<?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-7560007125673361265</id><updated>2009-12-03T23:27:34.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa Irlanda</title><subtitle type='html'>A thought dropper off'er.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>114</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-2203976531530314009</id><published>2009-12-03T22:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T23:27:34.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa Irlanda</title><summary type='text'>I am typing this while my computer balances on the bottom side of a Martinelli's Sparkling Cider box.  We have no coffee table.  There are no books left on our shelves.  Although those, the boxes filling our living room, and the cans of primer, are the only signs that we are moving.  Our pictures are still on the walls, our bed is still covered in blankets, my clothes are still strewn all over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2203976531530314009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=2203976531530314009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/2203976531530314009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/2203976531530314009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/12/casa-irlanda.html' title='Casa Irlanda'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/Sxi5zJNDtfI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ioqubSkrpyg/s72-c/front.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-7560007125673361265.post-6787451963684575927</id><published>2009-11-13T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T11:02:03.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And a very happy unbirthday...to who?</title><summary type='text'>to me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6787451963684575927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=6787451963684575927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/6787451963684575927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/6787451963684575927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-very-happy-unbirthdayto-who.html' title='And a very happy unbirthday...to who?'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/Sv2tFFW57kI/AAAAAAAAAcw/2oIzei-LNsk/s72-c/halloween.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-7560007125673361265.post-289344663905584909</id><published>2009-11-07T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:21:09.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in your FACE...book.</title><summary type='text'>"just got all up in vicky cristina barcelona...liked it...but is wondering why, in movies, they still turn the lights on when answering cell phones in bed. i mean, i understand old fashion telephonos cuz it's dark and you can't find the phone. but don't cell phones light up, a lot, so you can totally find them in the dark?  i've never turned the light on to answer a cell phone.  also why do the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/289344663905584909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=289344663905584909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/289344663905584909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/289344663905584909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-your-facebook.html' title='in your FACE...book.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-8203504556207236732</id><published>2009-10-07T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:08:28.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rice to meet you...</title><summary type='text'>Tonite for dinner I took my solo self out to the Soy House and got myself a big giant heaping serving of rice noodles, nom nom nom, with a side of spring roll all wrapped up in a rice paper wrapper and filled with MORE rice noodle!  And for dessert!?!?  I made myself a big pile of RICE PUDDING!  mmmmmm.  And while this all may sound very sarcastic.  It's not.  At all.  This rice puddin' is damn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8203504556207236732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=8203504556207236732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/8203504556207236732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/8203504556207236732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/rice-to-meet-you.html' title='Rice to meet you...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-3299119136443693676</id><published>2009-10-05T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:24:38.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no big deal...</title><summary type='text'>no wheatno sugarno clothesno dairyno weekendno porkno caseinno jewelryno hatsno citrusno shoesno cornno sausageno alcoholno strawberriesno scarvesno tightsno red meatno problem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3299119136443693676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=3299119136443693676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/3299119136443693676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/3299119136443693676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-kidding.html' title='no big deal...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-432339788516635229</id><published>2009-08-30T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:59:06.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No one wants to hear about, what you dreamt about, unless you dreamt about.....them....</title><summary type='text'>Why do people blog?  I began a blog because I thought (naively) that people used them as online diaries.  I thought the world had needed a new place to rest their thoughts on these busy tech driven journey's.  And they had found it in the blog world.  I understand better now that many a blog makes many a dollar, but I thought and still do think that most of them are written by people like me.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/432339788516635229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=432339788516635229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/432339788516635229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/432339788516635229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-one-wants-to-hear-about-what-you.html' title='No one wants to hear about, what you dreamt about, unless you dreamt about.....them....'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-2255666679534040705</id><published>2009-08-27T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:32:32.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Heche has children. shiver.</title><summary type='text'>This is an interview on David Letterman with Anne Heche, from well, right now.  I found it so unbelievably irritating I had to share it with you.  Immediately.  I have never seen a celebrity act so abrasive.  Fingernails across a chalkboard, fork against an empty plate, you know...blech.  My ears are bleeding.  I dare you to make it all the way through.  Although, the spanx, pasty thigh, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2255666679534040705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=2255666679534040705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/2255666679534040705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/2255666679534040705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/anne-heche-has-children-shiver.html' title='Anne Heche has children. shiver.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-421350485848661952</id><published>2009-08-20T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:15:04.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>every 48 hours they disappear, and sometimes it happens out of nowhere in the middle of the nite or important events and yr soul mates and stuff...</title><summary type='text'>time travelers wife?nope.another 24 hour shift...sigh.(thanks little bro, for the pic. i can't wait for new zealand. you+camera+lord of the rings=whaaaa????)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/421350485848661952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=421350485848661952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/421350485848661952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/421350485848661952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-travelers-wife-every-48-hours-they.html' title='every 48 hours they disappear, and sometimes it happens out of nowhere in the middle of the nite or important events and yr soul mates and stuff...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-8778028687971443457</id><published>2009-08-18T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:16:12.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(3) Days of Summer, (500) Things I Hate About You, (10th) Rock from the Sun...</title><summary type='text'>This means something......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8778028687971443457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=8778028687971443457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/8778028687971443457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/8778028687971443457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/3rd-day-of-summer-500-things-i-hate.html' title='(3) Days of Summer, (500) Things I Hate About You, (10th) Rock from the Sun...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-1447759373268131125</id><published>2009-08-05T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:32:11.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh, but that's nonsense. Flowers can't talk."</title><summary type='text'>'there is a baby monster hiding near me.''oh look it's grandpa monster!''i'm from the desert. i hope i don't die.' 'i am curly but i won't eat you.''i am safe and warm.''i am very green.''i am spiky in a soft and unassuming way.''i am PURPLE!''we are having a nice little party.'</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1447759373268131125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=1447759373268131125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/1447759373268131125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/1447759373268131125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-but-thats-nonsense-flowers-cant-talk.html' title='&quot;Oh, but that&apos;s nonsense. Flowers can&apos;t talk.&quot;'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/SnoxWwdH0uI/AAAAAAAAAY8/qx1p6z0eaNE/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-2875006571302980631</id><published>2009-08-02T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:48:19.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>instead of sheep and lullabies.</title><summary type='text'>In the heatthere is no timefor dietsor errands ran.The rooms shouldbe clutteredwith remnantsof hours spent,passed quicklyand filledwith nothingbut the heatofsummer days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2875006571302980631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=2875006571302980631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/2875006571302980631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/2875006571302980631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-only-my-night-time-thoughts-were-of.html' title='instead of sheep and lullabies.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-3677765271288339391</id><published>2009-07-28T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:56:55.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cook until all sides are browned and meat is heated all the way through.</title><summary type='text'>                        Tonite:Clear               70°F               Feels Like70°F               Updated:  Jul 28 12:25 a.m. PT!!!!!!!!!and tomorrow? how about more of the same!  I don't know whether to be ecstatic or miserable...I am truly torn.  On one hand, if I'm going to be a total insomniac it might as well be nice out, and my skin sure does love being tan, and well being hot is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3677765271288339391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=3677765271288339391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/3677765271288339391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/3677765271288339391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/cook-until-all-sides-are-browned-and.html' title='cook until all sides are browned and meat is heated all the way through.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-4464619846091635281</id><published>2009-07-23T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:42:27.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a perfect day...I'm glad I spent it with you.</title><summary type='text'>yesterday i had to work.  and then i was suffering from horrible lady ailments.  and then i arrived home to an empty house.  and then jesse came home.  and he came home with flowers.  for me.  big giant sunflowers.  and he was so happy.  and then i was so happy.  and then we grilled some skagit valley hamburger patties.  and i made a burger using lettuce as the bun.  and it was good cause the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4464619846091635281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=4464619846091635281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/4464619846091635281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/4464619846091635281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-what-perfect-dayim-glad-i-spent-it.html' title='Oh what a perfect day...I&apos;m glad I spent it with you.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/SmkdiLiz4hI/AAAAAAAAAWw/eJVNjkC4XgY/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-5145824649974572735</id><published>2009-07-21T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:48:13.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ragout de palourde de cordon bleu</title><summary type='text'>That means...BLUE RIBBON CLAM CHOWDER, son.Ladies and gentlemen, our award winning clam chowder.  Photo from thrashermagazine.com.A haiku for you, chowder team:The clams came in cansoh! blood, sweat, and tarragonvictoriously!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5145824649974572735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=5145824649974572735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5145824649974572735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5145824649974572735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/chowder-son.html' title='ragout de palourde de cordon bleu'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-5740041768467866120</id><published>2009-07-21T11:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:36:28.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Gusta Tejas!</title><summary type='text'>today's facts so far:1. I stayed up really really really late reading last nite and didn't eat breakfast until just now.2. My breakfast was AWESOME: one wedge of Laughing Cow Garlic and Herb cheese, Bowl of fresh blueberries, and a frozen hashbrown in the style of McDonalds with lots and lots of ketchup.  All that was missing was a piece of bacon or a really good chicken sausage...mmmm.3.MENDING </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5740041768467866120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=5740041768467866120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5740041768467866120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5740041768467866120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-gusta-tejas.html' title='Me Gusta Tejas!'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-5930672175729749633</id><published>2009-07-19T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:56:02.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There but for the grace of god, go I.</title><summary type='text'>Today's facts so far:1. I actually cried a little when I left my husband in Seattle when I had to come back to go to work. Boy, I either really love him, or I am really pms style.  Or maybe both.2. I was openly, and publicly, cranky today.  If you know me you know this is rare. (the publicly part, not the cranky part *wink*)3. Davinci Bakery on Greenwood in Seattle is a little slice of gluten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5930672175729749633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=5930672175729749633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5930672175729749633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5930672175729749633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-but-for-grace-of-god-go-i.html' title='There but for the grace of god, go I.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-5161936682245831511</id><published>2009-07-15T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:56:59.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just dance...</title><summary type='text'>One of my most favorite persons in the world got married last weekend...in Winthrop.  A lone cowboy of a tourist town on the other side of the mountains.  The road was long, the days were hot.  And every single second was filled with bliss...Take a backwards journey of my weekend.end of the evening dance party for two...my mother and the bride.  I've known the bride since we were ten, we grew up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5161936682245831511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=5161936682245831511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5161936682245831511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5161936682245831511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-dance.html' title='Just dance...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/Sl5W9do0coI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/Wma0Is0IHJw/s72-c/155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-7819313444639414118</id><published>2009-07-13T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:57:36.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>amuse bouche...</title><summary type='text'>Amuse Bouche literally translates to 'mouth amuser', and it is used as a tease from the chef.  A very small bit of food served before a meal.  A bite of something that encapsulates what is about to happen with the full meal.   Your mouth starts watering for more almost immediately.So here you are sirs, my amuse bouche, or rather amuse oeil, an 'eye amuser'.  Just a tiny teaser into what happened </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7819313444639414118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=7819313444639414118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/7819313444639414118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/7819313444639414118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/amuse-bouche.html' title='amuse bouche...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/SltX_08NIGI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wLLnXrSN1fQ/s72-c/162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-1031662491683582345</id><published>2009-07-08T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:04:17.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...everyone would be in love with me.</title><summary type='text'>I just heard, on my not-so-secret favorite talk radio program TBTL, that one Mr. Oscar G. Mayer has passed away at the age of 95.  He was the third Oscar Mayer to be chairman of everyone's favorite wiener company.In honor of his passing TBTL played a little ditty from comedian David Sedaris doing the classic "Bologna has a first name..." jingle, as Billie Holiday. Ahem.  I almost stopped the car </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1031662491683582345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=1031662491683582345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/1031662491683582345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/1031662491683582345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/everyone-would-be-in-love-with-me.html' title='...everyone would be in love with me.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-7839855088114525756</id><published>2009-07-08T20:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:10:43.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><summary type='text'>i have so much to do and i cannot for the life of me get off of the computer. somebody unplug me, fast.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7839855088114525756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=7839855088114525756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/7839855088114525756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/7839855088114525756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-1922607040558346149</id><published>2009-07-08T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:14:11.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a compromising  position. a composition.</title><summary type='text'>edit: the first is a painting by Cy Twombly. rad.the second is a photo of my lovely gma-in-law in Iowa, by me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1922607040558346149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=1922607040558346149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/1922607040558346149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/1922607040558346149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-understand-how-copyright-laws.html' title='a compromising  position. a composition.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-rX4U6zAxfE/SK45BxCxPWI/AAAAAAAAAFI/bmCe6sQevR8/s72-c/Iowa%2B188.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-7560007125673361265.post-3905554394750339015</id><published>2009-07-02T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:51:39.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERBUZZY</title><summary type='text'> New Kitchen? Sexy lounge? New living room?Future (very future, mind yr own business sirs) kids room? (it's alice!!!!)  oh dear. thank you superbuzzy.com for making me more insane than I already am. And thank you dumb computer for crashing and not loading the other 2 million fabric samples I tried to load. totes ridic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/3905554394750339015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=3905554394750339015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/3905554394750339015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/3905554394750339015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/superbuzzy.html' title='SUPERBUZZY'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-7022624681585257443</id><published>2009-07-02T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:49:10.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #101</title><summary type='text'>I'm a grown up!Today's facts so far:1. This is post number 101.  The first journal that hasn't slowly faded away.2. I got the job.  I still have to call and accept formally, but I got it.  Nice to meet you, I am the new assistant manager at the park location.  The place where my love affair began.  Where the entire winter I will be able to pull shots while watching the storms come through the bay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/7022624681585257443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=7022624681585257443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/7022624681585257443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/7022624681585257443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-101.html' title='Post #101'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-8388169919013244613</id><published>2009-06-28T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:13:14.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A rococo zephyr...</title><summary type='text'>That is something that has been said before, actually sung, by one Bill Callahan.  Most recently he sang it to me at the Triple Door. Jesse and I had received a gift certificate to the Triple Door for our wedding two years ago and have been waiting for the perfect show to use it on.  The Triple Door is a dinner theatre sort of place that serves pan asian/thai fusion mumbo jumbo and hosts a huge </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8388169919013244613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=8388169919013244613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/8388169919013244613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/8388169919013244613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/rococo-zephyr.html' title='A rococo zephyr...'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7560007125673361265.post-5774247337820964814</id><published>2009-06-26T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:23:25.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am going to eat you up and when i'm done i'm going to take a nap.</title><summary type='text'>I really just wanted to write that sentence down.  It is not meant to be dirty, so get your face out of the gutter sirs.  Does that ever happen to you?  A sentence just starts rolling around in your head, nonsense, but it doesn't go away.  Like a song.  A song that has never been written.  It happens to me a lot.  We used to play a game in high school, my friends and I, created by Cori.  It was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5774247337820964814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7560007125673361265&amp;postID=5774247337820964814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5774247337820964814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7560007125673361265/posts/default/5774247337820964814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://casairlanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-going-to-eat-you-up-and-when-im.html' title='i am going to eat you up and when i&apos;m done i&apos;m going to take a nap.'/><author><name>Amelia Anne Flores Ireland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12861396207839738027</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01315769530861545739'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>