<?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-8006432</id><updated>2009-11-17T14:02:23.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sour and the Sweet</title><subtitle type='html'>Sandra Vahtel's old blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>364</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115604123776341398</id><published>2006-08-19T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T19:33:57.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on over</title><summary type='text'>I took the plunge.I moved.  After two years of dedicated service, I'm hanging up the Blogger address and am moving to my new home.  Update your bookmarks, 'cause from now on, The Sour and the Sweet can be found over at http://sourandsweet.wordpress.com.  It was two years ago today that I started this blog, and while it might seem a little sentimental to say that blogging has changed my life -- it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115604123776341398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115604123776341398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-on-over.html' title='Come on over'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115596333010512949</id><published>2006-08-18T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T23:21:52.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A complete deja vu moment</title><summary type='text'>Right now, I had to get this down before I forget.I walk up to the unbaked loaves of fococcia bread that are sitting on the counter, rising a bit, waiting for the oven.  I push the pieces of cherry down into the dough through the plastic wrap that lies on top.  Michelle and Chris are in the bathroom with the door open and I hear Michelle say "oww, you put your nose in my ear!"I don't know when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115596333010512949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115596333010512949' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115596333010512949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115596333010512949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/complete-deja-vu-moment.html' title='A complete deja vu moment'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115584660967477397</id><published>2006-08-17T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T13:34:13.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glee</title><summary type='text'>Stairs of concrete lead up to a large platform.  A vista, overlooking the museum grounds.  The sun hung low in the air, dense with smog, its rays shooting through the branches of a large tree off-setting the green of the leaves with golden and rose.  Lush and radiant, the tree glowed directly at eye level, backlit like some sort of angelic portrait.  Looking down from my vantage point I saw a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115584660967477397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115584660967477397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115584660967477397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115584660967477397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115574911103903597</id><published>2006-08-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T11:34:43.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insect confusion</title><summary type='text'>A portion of this morning's IM sessionMichelle: [nose smile]those roaches are not goodme: no, and eliz found another cricket last night, toohe was sitting under a cup in the kitchen when i got homeMichelle: gosh maybe they're crickets!Michelle: i can't tell them apart.me: really?crickets are smaller and cockroaches look like little turdswith a hard brown shellme: and crickets have thinner wings.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115574911103903597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115574911103903597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/insect-confusion.html' title='insect confusion'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115566922213022555</id><published>2006-08-15T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T12:13:42.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Now Late-Summer New Music List</title><summary type='text'>A couple of months ago I set out to find some new music artists 'cause it's hard to find good new stuff (or good old stuff) when commercial radio wants you to listen to the same five songs over and over.  Inspired by a summer reading list that roommate Michelle did last year, I decided to compile a summer music list by asking my more musically inclined friends for a little help.  So I cast out my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115566922213022555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115566922213022555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115566922213022555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115566922213022555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/now-late-summer-new-music-list.html' title='The Now Late-Summer New Music List'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115533895008888377</id><published>2006-08-11T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T16:29:10.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A postscript</title><summary type='text'>Watch this video very carefully and pay attention, 'cause if you do you'll see someone familiar!  :-)Rereading my last post, it sounds a bit heavy-handed.  And having spent much of yesterday and today ruminating about the state of the world, I have to remind myself there is a hope that's so much greater than the evil that threatens to plunge more and more of the world into darkness.  Evil will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115533895008888377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115533895008888377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115533895008888377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115533895008888377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/postscript.html' title='A postscript'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115527949664672214</id><published>2006-08-11T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:58:16.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this makes me angry and sad</title><summary type='text'>Observing the wide chasm between the glitz and glamour of the West, in contrast to those nations where things look so dark, it is my opinion that...There are so many in this world who are struggling under the weight of poverty, war, disease and famine.  And then there are so many others who've been blessed with an over-abundance of goods who are in a position to help those in need.   Yet I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115527949664672214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115527949664672214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/this-makes-me-angry-and-sad.html' title='this makes me angry and sad'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115523573500194341</id><published>2006-08-10T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:52:12.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevermind</title><summary type='text'>I was going to blog about trading in my old phone for my new phone, but then I got to work and read about the 21 people held in British custody for plotting to blow up planes using liquid and portable electronics, Michelle asked me to watch this, and the sights and sounds of the Pro-Israel rally that shut down a half-mile of Wilshire Blvd. a couple of Sundays ago continued to swirl around in my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115523573500194341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115523573500194341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115523573500194341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115523573500194341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/nevermind.html' title='Nevermind'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115515226216314590</id><published>2006-08-09T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T15:09:09.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A for "Adaptability"</title><summary type='text'>I've been sick.  This weekend was brutal, but now the sneezing and hacking and vomiting have subsided, though I still cannot taste anything.  I can get broad strokes -- salt is salty and sugar is sweet, but I'm still missing subtle flavors that make the experience of eating actually pleasurable.I stayed home on Monday, watched way too many movies.  As I ventured briefly out in the noon-day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115515226216314590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115515226216314590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115515226216314590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115515226216314590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-adaptability.html' title='A for &quot;Adaptability&quot;'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115506482552814823</id><published>2006-08-08T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:21:19.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission:  Possible</title><summary type='text'>Okay so here's the deal.  My old writing prof, the veritable Christopher Meeks, has as perhaps some of you know, a self-published book of short stories called The Middle Aged Man and the Sea.  Recently it was featured in the book section of Entertainment Weekly.  A small blurb, a blink-and-you'll-miss-it blurb, but a mention nonetheless.  So, your mission, if you choose to accept it, and if you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115506482552814823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115506482552814823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115506482552814823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115506482552814823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/mission-possible.html' title='Mission:  Possible'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115498320357383719</id><published>2006-08-07T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T13:40:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Fire Drill?</title><summary type='text'>So today I'm sitting in my car,  waiting for a red light somewhere on Beverly Blvd., between Fairfax and La Brea.Voice:  Hey!I turn to the left and see a Buick or some other large-type car in the next lane over, its passenger side occupant, a man, mouthing something to me."What?"  I yell back, turning down my radio to hear him properly."Hey, can I get out of his car (thumbing to the driver of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115498320357383719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115498320357383719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/chinese-fire-drill.html' title='Chinese Fire Drill?'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115471211748014486</id><published>2006-08-04T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:21:57.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I Stay or Should I Go?</title><summary type='text'>In the immortal words of The Clash, the time has come to decide about a new home for this blog.  On August 19th, I will celebrate the two-year anniversary of The Sour and the Sweet, and consider it a time to think about moving on.  I already have a new blog set up at wordpress that you can view here.So, by a show of hands, who here thinks I should stay, or go?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115471211748014486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115471211748014486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115471211748014486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115471211748014486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/should-i-stay-or-should-i-go.html' title='Should I Stay or Should I Go?'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115464585128290062</id><published>2006-08-03T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T15:59:06.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomfoolery</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115464585128290062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115464585128290062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115464585128290062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115464585128290062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/tomfoolery.html' title='Tomfoolery'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115462670040168045</id><published>2006-08-03T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T14:36:22.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cupcake diagnostic</title><summary type='text'>So the cupcakes are done.  I've never baked anything that turned into a three-day endeavor.  That said, I can't say they're worth it in the end, although as Eliz was quick to point out, the whole things was a learning curve so, c'est la vie.Next time, I won't bake the actual cupcakes three days ahead of time, and I'll also make sure the all the gelatin dissolves with the raspberries, 'cause I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115462670040168045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115462670040168045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115462670040168045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115462670040168045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/cupcake-diagnostic.html' title='cupcake diagnostic'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115454377078514656</id><published>2006-08-02T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T11:36:11.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Competitive Edge, or Your First Sip of Beer</title><summary type='text'>I said once that I wasn't going to post any more stories while they were still first drafts.  Well, alright I guess I'm cheating, but I like this one and I want to share and I wrote it out long-hand first and then pipped it into the computer, so technically it already is a second draft, but it's not quite finished yet.  Thanks to Andrew and Sarah, my writing group partners, for being the first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115454377078514656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115454377078514656' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115454377078514656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115454377078514656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/competitive-edge-or-your-first-sip-of.html' title='The Competitive Edge, or Your First Sip of Beer'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115445483876732801</id><published>2006-08-01T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:53:58.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm turning into my mother, I swear</title><summary type='text'>Last night I was making these mint cream cupcakes for my Bible study group on Thursday.  Everything was going fairly well, despite not having enough sugar to make the frosting yet and trying to cook in the kitchen while one of the lightbulbs was burnt out.  The cupcakes themselves turned out well, a delightful change from last time's red velvet mini-fiasco, wherein I was splattering red batter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115445483876732801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115445483876732801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115445483876732801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115445483876732801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-turning-into-my-mother-i-swear.html' title='I&apos;m turning into my mother, I swear'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115437582602005263</id><published>2006-07-31T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T14:22:04.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when two is better than one</title><summary type='text'>As iron sharpens iron, so one (wo)man sharpens another.I've been spending a lot of time with my friend Ludmilla lately.  Ludmilla is a fellow photographer, and while she feels like her photography skills are lacking, I assure you, they're not.  In fact, I've seen my own eye as a photographer widen and develop since I've known her, simply by having her stand alongside, looking through her own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115437582602005263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115437582602005263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115437582602005263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115437582602005263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-two-is-better-than-one.html' title='when two is better than one'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115416296467955084</id><published>2006-07-29T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:49:24.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>350</title><summary type='text'>I mention that number because this is the 350th post to this blog.  I feel as though I have just wrapped up two weeks of birthday celebrations, cleaning off my desk tonight into a variety of piles of cards, receipts, gift cards (an ingenious invention, by the way), and books.   The crown of the material gifting came today, after a long day at work.  I was putting the mail away when I realized </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115416296467955084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115416296467955084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115416296467955084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115416296467955084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/350.html' title='350'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115387178074112553</id><published>2006-07-25T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T16:56:20.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Seat</title><summary type='text'>This chair seemingly came out of an Alice In Wonderland story.  That is until the security guards chased me away.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115387178074112553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115387178074112553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115387178074112553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115387178074112553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/have-seat.html' title='Have a Seat'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115377279923645585</id><published>2006-07-24T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:59:53.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Sequitur</title><summary type='text'>Uttered by Grandizer last night as we sat in the dining room with the lights out, eating Popsicles because it was so freaking hot:"Does anyone know where I can find a large bag of small plastic novelty bones?"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115377279923645585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115377279923645585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/non-sequitur.html' title='Non Sequitur'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115375891381312507</id><published>2006-07-24T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T13:26:55.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><summary type='text'>Thank you.  Thank you!  Thank you!!  Thank you Jonathan Dayton and Valerie Faris and Michael Arndt for making a movie that made me laugh hysterically one minute and cry the next.  Thank you for making a movie that had a shred of originality in sea of sequels and remakes and for making a movie that's not afraid to show the vulnerability of we humans, all while making me laugh so hard it was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115375891381312507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115375891381312507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115375891381312507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115375891381312507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115350691043102999</id><published>2006-07-22T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T11:23:18.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ritual de lo Habitual</title><summary type='text'>I remember hearing somewhere that it takes about forty days of doing something intentionally in order to turn it into a habit.  Well I've decided to test this theory recently.  It started with the mouth.  Due to a dearth of health care availability, I haven't been to the dentist in about five years, give or take.  Because of this, taking care of my dental health has become essential, and about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115350691043102999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115350691043102999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115350691043102999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115350691043102999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/ritual-de-lo-habitual.html' title='Ritual de lo Habitual'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115351613617272528</id><published>2006-07-21T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T14:08:56.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Hungry?</title><summary type='text'>On IM today:Me:  You wouldn't want to work at UTA, would you?Rachel:  No, it was on the UTA joblist.  This job was for an actor/producer.Me:  Oh oh, I see.  Ohmygosh, you'd have to give away your entire lunch!uhh...Me:  I mean, life.riiiiiight.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115351613617272528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115351613617272528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/whos-hungry.html' title='Who&apos;s Hungry?'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115342161223359155</id><published>2006-07-20T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:48:16.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remixes</title><summary type='text'>Beautiful, isn't she?  I shot this in Prague one very early, raining morning in an open air exhibit by Czech artist Olbram Zoubek, which you can read more about here.I've been teaching myself Photoshop here at work during the less busy times.  Recently I have stumbled upon the joys of the Gaussian Blur, and have gone back and "remixed" some of my favorite older photos that I felt could use a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115342161223359155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115342161223359155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115342161223359155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115342161223359155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/remixes.html' title='Remixes'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8006432.post-115333700489371535</id><published>2006-07-19T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T12:26:41.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life changing, eh?</title><summary type='text'>Spotted at Synergy this morning -- A flier that proclaimed:  Feng Shui CAN change your life.Really?  I'm sure it can, it'll certainly change the way the furniture is scattered around the living room.  But stopping to think about it, just about anything can be life changing.  The gravity of such change may vary -- for instance,  the kind of toothpaste you choose could give you whiter teeth, but it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/feeds/115333700489371535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8006432&amp;postID=115333700489371535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115333700489371535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8006432/posts/default/115333700489371535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saucysuse.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-changing-eh.html' title='life changing, eh?'/><author><name>Sandra Vahtel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09784900004636996034</uri><email>sandra.vahtel@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='13888401504893333988'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>