<?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-8868371892745531718</id><updated>2009-12-30T08:44:17.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LaLa Land</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>156</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-1416352994474487296</id><published>2009-05-03T12:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:31:40.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Better Late Than Never Farewell</title><summary type='text'>For any of you still waiting to hear from me on this site, I do apologize.  The past year has been full of change and after giving it some thought I've realized that this blog and I just don't fit together any more.  It was lovely while it lasted.Thank you for reading and commenting.  If you're into tiny bite-sized updates, you can find me on twitter as @lonestaraussie.Best of everything.LaLa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1416352994474487296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=1416352994474487296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1416352994474487296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1416352994474487296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2009/05/better-late-than-never-farewell.html' title='The Better Late Than Never Farewell'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-8093499282275562295</id><published>2009-02-01T12:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:35:37.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not You, It's Me</title><summary type='text'>I apologize for disappearing for so long without a peep.  We lost someone at Christmas-time and I haven't felt much like writing.  I'm beginning to feel more like myself though so I should be back soon.  I've been thinking of my blog friends and hoping you're all well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8093499282275562295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=8093499282275562295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8093499282275562295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8093499282275562295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-not-you-its-me.html' title='It&apos;s Not You, It&apos;s Me'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-6621660447040605339</id><published>2008-12-05T08:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:24:30.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blink Faster</title><summary type='text'>The other night I was sitting at a light (why do all my stories begin this way lately?), waiting to turn left.  So, being a responsible driver, I had my blinker on.  It was a long light.  And I drive an old car.  Perhaps I should not have been surprised when, about two minutes into the wait, my blinker … went on the blink.  Instead of its usual bink.uh.bink.uh.bink it started blinking at a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6621660447040605339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6621660447040605339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6621660447040605339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6621660447040605339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/12/blink-faster.html' title='Blink Faster'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-7149567046917000403</id><published>2008-12-02T23:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:22:04.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Tips from the Most Insensitive Person Ever</title><summary type='text'>After work tonight I drove around running errands – picking up drycleaning, going to Home Depot.  (I always try to visit Home Depot wearing my girliest clothes.  The service is much snappier.)As I was sitting at a light not really listening to the radio I gradually tuned in to what I was hearing.  It was a commercial and it started off something like, “Are you having trouble finding Christmas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/7149567046917000403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=7149567046917000403' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/7149567046917000403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/7149567046917000403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/12/shopping-tips-from-most-insensitive.html' title='Shopping Tips from the Most Insensitive Person Ever'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-3518808923131782496</id><published>2008-11-25T23:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:42:09.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thread Runs through It</title><summary type='text'>Shakespeare’s King Richard cried, “A horse!  A horse!  My kingdom for a horse!”  And you just knew he meant it.For several days now I’ve felt exactly the same way about cat poop.And believe me, I NEVER thought I’d say that.I got home Friday night and over the course of several hours pieced together a little story for what my cats had been up to that day.  (I’m actually embarrassed to confess how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/3518808923131782496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=3518808923131782496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/3518808923131782496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/3518808923131782496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thread-runs-through-it.html' title='A Thread Runs through It'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-8446227806012947600</id><published>2008-11-16T15:24:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T15:53:21.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanished into the Old West</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                                     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8446227806012947600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=8446227806012947600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8446227806012947600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8446227806012947600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/11/vanished-into-old-west.html' title='Vanished into the Old West'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SSCDiioxokI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Mch21IVZLbU/s72-c/Here+they+come.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-8868371892745531718.post-1602058180878966893</id><published>2008-09-22T23:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:19:18.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lexicon, Take Three</title><summary type='text'>It’s been a while since I last updated the LaLa Lexicon.  Parts one and two available here.  This latest version is mostly brought to you by the letter H, though I’m not sure exactly why.        “A yittle or a yot?”  Clarification.  A favorite quote from one of my nephews, whose relationship with the letter L is somewhat tenuous.  (To him, I am Aunt YaYa.)  This question is a very useful way to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1602058180878966893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=1602058180878966893' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1602058180878966893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1602058180878966893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/09/lexicon-take-three.html' title='Lexicon, Take Three'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-2026176534193876518</id><published>2008-09-06T13:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:43:26.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Blue Heart</title><summary type='text'>I’ve had the same keychain for 11 years.  Everyday I pick it up and carry it around many times but most of the time it’s grown so familiar that I don’t see it - probably once a day I'll actually focus on it and see it for what it is.  It’s a mirrored blue heart made of scuffed-up plastic with the words ‘Patriotism swells in the heart of the American bear’ engraved on it.  It fits just perfectly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/2026176534193876518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=2026176534193876518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/2026176534193876518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/2026176534193876518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-blue-heart.html' title='Little Blue Heart'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-8766649146810794383</id><published>2008-09-01T21:27:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:38:32.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting the labor back into Labor Day</title><summary type='text'>I don't know how you all spent your long weekend, but Dickens and Wilkie worked really hard.Dickens working on his abs.Putting their heads together.Veeeeery sloooooow acrobatics...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8766649146810794383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=8766649146810794383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8766649146810794383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8766649146810794383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/09/putting-labor-back-into-labor-day.html' title='Putting the labor back into Labor Day'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SLyXaGMygJI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Lgc2EFgVhLU/s72-c/IMG_0556.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-8868371892745531718.post-6482538152136484201</id><published>2008-08-25T22:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:47:06.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>News from the Natural World</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so before I tell you news of the animals in my neighborhood, let's wrap up the Karl Malden question.       Frankly, good ol’ Karl remains something of an enigma.  A few of you knew exactly who he was – remind me never to play Trivial Pursuit against you!  But the majority of you were like me:  ‘Karl Malden’ sounds familiar but we can’t picture him and we have no idea why we know who he is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6482538152136484201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6482538152136484201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6482538152136484201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6482538152136484201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/08/news-from-natural-world.html' title='News from the Natural World'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-4248014796360148790</id><published>2008-08-21T23:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:44:19.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Does Karl Malden Mean to You?</title><summary type='text'>I'm taking a quick poll.  Quick, if you've ever heard of Karl Malden, please raise your hand. All right, now if you know WHY you've heard of Karl Malden, please keep your hand in the air.If you know anything about Karl Malden's claim to fame - WITHOUT LOOKING HIM UP - please enlighten us in the comments section.  No sneaking away to Google now.  This is a pop quiz, no reference materials allowed.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/4248014796360148790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=4248014796360148790' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/4248014796360148790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/4248014796360148790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-does-karl-malden-mean-to-you.html' title='What Does Karl Malden Mean to You?'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-7304067580060248568</id><published>2008-08-10T12:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:33:06.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Nutshell</title><summary type='text'>Who am I kidding?  I couldn’t summarize the past month in a nutshell even if you broke open the biggest coconut in the world and gave me both halves.   But I’ll give it a shot.     I’m in Texas!  It’s taken a month to get partially settled and I suspect it will take a full year to begin to feel perfectly home-like.  There have been a few things to adjust to, chiefly the fact that it’s been over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/7304067580060248568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=7304067580060248568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/7304067580060248568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/7304067580060248568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-nutshell.html' title='In a Nutshell'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-5910835531601296193</id><published>2008-07-01T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:56:10.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dream Come True</title><summary type='text'>And NOT in a good way.     Any of you out there completely freaked out by creepy-crawlies?  Name your poison: ants, bugs of any stripe, spiders, worms, snakes, mice, etc.       All of those are my poison.     So have any of you had that dream, that – shudder – nightmare, the one where something icky is crawling on you and you can’t get it off?     That happened to me yesterday.  I got on the T, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/5910835531601296193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=5910835531601296193' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/5910835531601296193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/5910835531601296193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/07/dream-come-true.html' title='A Dream Come True'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-6662419327263217979</id><published>2008-06-13T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T11:18:08.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glitter</title><summary type='text'>No not the Mariah Carey variety.  Real live sparkly stuff.       In Dallas last weekend I walked around White Rock  Lake with my cousin after sunset.  It was still hot but not quite so blazing as it had been during the day.  The ducks were settling in for the night.  Ducks talk a LOT, especially in the evenings, and I got the impression dusk is hard for some of them because they’re not easily </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6662419327263217979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6662419327263217979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6662419327263217979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6662419327263217979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/06/glitter.html' title='Glitter'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-8538813413172649957</id><published>2008-06-12T10:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:41:10.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes from the Foreign Country of My Birth, chapter one</title><summary type='text'>When Miss Amazing and I first became friends here in Boston she told me that of all the places I’ve lived (Fort Worth, Melbourne, London,  New York, Oxford, Nacogdoches, Boston) the one that held the most fascination for her as a foreign land was Texas, where I was born and raised.  (Miss Amazing is from the East Coast, in case you were wondering.)     And now for the third time in my life I’ll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/8538813413172649957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=8538813413172649957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8538813413172649957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/8538813413172649957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/06/notes-from-foreign-country-of-my-birth.html' title='Notes from the Foreign Country of My Birth, chapter one'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-6669326557700036494</id><published>2008-06-04T12:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T12:26:08.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cue Music - and Buy Stock in Aquanet</title><summary type='text'>Nah-nah-NAH, n-nah-nah-nah-NAH-NAH, nah, nah, NAAAAH, n-nah-NAAAAAH!     You musically gifted folks out there would have instantly recognized that as the theme song for ‘Dallas’.     Wait for it.     I’m moving to Dallas!  Yay!!  Wohoo!!     Yup, after more than 5 years in Boston I’m moving back to Texas to work for a museum in Dallas and to be nearer my Texas family.  And to be warm for most of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6669326557700036494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6669326557700036494' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6669326557700036494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6669326557700036494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/06/cue-music-and-buy-stock-in-aquanet.html' title='Cue Music - and Buy Stock in Aquanet'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-6110171896170216193</id><published>2008-05-28T11:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T11:25:55.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmic Particles</title><summary type='text'>When I was in college I came up with the phrase ‘cosmic particles’ to explain things that happened by eerie coincidence.  Anything that happened by chance but needed a better-than-chance explanation – that’s when I used ‘cosmic particles’.     Well this weekend there was a doozy of an example of cosmic particles.     I was in Texas for a flying visit with my family.  My sister brought her whole </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6110171896170216193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6110171896170216193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6110171896170216193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6110171896170216193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/05/cosmic-particles.html' title='Cosmic Particles'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-1024346311020780841</id><published>2008-05-18T12:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:37:56.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Confessions</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;-          &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I have a tea towel problem.-          &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I hate vacuuming.  It makes me swear.  Seriously.  My mental monologue while vacuuming would shock you.&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;-          &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;I thought I was going to confess the really embarrassing tunes I have on my ipod but I’m not.  I’ll admit to having Juice Newton,* Maroon 5, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1024346311020780841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=1024346311020780841' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1024346311020780841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1024346311020780841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/05/domestic-confessions.html' title='Domestic Confessions'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SDBWkLHM0qI/AAAAAAAAAHY/waKPPUrsAM4/s72-c/IMG_0422.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-8868371892745531718.post-1788042684261243198</id><published>2008-05-01T23:15:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:37:57.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Loved in Denver</title><summary type='text'>So here's the thing.  I've been in Denver for the better part of a week for a museum conference.  The conference was fabulous.  I'm serious.  I loved it.  I'd have loved it just a tiny bit more if they'd served more cookies (let's face it, any cookies) between sessions, but really, that's my only complaint.My only complaint about the conference, that is.  I do have one other complaint about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/1788042684261243198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=1788042684261243198' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1788042684261243198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/1788042684261243198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/05/things-i-loved-in-denver.html' title='Things I Loved in Denver'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SBqIud9lneI/AAAAAAAAAHA/j4k8JQGwuZY/s72-c/Blue+Bear.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-8868371892745531718.post-6263131486433218568</id><published>2008-04-26T11:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T11:59:28.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculously Small Ears</title><summary type='text'>Remember when you were really little, about 3 or 4, and you'd go to the doctor?  That was the age when everyone and everything was a lot bigger than you were.  Someone probably helped you up onto the examining table and you sat on the edge with your legs hanging over, squinching up the paper with your hands (because of the cool noise it made) and banging on the side of the metal table with your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6263131486433218568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6263131486433218568' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6263131486433218568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6263131486433218568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/04/ridiculously-small-ears.html' title='Ridiculously Small Ears'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-7160568408248898924</id><published>2008-04-25T21:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:12:17.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If All Else Fails, Imitate a Raccoon Backing out of a Chimney</title><summary type='text'>Last month my friend MKA came up to visit.  Actually, that's not an accurate statement.  For about 4 weekends in a row our social calendars overlapped in a way that might suggest we were near neighbors, rather than friends who live in Boston and New York respectively.  She came up one week, I went down to NYC that weekend, back to Boston to work, back to NYC for the following weekend, she came up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/7160568408248898924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=7160568408248898924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/7160568408248898924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/7160568408248898924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-all-else-fails-imitate-raccoon.html' title='If All Else Fails, Imitate a Raccoon Backing out of a Chimney'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868371892745531718.post-949387559530781244</id><published>2008-04-25T21:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:37:57.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny Sox, Tiny Parade</title><summary type='text'>I've lived in my current apartment for more than 3 years now.  For me that's got to be some kind of record.  One of the all-time best and most fantastic things about this place is an annual event that always catches me by surprise.The first year I lived here I was enjoying a quiet cool spring Saturday to myself.  I'd slept in and was reading a book over a late breakfast at my kitchen table when I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/949387559530781244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=949387559530781244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/949387559530781244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/949387559530781244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/04/tiny-sox-tiny-parade.html' title='Tiny Sox, Tiny Parade'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SBKK499lncI/AAAAAAAAAGw/O1x5COafoi4/s72-c/IMG_0387.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-8868371892745531718.post-170127454625606226</id><published>2008-04-25T21:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:37:57.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand New Neighbor!</title><summary type='text'>I have a brand new neighbor.  He's just a little guy - just over 8 lbs actually.  My friend and neighbor Miss Krafty had a little boy last week.  I don't have a photo to post of him, but I will show you the little cardy I made for him:Pretty cute, if I say so myself.  Only about half as cute as the little mister himself, though.  Welcome to the 'hood, sweet pea!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/170127454625606226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=170127454625606226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/170127454625606226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/170127454625606226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/04/brand-new-neighbor.html' title='Brand New Neighbor!'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SBKIUd9lnbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ClkgI9X136c/s72-c/IMG_0370.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-8868371892745531718.post-2530294791849824906</id><published>2008-04-25T21:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:37:58.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Lookin' at Me?</title><summary type='text'>Despite the squinty-eyed glare, his reaction to a mid-nap portrait?  Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/2530294791849824906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=2530294791849824906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/2530294791849824906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/2530294791849824906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-lookin-at-me.html' title='You Lookin&apos; at Me?'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SBKHad9lnaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XQGPu8q_tHU/s72-c/IMG_0304.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-8868371892745531718.post-6493017431375488844</id><published>2008-04-22T13:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T04:37:58.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the Little Things</title><summary type='text'>Happy Earth Day!  We're doing all sorts of green programming here at the museum today.  We're all about the green.Here's a handy little list of 50 little things anyone can do to help lessen the effects our lifestyle has on the planet.   From using pretty reusable shopping bags (the pretty part is important!) to turning the water off while you brush your teeth - every little bit helps.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/feeds/6493017431375488844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868371892745531718&amp;postID=6493017431375488844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6493017431375488844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868371892745531718/posts/default/6493017431375488844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonestaraussie.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-little-things.html' title='It&apos;s the Little Things'/><author><name>LaLa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17077848280784822199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05417519552634711082'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-gVAKfwil8/SA4kG99lnZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cbsQb8PCbnE/s72-c/50waystohelp.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>