<?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-4214459341650952218</id><updated>2009-12-03T10:57:36.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jennings Secede From the South</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>625</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-4454892071147248964</id><published>2009-12-02T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:45:16.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicka-Chicka</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Today, Henry and I went out to eat lunch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;by ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; for the first time.  We went to Chick-Fil-A and it was the perfect place to go!  The staff insisted on bringing us my lunch, they set up a high chair, they checked on us, they put away our tray and trash so that I wouldn't have to with Henry!  So nice!  Henry did well and just ate green beans and people-watched.  Poor kid...it has to stink eating green beans and watching your mom eat chicken strips and lemonade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;And, oh my word, I had never had their Chick-Fil-A sauce before but it is so stinking good (and fat/calorie-free, right Les?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SxbDJB8PqhI/AAAAAAAAC64/hxQijABM1LM/s1600-h/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 351px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SxbDJB8PqhI/AAAAAAAAC64/hxQijABM1LM/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410726562239588882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Here is our boy in motion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me dizzy just looking at it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-4454892071147248964?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/4454892071147248964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-2157931490790696287</id><published>2009-12-01T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:04:51.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chasing Henry around in order to dress him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Warming up with winter soups and stews&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soaking up Henry's sweet laughs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing Muk Luks around the house to keep my tootsies toasty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adam halfway done with his Pediatrics rotation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Powers licking Henry after meals&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picking up choking hazards off the floor 24/7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blowing rasberries on sweet bellies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Savoring every sunshine day (it's like a surprise gift)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watching So You Think You Can Dance at Brooke's house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas lights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing bright gloves on walks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All three of us running outside to meet Adam when he comes home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Henry crawling after Powers and giggling&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoying Christmas!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-2157931490790696287?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/2157931490790696287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=2157931490790696287&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2157931490790696287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2157931490790696287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/12/whats-going-on-here.html' title='What&apos;s Going On Here'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-8210397835152771584</id><published>2009-11-30T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T03:05:36.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially That Time of Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SxOlypSnw0I/AAAAAAAAC6w/Lsyru70Y2IY/s1600/IMG_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SxOlypSnw0I/AAAAAAAAC6w/Lsyru70Y2IY/s400/IMG_0055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409849866898096962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;explanation for picture at bottom of pag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Well, we successfully hosted our first Thanksgiving!  We had a marvelous time at it- there were 10 grown-ups and 2 babies and the food was wonderful and we ate and ate and then the boys threw around a flat football.  I used our dining room table as the serving area and then we borrowed two tables to set up in the living room to form one long dining room table.  I mixed and matched our dishes and goblets to try and make the settings a little funky and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;finally got to use our monogrammed cloth napkins that we received as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;wedding gifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!  (We've been married since May, 2006).  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Everyone left at 7 when our friend hosted a dessert party where her mother-in-law (who is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; a national pie-baking champion) baked us several pies for our happy consumption.  I don't even care for pies very much but these were delicious morsels from heaven. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I finally understood what Keri Russell was singing about in that stupid movie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Adam, Henry, and I only stayed a bit because it was past Henry's bed time.  So, then we skidaddled home and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;put our feet up&lt;/span&gt;, at last.  It had been quite a day.  I now have a new appreciation for the women in my life who plan, clean,  set-up, cook, and (the worst) do the dishes on Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"&gt;Brooke took the pictures or else I would show you photographic proof of our wonderful day.  So, you're just going to have to take my word for it.  I'm embarrassed to say that the only picture we took was the one at the top of the page.  Adam snapped these &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;uncooperative crescent rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (pre-oven) with his camera on his phone.  They ended up tasting just fine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-8210397835152771584?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/8210397835152771584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=8210397835152771584&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/8210397835152771584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/8210397835152771584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/officially-that-time-of-year.html' title='Officially That Time of Year...'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SxOlypSnw0I/AAAAAAAAC6w/Lsyru70Y2IY/s72-c/IMG_0055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-935261726333594167</id><published>2009-11-24T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:28:45.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear toy manufacturers,</title><content type='html'>Dear toy manufacturers, have I got an idea for you: toy electrical cords.  It'll be the candy cigarettes of the new millenium.  I can't explain the appeal...I just know that my son crawls right past his boring toys straight to the inviting lamp, computer, breast pump, and alarm clock cord and wants to chew on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-935261726333594167?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/935261726333594167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=935261726333594167&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/935261726333594167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/935261726333594167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-toy-manufacturers.html' title='Dear toy manufacturers,'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-5534497867865408292</id><published>2009-11-23T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:51:20.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Up For Himself</title><content type='html'>Not that you care, but today I walked into Henry's room because I heard him waking up from his nap, and he was standing up in the crib.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoa.  First crawling, now this...all hands on deck.  Luckily, we had already lowered the crib mattress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-5534497867865408292?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/5534497867865408292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=5534497867865408292&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5534497867865408292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5534497867865408292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/standing-up-for-himself.html' title='Standing Up For Himself'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-6215230023916882697</id><published>2009-11-22T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T15:17:54.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day Approaches &amp; Ta-Ta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SwnGmKTyM9I/AAAAAAAAC6o/nKZjH3T0TyM/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SwnGmKTyM9I/AAAAAAAAC6o/nKZjH3T0TyM/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407071186539656146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This year, the three of us will be staying in good ol' Erie for Thanksgiving.  Due to Adam's rotation schedule, we were unable to make it down to Texas (sad) but we will be celebrating Thanksgiving with 8 other friends (happy!) at our house.  It is a nice, low-pressure hosting gig- the 8 other guests are bringing food and Brooke &amp;amp; Freeland are even handling the turkey (yippee!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I made my Mom's bestest Thanksgiving dish tonight (spinach madeline) and froze it for Thursday.  It was the first time that I'd made it and I have a new appreciation for her cooking my favorite dish every holiday (thanks, Mom!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Thanks for all the advice about Henry biting my ta-ta's during nursing sessions.  I am hoping that we can survive this era and I can keep on until his first birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-6215230023916882697?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/6215230023916882697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=6215230023916882697&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/6215230023916882697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/6215230023916882697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/turkey-day-approaches.html' title='Turkey Day Approaches &amp; Ta-Ta'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SwnGmKTyM9I/AAAAAAAAC6o/nKZjH3T0TyM/s72-c/IMG_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-7498834088526239401</id><published>2009-11-21T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T06:26:30.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeth</title><content type='html'>Now that Henry has his two bottom teeth, he has bitten me a few times.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was feeding him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts, I won't lie.  The first few times, it wasn't too bad but it's become worse and I have yelped out a couple of times and made Henry both cry and laugh.  I want to keep on nursing him but, geez Louise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-7498834088526239401?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/7498834088526239401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=7498834088526239401&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/7498834088526239401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/7498834088526239401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/teeth.html' title='Teeth'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-154080831685265387</id><published>2009-11-20T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T07:16:19.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swinging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Swayquk8uWI/AAAAAAAAC6g/vcqbeH0Z-0Y/s1600/IMG_0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Swayquk8uWI/AAAAAAAAC6g/vcqbeH0Z-0Y/s400/IMG_0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406204849832114530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a mother, I have a whole new level of appreciation for parks. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Free entertainment.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Henry loved the park- watching the big kids, swinging, going down slides with me,  it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-154080831685265387?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/154080831685265387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=154080831685265387&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/154080831685265387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/154080831685265387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/swinging.html' title='Swinging!'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Swayquk8uWI/AAAAAAAAC6g/vcqbeH0Z-0Y/s72-c/IMG_0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-181342223780451017</id><published>2009-11-17T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T10:47:07.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger than Fiction</title><content type='html'>Today, Henry and I are walking into Wegman's and I see these four sassy old ladies get out of their SUV.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wow, one of them is really tall,&lt;/i&gt; I think.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wait, another one has a huge adam's apple.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait.  Yes, they are men.  There are four cross-dressing old men walking into Wegman's in front of me.  At 11 a.m.  In Erie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oddly enough, one has legs that I would kill for.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I get into Wegman's and there are two news teams in the produce section filming (unrelated to the cross-dressers, presumably).  So, I walk really slowly behind them sniffing and sizing fruits and vegetables.  You may see me on the news in a gray sweater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-181342223780451017?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/181342223780451017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=181342223780451017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/181342223780451017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/181342223780451017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/stranger-than-fiction.html' title='Stranger than Fiction'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-1801021911310167391</id><published>2009-11-16T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:16:18.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Currently in my google search bar&lt;/span&gt; is the following phrase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How many calories Dairy Queen blizzard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband typed it in last night.  (You don't want to know the answer).  Honestly, it's the kind of information of which I'd rather remain oblivious.  I mean, where is the enjoyment in a DQ Oreo blizzard (add cookie dough, please) if you are thinking...wow, this is 7 miles worth of running shot to hell in a frosty cup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago, I began a food journal- you may remember, I vowed to record every calorie that I put into my mouth.  A friend of mine said that she could never do something like that- she would become too OCD and then become annorexic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have that problem.  See, I am of the opposite mentality...the slowly slide off of the wagon grouping.  Oh, sure I'll keep up with it for a while and then BAM, a festive weekend of eating occurs and then I lose momentum and gain 10 pounds.  Until the next time that I recommit, which is now (sorta).  Oh, how I miss the days of my (earlier) youth where I could starve myself for a day and lose 7 lbs.  Those were good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, it appears that you have to change your lifestyle (booo) and, for me, the main issue is trying not to eat as much as my 200 pound husband.  I have quickly learned that I can easily eat the calories that I burn off through exercise, thus, I must learn moderation.  To enjoy food but not eat massive quantities at supper.  To have some chocolate...maybe just not at every meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go again...unless someone has a magic pill.  Anyone?  Anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-1801021911310167391?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/1801021911310167391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=1801021911310167391&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/1801021911310167391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/1801021911310167391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-5399859336738039694</id><published>2009-11-15T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T12:41:55.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Baby + Fall Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SwBnNjin3oI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/93QHNqi9axU/s1600-h/IMG_2158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SwBnNjin3oI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/93QHNqi9axU/s400/IMG_2158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404433035421015682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Adam is goofy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry is sick.  But babies don't like to have their noses or faces wiped.  This results in Henry having boogers crusted to his nose a lot of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our thermometer is so slow, painfully slow.  And I refuse to do it the rectal-way, so I'm jamming it in his armpit and pinning his arm down while I order Adam to dance around and sing in order to distract Henry while the digital temperature slowly climbs.  So, we bought one of those head slide-y thermometers.  It took us a while, but I think we get it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam starts Pediatrics tomorrow in Ashtabula.  We had the perfect fall weekend before his new rotation starts- gorgeous weather.  We put up lights on two of our trees in our front yard.  We walked.  We sat on a blanket in the back yard.  We went to Asbury Woods.  Milking this extended fall for all it is worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-5399859336738039694?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/5399859336738039694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=5399859336738039694&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5399859336738039694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5399859336738039694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/sick-baby-fall-weather.html' title='Sick Baby + Fall Weather'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SwBnNjin3oI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/93QHNqi9axU/s72-c/IMG_2158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-3290593347110777760</id><published>2009-11-11T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:54:22.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plane Facts</title><content type='html'>I know that I'm late on this, but I am loving reading all the editorials about the San  Jose mom and her 2-year old son who were kicked off the Southwest flight when he was too noisy.  I know that no one likes hearing a yelling child and I haven't had a toddler yet but as the mom of a six-month old, when Henry is fussy, I'm more stressed out than anyone else.  Also, I don't fly with Henry for pleasure...we have to fly to go see his grandparents and I am working my pants off trying  to entertain him.  I almost always have had people extend uncommon courtesy towards us when we are flying (offering first class seats even!) and I really appreciate that.  I don't know what traveling with a toddler will be like but so far, I've seen lots of gracious folks when Henry and I are in the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-3290593347110777760?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/3290593347110777760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=3290593347110777760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/3290593347110777760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/3290593347110777760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/plane-facts.html' title='Plane Facts'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-2226509838353516732</id><published>2009-11-10T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:42:56.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad Week</title><content type='html'>Being adventurous can take many shapes and sizes and sometimes looks lame-o, but that's okay.  This week I am making different types of salads every night.  So far, I have made &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Jamies-Cranberry-Spinach-Salad/Detail.aspx"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; (the toasted almonds are so good!) and &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Greek-Salad-III/Detail.aspx"&gt;this on&lt;/a&gt;e (love a good greek salad) and I highly recommend them...very tasty!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-2226509838353516732?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/2226509838353516732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=2226509838353516732&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2226509838353516732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2226509838353516732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/salad-week.html' title='Salad Week'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-5458143439958411330</id><published>2009-11-09T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:55:35.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Make You Go, Huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When my mom visited, we rented movies to watch after Henry was asleep at night.  We hadn't really watched any movies since he was born (besides Harry Potter 6...yesssss).  And we realized, hey!  Watching movies is fun!  So Sunday night, Adam &amp;amp; I rented &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Transformers:  Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; from the Red Box (fantastic invention, that Red Box, eh?)  Anywhoos, it was right up Adam's alley but I had a hard time keeping the Transformer Robots straight.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Who just got punched?  Which bad guy is that?  Or is it a good guy?  I'm confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  I feel that the transformers should have more distinguishing marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay, rant over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Now, we are watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;X-Men Origins:  Wolverine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  (I am the best wife.  Ever.  Just kidding.)    This movie is weird.  If I was an X-Men, I'd want to be able to be invisible and apparate and disapparate.  And also, the ability to sing really well.  And, the ability to have an awesome British accent.  And the ability to go to Hogwarts.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It's silly o'clock at the Jennings.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-5458143439958411330?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/5458143439958411330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=5458143439958411330&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5458143439958411330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5458143439958411330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/things-that-make-you-go-huh.html' title='Things That Make You Go, Huh?'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-7971847147986573018</id><published>2009-11-08T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:43:07.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring On the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvdlhglHisI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/zCZLsnwormc/s1600-h/IMG_2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvdlhglHisI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/zCZLsnwormc/s400/IMG_2151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401897904409905858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a beautiful weekend- we spent as much time as possible outside, soaking up the sun and enjoying the yellow leaves everywhere.  I could get used to 65 degree days in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Henry bit my finger and I felt something sharp- behold!  A tooth.  His first little tooth coming in and I am a little nervous about feeding him with that bad boy around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-7971847147986573018?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/7971847147986573018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=7971847147986573018&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/7971847147986573018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/7971847147986573018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/bring-on-sun.html' title='Bring On the Sun'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvdlhglHisI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/zCZLsnwormc/s72-c/IMG_2151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-4455168177119585456</id><published>2009-11-06T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:14:24.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvQSnoE2ahI/AAAAAAAAC6I/gn-pH8RjCcA/s1600-h/IMG_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvQSnoE2ahI/AAAAAAAAC6I/gn-pH8RjCcA/s400/IMG_0067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400962325106027026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend, Melanie, came to visit us this week and I just loved having her here.  There is nothing like a dear friend with whom you can just pick back up and do DAILY things together.  We went on a walk, we went to the grocery store, we cooked supper together, she met my friends and we watched &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/span&gt; at Brooke's house.  We stared at Henry. We talked lots. She is a gem of a gal and one of the most fun people you will ever meet.  I am glad she came to stay with us and feel honored to call her my friend.  I needed my Melanie fix!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-4455168177119585456?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/4455168177119585456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=4455168177119585456&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/4455168177119585456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/4455168177119585456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-visitors.html' title='Fun Visitors'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvQSnoE2ahI/AAAAAAAAC6I/gn-pH8RjCcA/s72-c/IMG_0067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-3707223730203958354</id><published>2009-11-04T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:29:29.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvFzbMTUOMI/AAAAAAAAC6A/YfgFozdU9hI/s1600-h/DSC_0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvFzbMTUOMI/AAAAAAAAC6A/YfgFozdU9hI/s400/DSC_0614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400224339189840066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little wild thing meeting a goat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my mom was here, Adam &amp;amp; I took advantage and went on a date!  We went to eat and then watched Where the Wild Things Are.  I still don't know what I think about the movie.  One cool aspect was that the lead kid in that movie has mannerisms and talks just like my nephew, Caleb.  That part was really sweet.  I will say this:  It's not a kids' movie.  Also, they really nailed a lot of unspokens from childhood.  Also, it was full of imagination.  Also, a lot of it was sad.  Also, you probably need to just go see it yourself.  It made us think and dissect a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a well-made movie, but not a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;feel-good&lt;/span&gt; movie.  I probably wouldn't watch it again but I'm glad that I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, stay tuned...Brooke gives the big reveal today on the sex of the baby!  (Yes, I already know...No, I'm not telling!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-3707223730203958354?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/3707223730203958354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=3707223730203958354&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/3707223730203958354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/3707223730203958354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/wild-things.html' title='Wild Things'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SvFzbMTUOMI/AAAAAAAAC6A/YfgFozdU9hI/s72-c/DSC_0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-4626268119343285898</id><published>2009-11-02T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:49:55.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hansel &amp; Gretel and their little Monkey, too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9-JO1bcqI/AAAAAAAAC54/hvqhINZ7GJw/s1600-h/12644_327894275081_521390081_9683489_6727147_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9-JO1bcqI/AAAAAAAAC54/hvqhINZ7GJw/s400/12644_327894275081_521390081_9683489_6727147_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399673175306629794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9A6xkaL_I/AAAAAAAAC44/uH29T2MYEe8/s1600-h/IMG_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9A6xkaL_I/AAAAAAAAC44/uH29T2MYEe8/s400/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399605856723152882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;a href="http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2007/11/trick-or-treat-or-cry.html"&gt;first year&lt;/a&gt; here in Erie, we had no trick-or-treaters.  And I had sat by the window all night with my huge bowl of candy.  It was sad. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The&lt;a href="http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2008/11/expecto-halloweeno.html"&gt; second year&lt;/a&gt; here, I was pregnant with Henry and Adam &amp;amp; I dressed as Hermoine and Harry Potter for a rockin' Halloween party at Sarah L.'s house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, this year, we revisited that party (baby in tow) dressed as Hansel &amp;amp; Gretel with our little monkey-man and his pack-and-play with us (Hey, we didn't want to go home at 7!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9DWXOSpqI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/qVA_Ix_SvDM/s1600-h/IMG_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9DWXOSpqI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/qVA_Ix_SvDM/s400/IMG_2050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399608529710655138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dressing the monkey was not easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9Cn0DvJzI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/4hLDO8wXSUQ/s1600-h/4068925550_92726ffb4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9Cn0DvJzI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/4hLDO8wXSUQ/s400/4068925550_92726ffb4f.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399607729997162290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Note Hansel's (Adam's) short shorts (photo by Brooke Ackley)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9CdjLY2RI/AAAAAAAAC5I/pffekKOc8AI/s1600-h/4068921414_067b36ae68.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9CdjLY2RI/AAAAAAAAC5I/pffekKOc8AI/s400/4068921414_067b36ae68.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399607553667160338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gals at the party (photo by Brooke Ackley)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9CQ9GrOqI/AAAAAAAAC5A/J3dsfo5cQsQ/s1600-h/IMG_2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9CQ9GrOqI/AAAAAAAAC5A/J3dsfo5cQsQ/s400/IMG_2084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399607337288415906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me (Gretel) and Bethany at the party (she was comfortable in her pink snuggie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9EvKshabI/AAAAAAAAC5o/mzutqUZUN6E/s1600-h/IMG_2068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9EvKshabI/AAAAAAAAC5o/mzutqUZUN6E/s400/IMG_2068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399610055356148146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adam and Henry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, 'twas great fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9FqHOtKiI/AAAAAAAAC5w/ewcrH46ZLTQ/s1600-h/IMG_2066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9FqHOtKiI/AAAAAAAAC5w/ewcrH46ZLTQ/s400/IMG_2066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399611068038064674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-4626268119343285898?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/4626268119343285898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=4626268119343285898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/4626268119343285898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/4626268119343285898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/11/hansel-gretel-and-their-little-monkey.html' title='Hansel &amp; Gretel and their little Monkey, too!'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Su9-JO1bcqI/AAAAAAAAC54/hvqhINZ7GJw/s72-c/12644_327894275081_521390081_9683489_6727147_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-5871275492403131797</id><published>2009-10-31T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T07:45:45.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuxKMmpdobI/AAAAAAAAC4w/26nyaH0iz9Q/s1600-h/DSC_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuxKMmpdobI/AAAAAAAAC4w/26nyaH0iz9Q/s400/DSC_0645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398771633703723442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-5871275492403131797?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/5871275492403131797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=5871275492403131797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5871275492403131797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/5871275492403131797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-pumpkin.html' title='The Great Pumpkin'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuxKMmpdobI/AAAAAAAAC4w/26nyaH0iz9Q/s72-c/DSC_0645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-8512757303369717134</id><published>2009-10-30T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T05:19:05.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Hair</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night that I was getting married.  Except I had just gotten out of the shower and my hair was wet and I had no makeup on.  And Adam was waiting for me at the end of the aisle and all these people were at the wedding and I suddenly realized...&lt;i&gt;hey, I don't look so hot&lt;/i&gt;.  So, the bridesmaids have already walked down the aisle and I'm suddenly sprinting back to the dressing area to try and dry my hair super-quick and throw on some mascara and lip gloss.  Meanwhile, I can hear the wedding music playing and my Dad is saying, "Camille- we're ready for you."   Then I woke up.  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-8512757303369717134?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/8512757303369717134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=8512757303369717134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/8512757303369717134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/8512757303369717134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/wet-hair.html' title='Wet Hair'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-2296691945284124177</id><published>2009-10-29T07:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T07:12:56.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SumiHsGY3SI/AAAAAAAAC4o/r4xqjqvTo3M/s1600-h/IMG_1992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SumiHsGY3SI/AAAAAAAAC4o/r4xqjqvTo3M/s400/IMG_1992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398023881360989474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it is with you, but when my Mom comes into town- I surrender.  I totally succumb to the healing powers of Mom cooking supper, Mom cleaning our house, Mom entertaining Henry while I sleep an hour or two longer in the morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forget how to do laundry, I am suddenly completely useless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;But, I also drag Mom to the Gap to try on skinny jeans (which she looks amazing in) and she buys a cute pair of tall boots to go with them.  An official Hot Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-2296691945284124177?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/2296691945284124177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=2296691945284124177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2296691945284124177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2296691945284124177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/moms.html' title='Moms'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SumiHsGY3SI/AAAAAAAAC4o/r4xqjqvTo3M/s72-c/IMG_1992.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-1972755516205506379</id><published>2009-10-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:20:54.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill In the Caption!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Sug3D-dVN8I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/zFC4zDKGLxQ/s1600-h/DSC_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Sug3D-dVN8I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/zFC4zDKGLxQ/s400/DSC_0649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397624694848698306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-1972755516205506379?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/1972755516205506379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=1972755516205506379&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/1972755516205506379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/1972755516205506379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/fill-in-caption.html' title='Fill In the Caption!'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Sug3D-dVN8I/AAAAAAAAC4Y/zFC4zDKGLxQ/s72-c/DSC_0649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-361648847458104362</id><published>2009-10-27T06:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T06:13:30.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look What Our Wild Thing Can Do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubxUxwA-wI/AAAAAAAAC4I/MEq9DGsxFC0/s1600-h/IMG_2020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubxUxwA-wI/AAAAAAAAC4I/MEq9DGsxFC0/s400/IMG_2020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397266542704524034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sitting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubwZWDmtsI/AAAAAAAAC34/Ee1uha-Dt4E/s1600-h/IMG_2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubwZWDmtsI/AAAAAAAAC34/Ee1uha-Dt4E/s400/IMG_2024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397265521658214082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pulling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubwtDdsFoI/AAAAAAAAC4A/_rC6osTZ3AE/s1600-h/IMG_2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubwtDdsFoI/AAAAAAAAC4A/_rC6osTZ3AE/s400/IMG_2026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397265860264728194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;standing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I know the laundry basket is not a very safe place to pull-up but he was supervised by Powers, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Just kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Subx24ODRvI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/D2_gexm6vF0/s1600-h/IMG_2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/Subx24ODRvI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/D2_gexm6vF0/s400/IMG_2028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397267128556668658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-361648847458104362?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/361648847458104362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=361648847458104362&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/361648847458104362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/361648847458104362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-what-our-wild-thing-can-do.html' title='Look What Our Wild Thing Can Do!'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SubxUxwA-wI/AAAAAAAAC4I/MEq9DGsxFC0/s72-c/IMG_2020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-7784858423612489430</id><published>2009-10-26T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:00:46.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXjvCRvdZI/AAAAAAAAC3w/tGsIurbscA8/s1600-h/DSC_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXjvCRvdZI/AAAAAAAAC3w/tGsIurbscA8/s400/DSC_0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396970125678048658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXjF2xeJaI/AAAAAAAAC3o/V40IQ99w3AM/s1600-h/DSC_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXjF2xeJaI/AAAAAAAAC3o/V40IQ99w3AM/s400/DSC_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396969418215269794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;Dance Party before bedtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXiJZP566I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/mu-CZ3NolKg/s1600-h/DSC_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXiJZP566I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/mu-CZ3NolKg/s400/DSC_0578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396968379497704354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Henry in his new high chair- thanks Mama Lulu &amp;amp; Poppa Bob!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXhxTCQAzI/AAAAAAAAC3I/wtp2IKu4GKU/s1600-h/DSC_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXhxTCQAzI/AAAAAAAAC3I/wtp2IKu4GKU/s400/DSC_0596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396967965512958770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poppa Bob taking Henry on a walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were both in this weekend.  My dad had to leave yesterday but my mom is here through Friday (Hooray!)  We are having lots of fun and Adam and I got to go on a date last night- woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXiaLevloI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/64WJwdPorl0/s1600-h/DSC_0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXiaLevloI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/64WJwdPorl0/s400/DSC_0571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396968667859621506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXi0Dou_EI/AAAAAAAAC3g/xL1X8nkXGdA/s1600-h/DSC_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXi0Dou_EI/AAAAAAAAC3g/xL1X8nkXGdA/s400/DSC_0573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396969112430640194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the beautiful quilt that Mrs. Helen made (it has nursery rhymes galore!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you SO much, Mrs. Helen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, of course, these pictures are from my Mom's camera so there are no pictures of her- I will remedy this today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankful for good visits!  And now, I must leave you to go continue hanging out with my Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-7784858423612489430?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/7784858423612489430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=7784858423612489430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/7784858423612489430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/7784858423612489430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/dance-party-before-bedtime.html' title=''/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y33NcSfnO08/SuXjvCRvdZI/AAAAAAAAC3w/tGsIurbscA8/s72-c/DSC_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4214459341650952218.post-2773671980963034356</id><published>2009-10-23T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:17:10.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, Look Out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, on Thursday mornings, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bethany &amp;amp; I go over to Brooke's house and watch &lt;i&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/i&gt;.  This week, they selected the top 20 and, can I just say, that I am already &lt;i&gt;beyond annoyed &lt;/i&gt;with Molly and Legacy.  Out of all those great dancers...one dances like a junior high cheerleader and the other flattered and cried his way to the top because he cannot, I repeat, &lt;i&gt;canno&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;t&lt;/i&gt; dance outside of his niche. I mean, if you cry and tell someone that the dance they choreographed changed your life, you probably will get promoted to the next level.  &lt;i&gt;End rant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to a surprise going-away party&lt;/span&gt; last night for my friend, Aubrey.  Aubrey is moving to Japan with her husband and their baby, Roman.  So, our girls' group all dressed up in our bath or silky robes and wore socks with flip-flops and tried to do our hair in chop-sticks in an attempt to Japan-ize this part-ay.  Also, we ate chinese food and cake and drank tea.  It was a fun way to send off our sweet friend.  She will be missed. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Speaking of long plane rides,&lt;/span&gt; my parents are on their way up here!  Yee-haw.  So, we will be doing that this weekend- hope you and yours have a merry weekend, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4214459341650952218-2773671980963034356?l=thejenningssecede.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/feeds/2773671980963034356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4214459341650952218&amp;postID=2773671980963034356&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2773671980963034356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4214459341650952218/posts/default/2773671980963034356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thejenningssecede.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-look-out.html' title='Friday, Look Out.'/><author><name>the Jennings secede from the South</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01450909038527454552</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07777050568923685487'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry></feed>