voting for McCain. I think every woman in America should read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;As the nation slouches toward disaster, the level of political discourse is unworthy of this moment in history. We have Republicans raising Ayers and Democrats fostering ageism with “erratic” and jokes about Depends. Sexism. Racism. Ageism and maybe some Socialism have all made their ugly cameos in election 2008. It’s not inspiring. Perhaps this is why I found the initial mocking of Joe so offensive and I realized an old line applied: “I didn’t leave the Democratic Party; the Democratic Party left me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party I believed in wouldn’t look down on working people under any circumstance. And Joe the Plumber is right. This is the absolutely worst time to raise taxes on anyone: the rich, the middle class, the poor, small businesses and corporations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our economy is in the tank for many complicated reasons, especially because people don’t have enough money. So let them keep it. Let businesses keep it so they can create jobs and stay here and weather this storm. And yet, the Democratic ideology remains the same. Our approach to problems—big government solutions paid for by taxing the rich and big and smaller companies—is just as tired and out of date as trickle down economics. How about a novel approach that simply finds a sane way to stop the bleeding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s not exactly the philosophy of a Democrat. Not only has this party belittled working people in this campaign from Joe the Plumber to the bitter comments, it has also been part of tearing down two female candidates. At first, certain Democrats and the press called Senator Clinton “dishonest.” They went after her cleavage. They said her experience as First Lady consisted of having tea parties. There was no outrage over “Bros before Hoes” or “Iron My Shirt.” Did Senator Clinton make mistakes? Of course. She’s human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here we are about a week out and it’s déjà vu all over again. Really, front-page news is how the Republican National Committee paid for Governor Sarah Palin’s wardrobe? Where’s the op-ed about how Obama tucks in his shirt when he plays basketball or how Senator Biden buttons the top button on his golf shirt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, this story goes to the sincerity of her Hockey Mom persona. What planet am I living on? Everyone knows that when it comes to appearance, there’s a double standard for women politicians. Remember the speech Speaker Pelosi gave on the floor the day of the bailout vote? Check out how many stories commented on her hair that day and how many mentioned Congressman Barney Frank’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are discussing Governor Palin’s clothes—oh wait, now we’re on to the make-up—not what either man is going to do to save our economy. This isn’t an accident. It is part of a manufactured narrative that she is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(end quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy, YOU GO GIRL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-8034508075528444561?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8034508075528444561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=8034508075528444561&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/8034508075528444561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/8034508075528444561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-wednesday.html' title='Happy Wednesday!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-4674324849851729344</id><published>2008-10-28T18:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:45:48.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A long screed, and where I've been</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been avoiding blogging. Painful, but true. But the reason probably isn't what you would think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been avoiding blogging because the only thing I want to write about is politics, and y'all don't want to read THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe you do. Or maybe this blog is as much for me as it is for you. So I decided to do it. I get catharsis, and you get to skip it if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way. I'm shocked. And I have to write. So, if you don't like what I say - don't read. Move along, there will be knitting content later this week because I am currently having to fight my knitting mojo off with a large stick. Or stay, and listen. Either way, it's your choice. I have already voted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to read my political opinions, now is the time to close the window, mark the post read, and go have a cup of tea. I will not blame you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Let me tell you, I'm stunned, astonished, shocked and saddened by the press. I have always loved and followed and studied journalism. I can't believe their unbelievable bias, the disappearing documents in Chicago's public establishments, the cry of foul every time a certain candidate's background is looked into. There are whole years of this man's adult life we don't know anything about, in part because it disappeared. The press is an absolute embarrassment, and it's no wonder that magazines and newspapers are being driven into the ground on a daily basis. Nobody wants to look at the front page of the New York Times and get an opinion piece above the fold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People: the press is telling you what to vote, what to think. Fight against it and make your own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm equally shocked at the treatment of certain average Americans who had the fantastically inappropriate audacity to ask a question of a political candidate. In America, you're supposed to be able to speak your mind without ravaging hordes of "journalists" examining your tax records from the past five years. How embarrassing for both proponents of free speech AND the press (notice I do not include them as one group). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The press is trying to put you in your place, and tell you that unless you are without sin you can't ask a question. Fight it, and ask anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm particularly shocked to learn that all along, I should have been making my political decisions based on whether or not the candidate thinks I can rid myself of a bothersome pregnancy with government permission. I am not a one-issue voter. I'm not a one-dimensional person. I refuse to be put into an anti-womans'-rights bag because womens' rights somehow have come to mean only one thing. How sad/sick/sorry is that? I *care* about whether my friends with small businesses will face tax increases. I *care* whether my friends with political blogs will be shut down by the ineptly named "Fairness Doctrine." And I care about a whole host of other issues. Dear Democrats: Please do not put me in a box. Thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are trying to tell you what matters. Look at the issues, and decide for yourself. Fight against them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Also shocked to see a very accomplished, smart woman who has tremendous political gifts demonized as an anti-American, young-earth, spiritual-warfare believing low-life warmongering christian. Honestly. I thought women as a group were farther along than this. Apparently in America, only men can be Republicans by choice. Again - color me shocked. I just didn't realize it was a law that I had to believe in one set of ideas to be a feminist. I thought that living my life as I wanted to - at whatever I was good at and seemed right to me - was feminism. I was wrong. Feminism is actually something a lot worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ok though - I don't think they want me. These women are trying to tell you what freedom is. Fight them - and define it for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Jefferson said "The course of history shows that as a government grows, liberty decreases." The more people try to control the press, our thoughts, values and opinions, the less free we become. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope like crazy the few women out there who disagree with "conventional" feminism - and the dried-up old hags who still preach it - will stand up and yell. I hope that people will continue to write and speak intelligent, informed stuff on whatever the heck they choose. I hope that people will come to recognize every free woman's accomplishments as a triumph - from the first female African-American Secretary of State (who doesn't count because...why? she was appointed by a demon?) to a housewife who wants to stay home and raise her kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that people take a stand for this freedom. I won't be told what to think, say, act like or do - except by God and a few trusted individuals. I sincerely hope with all my heart that you won't, either. Vote however you want on November 4, and I don't care if you vote opposite of me. Just go make your voice heard. And fight against what you are "supposed" to believe. Find your beliefs, and believe them for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. Knitting up later this week, with bonus granny squares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Look &lt;a href=http://images.despair.com/products/demotivators/government.jpg&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-4674324849851729344?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4674324849851729344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=4674324849851729344&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4674324849851729344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/4674324849851729344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-screed-and-where-ive-been.html' title='A long screed, and where I&apos;ve been'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-7189077374146174237</id><published>2008-10-12T11:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:17:59.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates: Arch-Shaped socks modifications and a pattern update</title><content type='html'>I've gotten some feedback recently that some of the instructions in the Arch-Shaped Socks pattern weren't clear. &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~meangirl/archshapedsocks.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is an updated pattern for you. If you don't see a green sock on the front page, reload until you do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Suvi has given me quite possibly the coolest modifications on this sock pattern EVER. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/69316127@N00/2504602619" target="_blank"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a picture - I'd like to post the pic instead of a link but alas... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~meangirl/arch%20shaped%20socks%20mods2.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; are the instructions - an add on to the pattern, so download both. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-7189077374146174237?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7189077374146174237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=7189077374146174237&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/7189077374146174237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/7189077374146174237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates-arch-shaped-socks-modifications.html' title='Updates: Arch-Shaped socks modifications and a pattern update'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-676583977361201372</id><published>2008-10-02T15:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:29:09.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy Hair Salons, Baltimore edition</title><content type='html'>Beauty Salons: Hairizona, Hairoglyphics, A Piece of Shereece (?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Salons: For Pet's Sake, Groomingdale's, Snip-n-Clip Pooch Parlor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW SERIOUSLY PEOPLE. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-676583977361201372?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/676583977361201372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=676583977361201372&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/676583977361201372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/676583977361201372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheesy-hair-salons-baltimore-edition.html' title='Cheesy Hair Salons, Baltimore edition'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2697392.post-445663551756839854</id><published>2008-10-01T22:09:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:26:49.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A teeny rant</title><content type='html'>Write your congresspeople (www.congress.org), and tell them that you don't actually know very much about the banking system and you believe the decisions should be left to the experts and you will support their efforts to fix the economy. Really. Seriously. Nobody knows more about the Great Depression than Ben Bernanke. If dude thinks we need to act, we probably do. I certainly don't know more than he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix now, punish later. I'll bet in 1930 there were a lot of people gloating over the Wall Street types who'd fallen. Two years later, in 1932, the banks started failing. It took a world war nine years later to get things going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am willing (as a card-carrying Republican) to pay my $2300 in extra taxes if this bailout passes and it prevent a depression. If that makes me a total idiot, then so be it - go read another blog. :)  (!! not really !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: from a Republican, including maths, on the odds of actually having a Depression if this thing doesn't pass: &lt;a href="http://corner.nationalreview.com/post/?q=MjE0YTNiZjgxMDEyOWYyNmNjNzZhNmRhMzg4YjliMmI="&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;©2008 144 Inches of I-Cord. All rights reserved.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2697392-445663551756839854?l=meangirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/feeds/445663551756839854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2697392&amp;postID=445663551756839854&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/445663551756839854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2697392/posts/default/445663551756839854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meangirl.blogspot.com/2008/10/rant.html' title='A teeny rant'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01261534633129812423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05435359740445805299'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>