<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611</id><updated>2012-01-24T04:07:08.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>243</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4691700213634398397</id><published>2010-12-10T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:21:34.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Memories - December 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt; When I was growing up my family didn't have money for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; tree. However, we had a tree each and every year. I don't know where a few of them came from, and I don't know how my mom managed to make sure we had a tree. Our Christmas trees were always a surprise and beautiful to us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     In the 60's people were getting into a lot of flash. Silver trees for Christmas. I shudder to think about it now. But, when I was 10 years old that is what our tree was. It was an aluminum tree with a color wheel of  the basic colors. The wheel plugged in and turned so that  a different color shined on the tree. Sounds hideous right? To me that tree was the best ever, remember that is a 10 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;old's&lt;/span&gt; taste. It was a modern tree. Oh how beauteous that tree was!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     I remember one year mom told us that there would not be a tree because she just could not afford one. No way, no how, period. There wouldn't be many gifts that year either. That year we walked to church for midnight mass as was our tradition. We loved the magic of mass at midnight and a quietly falling snow. We could feel the love as our Savior was born in to this world. That year when we got home there in our living room was a beautifully decorated tree with presents underneath it. My mom to her dying day denied knowing where the tree or the gifts came from. Back then we didn't lock our doors so it could have been anyone leaving us this wondrous gift. Ours neighbors were like that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     One year we had a Charlie Brown tree. We waited until the last moment to get a tree and all the really good ones had been chosen. The tree had brownish limbs on the bottom already and the needles fell of if the tree was moved too suddenly. The part that we put toward the room was not too bad. Fortunately we always put our tree in the corner so the bald part of the tree went there and no one knew but us that we had a poor left over tree. And we didn't care.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     I picked us up a tree one time from a lot that was already closed. It was Christmas Eve and they had closed early. It was dark. I went into the business next door to pay for it and they told me that the people in charge of the trees were gone. I asked what I should do and it was recommended to me to take the tree and have a happy Christmas. I took the tree and the wheel stand. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     A Christmas tree other than these already mentioned that stand out in my mind is the tree that came with food. It was about a week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; Christmas. There was a knock at the front door, my mom answered it. There wasn't anyone there, but what was there was a big box of food and a wonderful tree. Again the work of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;generous&lt;/span&gt; neighbors or possible the church.  That was a nice surprise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     Now days I still put up a tree, but none of my trees even come close to those of my childhood. It seems that every year was a surprise to what kind of tree we would be having. Would it be silver, or spindly, or full and beautiful? We really didn't care because we still had the love of each other and of the season.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;     &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4691700213634398397?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4691700213634398397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-tree-memories-december-10.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4691700213634398397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4691700213634398397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-tree-memories-december-10.html' title='Christmas Tree Memories - December 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1509213636519373352</id><published>2010-12-05T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T18:53:43.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mahem - December 6, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Welcome to Monday Mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;Today our meme is based upon several reader's poll's including the current issue of InStyle Magazine. Have fun answering the prompts and be sure to visit the other participants.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for playing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;1. Do you RSVP to all of your invites over the holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I don't get many invites. But yes I do RSVP because I would want the same courtesy shown me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; " &gt;2. What's your best excuse for not attending a holiday function?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I guess I would just tell the truth and say I have no interest. Well , maybe I would soften it a bit, that sounded kind of harsh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. Have you ever had 'a little too much' of anything in front of your boss at a holiday celebration or done anything else that may come back at you to haunt you in the future ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;My boss and I are really good friends. She is actually my former boss from my last job which ended in 1991. However, we were friends even before I left the company. We often had "car trouble" at lunch and never made it back to work. It was easy for me to tell my boss,but she had to call her boss and tell him she wouldn't be back for the afternoon.  We had great times. That was before I knew better and drank. I don't participate now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4. How many cards do you send via 'snail mail' (regular mail)&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Maybe 5 or 6 to very special people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;5. How many cards do you send via email?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;6.What is your exercise routine during the holiday season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Same as during the year...not too much of anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;7. What is your least favorite thing about the holiday season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I love the decorating part of the season, but I feel the let down when I have to put it all away.  One year some of the decorations stayed up until April because the shed was covered in snow and I could not get to it. That was kind of over doing it and I was  ready for my house to be totally normal again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;8. Tell us what is your regifting policy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I figure that once I give a gift what the recipient wants to do with it is their business. Give it away, throw it away, or anything , it isn't my concern because the item doesn't belong to me it is theirs to do with what they want. So yes, I would also regift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;9. Ever been the recipient of a re-gift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have no idea, but probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;10. What is your basic 'fat outfit' to wear after you have been sampling too much of the holiday festivities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Comfy clothes are the order for any time of the year when food is going to be served. And loose fitting tops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); "&gt;Join us next week as we play the annoyances of the Holiday Season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mondaymahem.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-decoration: none; font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Join Us for Monday Mayhem" width="150px" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1509213636519373352?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1509213636519373352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-mahem-december-6-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1509213636519373352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1509213636519373352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/12/monday-mahem-december-6-2010.html' title='Monday Mahem - December 6, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6451901686138222806</id><published>2010-12-03T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T18:47:48.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The name of the Blog says it All.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since I blogged about anything that I am going to do a little bit quick catch -up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On October 1, 2010 after 45 years being a heavy smoker, I quit smoking. It has been 2 months now and I feel better than I ever imagined I could. I guess what they say is really true...that when the time is right the quitting is easy. I smoked my last cigarette the night of September 30 and never looked back. That is not to say I have not had a craving or two, but not bad enough to go buy any. Yea me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became mom to baby kitties in July. We ended up keeping 2 of them. It is like having 3 year old twins around. What one doesn't think of the other does. They are adorable and sweet and fun, and affectionate. The yellow is named Butter Bean and the gray one in Lentil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I have the 2 rambunctious kittens in the house I am not doing up the Christmas decorations like I normally do. But, I have to do some decorating. I have been haunting the thrift stores lately looking for additions to what I already have, that which will make a new and different arrangement on top of the entertainment center. I will post a picture when I get something figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmmSsz5x-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/qRETKm1YqNs/s1600/november_23__2010%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmmSsz5x-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/qRETKm1YqNs/s320/november_23__2010%2B043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546647256280188898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every winter I wonder why I put myself through another Minnesota winter. I really don't like the cold, and I loath snow. We have already had winter for a month now and I am crying for April. We had a snow storm over Thanksgiving weekend, one last weekend, and another one is blowing in tonight. We have roughly 20 inches of the ugly white stuff on the ground already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmnwsjmTVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Mg8Yg-Q7gOk/s1600/first_snow_1110%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmnwsjmTVI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Mg8Yg-Q7gOk/s320/first_snow_1110%2B026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546648871119506770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmnwIeU2jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kYyktfzKgXA/s1600/first_snow_1110%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmnwIeU2jI/AAAAAAAAAMo/kYyktfzKgXA/s320/first_snow_1110%2B024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546648861433715250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This is what I did yesterday. Can you guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmowPmDFSI/AAAAAAAAANA/d_hTLdcnV24/s1600/first_snow_1110%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmowPmDFSI/AAAAAAAAANA/d_hTLdcnV24/s320/first_snow_1110%2B036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546649962856781090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmovtubKEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EV97kxbUjgs/s1600/first_snow_1110%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmovtubKEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/EV97kxbUjgs/s320/first_snow_1110%2B034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546649953765107778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you all are now up to date with life in my world.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to post more often. Everyday I find myself thinking, "Oh that would be a good blog post." But do I post? Not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6451901686138222806?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6451901686138222806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/12/name-of-blog-says-it-all.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6451901686138222806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6451901686138222806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/12/name-of-blog-says-it-all.html' title='The name of the Blog says it All.'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TPmmSsz5x-I/AAAAAAAAAMg/qRETKm1YqNs/s72-c/november_23__2010%2B043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2135098570297198465</id><published>2010-11-06T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T19:54:19.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing - November 7, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt; style="font-style: italic; "&gt;We do sometimes edit the original meme, usually to make it more relevant to our global players, to challenge our players, sometimes to select that meme's best questions, or simply to make it less repetitive from either this new meme or recently asked questions from a prior featured meme. &lt;/span&gt;Let's go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What do you consider your hometown to be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The town where I grew up and went to school. It is a suburb of Minneapolis, but it has a small town feel to it. Even today. I would still feel safe walking there at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What’s the hardest part of your average day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Deciding what to make for dinner. I am bored with everything that easily comes to mind. Anyone with new recipe ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The easiest? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Getting up in the morning. I love the early part of the day. It is full of possibilities. With my first cup of coffee I spend my time reading in my Bible each morning. It is nice to have this as my quiet time with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What beverage do you reach for to quench your thirst?&lt;br /&gt;Cold, cold Water. If I am really really thirsty I want a small amount of pop. Or sweet tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is one not-so-secret goal you have for your life? I’ll let you keep your secret ones to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;There are two goals into one (sort of), I want to go back to San Fransisco and spend some quality time there, and when I leave there I want to go to Maine and spend time there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What physical pain do you fear most? For example, I’m trying to decide how bad my jaw pain needs to get before I risk a potential needle from my dentist. So, for me, throbbing is preferable to jabbing.&lt;br /&gt;It will have to be either the lower back pain I get when I stand for more than 10 minutes or the pain I get in my hands and left arm when I have done too much crocheting. Either one limits me on what I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Where do you find solace?&lt;br /&gt;In the morning with my Bible. Or with my cats on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What makes you the saddest when you read/see the news?&lt;br /&gt;I hate to see the abuse/neglect (isn't neglect really abuse?) of children. It makes my blood boil when I see what people do to the precious gift that they have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you eat for a favorite snack?&lt;br /&gt;Cookies. Chocolate. Chocolate cookies would be divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What movie could you/would you watch more than two or three times and still enjoy just as much as the first time?&lt;br /&gt;For a newer movie it would be "Sahara" with Matthew McConaughey and Steve Zahn. It is a fun movie to watch. I could watch The Sound of Music over and over. And do. My all time favorite movie is "Now Voyager".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What boy/girl first made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! I am not sure I can remember back that far. But I would guess it was 9th grade because I was the new kid in the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What brand of coffee/tea do you drink most often?&lt;br /&gt;If I have to I drink Folger's Breakfast Blend. I prefer McGarvey coffee, but is hard to find here. I have to go to the city to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Dig in the dirt with or without garden gloves?&lt;br /&gt;EWWW. Do I really have to put my hands in dirt? I don't like my hands and nails to get dirty. If I have to dig in dirt I will take 3 pairs of gloves please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. James Taylor or Carly Simon?&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for playing this week on &lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Please leave a comment or link when you have posted. Feel free to stop back and visit other player’s posts. Have a great week. See you next Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2135098570297198465?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2135098570297198465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-stealing-november-7-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2135098570297198465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2135098570297198465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/11/sunday-stealing-november-7-2010.html' title='Sunday Stealing - November 7, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2744985898211080261</id><published>2010-09-21T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T19:51:22.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying good-bye to one and Welcome to two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have not posted this summer. It has been a summer of mixed emotions. Many things have happened that have given me worry and heartache. I am not going to write about all of them, but I will mention 2 right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mentioned in a post about my loving boy cat,Randy, packing his little bag and leaving home. He has returned, but not in the same condition as he left. He doesn't seem to remember us. It is like he wants to remember, and yet he is aloof and withdrawn. So while we thankful to see him again, healthy and in one piece we are a bit confused as to what happened to him while he was travelling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had to say good-bye and farewell to my big ol' Tubby cat. He was 12 and weighed about 20 pounds. I don't know why he went to the Rainbow Bridge. He was fine on Sunday. His favorite neighbor came for a visit, and he jumped right up into her lap. He loved her so much. He liked to stick his nose up the sleeve of her shirt, right up to her arm pit. That was Sunday. Monday he was fine. Tuesday good. Wednesday morning he was in a coma. He passed over that afternoon. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I help him in my arms all day. Praying for a different outcome than the one I knew was coming. He took one last deep breath, I looked into his eyes and could tell he was gone. He was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJljWMi414I/AAAAAAAAALo/fHvk344EA7A/s1600/100_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJljWMi414I/AAAAAAAAALo/fHvk344EA7A/s320/100_0061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519552051295082370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJlkjX-jemI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6tMHYVR4NxI/s1600/kttiescd+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJlkjX-jemI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6tMHYVR4NxI/s320/kttiescd+011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519553377213839970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;He is truly missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On May 25 one of the feral cats had babies. I knew where she was hiding her babies, but left them alone. The mommies are really protective as you can imagine. On July 12 I put food out for the ferals and saw her come to eat. That was at 7:15 AM, at 8:00 AM my husband found her dead in the road. There wasn't any blood on her, no broken bones, she looked as if she had just went to sleep in the road. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I went and got her babies. There were 3 of them. I called the vet and asked what to do. He gave me a recipe for milk replacement,and instructions to feed them every 2 hours. So began my sojourn into mothering 3 orphans. There were quite a few sleepless nights. The poor little dears just didn't know what to make of this strange looking mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJlnBlLGcRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/me9ypKfp1Fs/s1600/new_babies_july92010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJlnBlLGcRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/me9ypKfp1Fs/s320/new_babies_july92010+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519556095175454994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJlnBBpMXwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/K4RPQpII_Xs/s1600/new_babies_july92010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJlnBBpMXwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/K4RPQpII_Xs/s320/new_babies_july92010+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519556085637996290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJloQ8MdQxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RTrrBt_NN9U/s1600/new_babies_july92010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJloQ8MdQxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/RTrrBt_NN9U/s320/new_babies_july92010+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519557458564825874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;We knew we had to find homes for them, and one did go to my cousin. This was before Tub died. Even without talking about it the other two were here to stay. They had made this their home and into our hearts. The little Yellow one is named Butter Bean and the grey one we kept is Lentil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still miss Tub, and my heart is sore, but these little imps have helped to ease the hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;That is all I will write about them tonight, but one of the days soon I would like to tell you about Lentil's brave and miraculous fight of his life. I will have more pictures to post also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Thanks for stopping by, I hope to be posting more often now that my life has settled down some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2744985898211080261?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2744985898211080261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/09/saying-good-bye-to-one-and-welcome-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2744985898211080261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2744985898211080261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/09/saying-good-bye-to-one-and-welcome-to.html' title='Saying good-bye to one and Welcome to two.'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TJljWMi414I/AAAAAAAAALo/fHvk344EA7A/s72-c/100_0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3482692843933132248</id><published>2010-09-15T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T18:27:08.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - September 15, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. Do you do garage sales? If so, tell me about one great find. If not, tell me why not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yes, I love to garage sale. The best find I ever got was a mink coat. I got it and a bunch of other things for $10.00. Yes you read that right $10.00. I wore that coat for years. It was beautiful. The pelts were a little worn but still in really good condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Name the last thing you fixed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I don't really fix anything. I don't know how. I mean I can't even pound in a nail so that it stays in the wall.  My husband is the mender, I can't sew. I can't even sew on buttons that will stay put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Name your A) Favorite item of makeup OR B) Favorite tool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Favorite make up item is mascara. I can't leave home without it in place. My favorite tool,  since I don't fix things is my bronzing powder and puffy brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Which room in your home needs organizing more than any other?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My bedroom. It is the household catch all. I think I saw tax statements from 1986 the other day. Seriously, it is bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Which room could use re-decorating?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As bad as the bedroom is,  I would have to say the kitchen needs redecorating the most. I have a 1970 avocado green stove. The floor is kind of avocado green with yellow and is peeling in most places. The cupboards are nasty fake wood brown, and the sinks are the same avocado green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Share something unique about your town.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;On September 1, 1894 a fire swept through the town. It burned 420 square miles. It is now referred to as "The Great Hinckley Fire." It is listed in Wiki-pedia if you are interested. There were some amazing survival skills demonstrated that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could send a one-sentence message to your great-grandchild, what would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love you even now,  I wish you everything in life that is good, and chocolate makes everything all better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you Facebook? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yes, I do. I don't write a lot. I play a lot of games. I share with family and I talk (IM).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Describe your favorite shoes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My first pair of Birkenstocks. I love them. I have several pairs but keep the old ones by the door for a quick slip on. I even have Birkenstock shoes. That way I can wear them all year long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you listen to more talk radio or more music radio? What kind of station is it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;No talk radio for me. If I can't get the local country station then I listen to the oldies station from the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How far would you travel for a really good (favorite) meal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Well, I am 22 miles from town so at least that far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you were totally honest with yourself (and us) what should you probably be doing right now instead of blogging?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;This time of night is just for me. I can do whatever I want and I choose to blog. The day is for work and stuff, but not the nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3482692843933132248?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3482692843933132248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-dozen-september-15-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3482692843933132248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3482692843933132248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-dozen-september-15-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - September 15, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6669029411265889196</id><published>2010-09-08T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T17:41:10.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - September 8, 2020</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It has been a long time since I posted anything. For any of you who were/are faithful followers I am sorry. It has been a weird summer. I will try to post more about that in the days to come, but for now I am doing Random Dozen.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;1. Describe the best sandwich in the world, according to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is by far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; best sandwich. You can use any kind of bread (except white), Hellman's Mayo ( or whatever is the best in your part of the country), hard salami, colby cheese, lettuce, and sliced tomato. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh my do I have a craving now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;2. Which inspires you more: a good conversation, a song, a book or movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh by far a good conversation. So much more to be gained by conversing. You can share ideas, opinions, goals. You might even learn a thing or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;3. What is your favorite board game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Is backgammon considered a board game? I love backgammon. If it is not then I guess Scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;4. As you grow older, are you more or less patient with small children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;As a rule I don't like children. I mean I love my son and those children that are in my life, but other kids? Naw, I don't like them. So I have less patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;5. Name one item you never let yourself run out of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Toothpaste. I can not even imagine starting my day without a clean mouth. &lt;b&gt;EWWW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;6. Do you agree with Tennyson's assertion, "'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Yes. How could a person survive in this world not having experienced love. Even if that love didn't work out for the best you would still have known the heights of happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;7. Name one national treasure or monument that you have visited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I don't know if this counts as a national treasure, but I like to say that I have walked across the Mississippi River. We have the head waters of the Mississippi in Minnesota located in the Bemidji Forest. It is a beautiful place full of walking trails and the wonderful head waters. It even boasts to having the tallest pine tree on record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;8. Which is more painful, to be disappointed in someone else or to be disappointed in yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;To be disappointed in myself, because only I can control what I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;9. What makes your kitchen uniquely yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;The mess? No really it would be the table cloth I embroidered for my table and a bowl of things on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;10. Are you a crafty person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I like to think I am. I can knit, crochet, embroider, scrapbook, cook, but none of those things with the exception of cooking very expertly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;11. What is your favorite traditional picnic or bbq (cookout) food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;If it is BBQ at home it is hamburgers, potato salad,  pickles and pie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;12. Name one leisurely activity you enjoyed over Labor Day Weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, serif; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went garage saling Saturday. I left at 7:20 am and got back home at 3:30 pm. I had a great very relaxing day finding treasures everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6669029411265889196?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6669029411265889196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-dozen-september-8-2020.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6669029411265889196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6669029411265889196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-dozen-september-8-2020.html' title='Random Dozen - September 8, 2020'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2520543589674855564</id><published>2010-05-31T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:08:50.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.It has been a beautiful Spring day.  The perfect weather for a picnic. Sunshine, light breeze, low 70s, low humidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thinking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;..that tomorrow I will walk around the woods and take some Spring pictures to post. I need to do it soon before they become Summer pictures. The woods changes so quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am thankful....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;for my friend Vivian. She came and drove for me after my last eye surgery. She will be here for the next eye too. This is for scar tissue that has formed on the new lens they put in after the cataract surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am wearing.....navy blue capris, royal blue top, socks and slippers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am hearing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.a Sherlock Holmes program my husband has taped from WPT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am creating....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.an embroidered table cloth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am going....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.to the library later this week and to the thrift store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am reading....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.nothing right now...hence the trip to the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am praying.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;for a friend who has to have hip replacement surgery on Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am remembering.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My uncles, cousins, and father who all served in the military. They are gone from me now, but I look forward to seeing them again one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am hoping.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;that my gray cat Randy comes home. He has been missing since last Thursday. He is so sweet and loving. I miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;On my mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;my son. And what he is going to do with his future. I think he is undecided and I can't help him with the decisions. It's hard to let them go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Noticing that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;. that the blackberry bushes have lots and lots of flowers this year. I hope that means we will have a large crop of berries come August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pondering these words.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. Joshua 24:15 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am wondering how to do that when I am the only one in the house who believes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;From the kitchen.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;venison stew tomorrow, pork ribs and sour kraut with potatoes and carrots later this week, and I need to make some bread dough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Around the house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;.clean clothes that need to be put away, a living room floor that needs to be vacuumed, and dusty furniture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of my favorite things.....the missing kitty's name is Randy. If anyone sees him please tell him his mama is worried about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TARcD-il4rI/AAAAAAAAALY/-3HBnSPq1Vo/s1600/misc_junk_051710+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TARcD-il4rI/AAAAAAAAALY/-3HBnSPq1Vo/s320/misc_junk_051710+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477604270186816178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;an eye appointment to check on the eye that just had surgery and to schedule the next eye. Trip to library, yarn store, and thrift store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2520543589674855564?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2520543589674855564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/outside-my-window.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2520543589674855564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2520543589674855564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/outside-my-window.html' title=''/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TARcD-il4rI/AAAAAAAAALY/-3HBnSPq1Vo/s72-c/misc_junk_051710+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-9058141989864561536</id><published>2010-05-29T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:04:07.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Saturday - May 29, 2010</title><content type='html'>The boy is gone 3 days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went missing on Thursday. I keep telling the others to go find him but they look at me like I am crazy. I am worried about him because he thinks everything is a friend. How wrong he could be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TAHHVTEJkUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/XZgeAjK_-vQ/s1600/misc_junk_051710+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TAHHVTEJkUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/XZgeAjK_-vQ/s320/misc_junk_051710+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476877790568091970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-9058141989864561536?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/9058141989864561536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-word-saturday-may-29-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/9058141989864561536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/9058141989864561536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-word-saturday-may-29-2010.html' title='Six Word Saturday - May 29, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/TAHHVTEJkUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/XZgeAjK_-vQ/s72-c/misc_junk_051710+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-7729393276042725062</id><published>2010-05-29T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T18:46:36.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing - May 30, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;Sunday Stealing: The Just Because Meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Make a list of 5 things you can see without getting up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;The woods, my husband, a cat, birds outside the window, a to be read reading list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. How do you style your hair? How often do you cut it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;It is very short. I have it cut about every 3 months, but i always seem to cut it myself between professional cuts. My hairdresser says that I add texture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. What are you wearing now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;A robe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. What's your occupation? Do you like it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Housewife. Most of the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. When was the last time that you took a nap? Was there a special reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I fell asleep reading Friday morning. I guess the reason was because I was tired?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you hugged romantically?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;My husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. What was the last full meal that you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Pork, pasta, green vegetable, and applesauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;9. What was the last email that you received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Blog notification&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;10. What one website do you always visit when you go online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Blogger and FB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;11. What was the last significant thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Do groceries count?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;12. What musical artist did you not get at first, but then became a fan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Moby or Flogging Moll&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;13. What do you think about before you go to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Plans for my day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last CD you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;A Harry Conick Jr. Christmas CD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;15. What is your favorite weather, and why? What's the weather like today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sunny, 68, low humidity, mild breeze. Lovely like that. Today is hot...86 and muggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could have a special artistic talent, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I would love to be able to sing well. I sing now loudly but not well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;17. Did you watch the Idol 9 finale? If yes, what are your thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I have never ever watched any Idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;18. What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;What? Are you out of your mind??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Any special plans for this (holiday in the States) weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;None, sad to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Besides your current S/O, who was the last person that you loved romantically?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;It was a long, long time ago. I have been married almost 20 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-7729393276042725062?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7729393276042725062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-stealing-may-30-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7729393276042725062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7729393276042725062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunday-stealing-may-30-2010.html' title='Sunday Stealing - May 30, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-519171911565759044</id><published>2010-05-26T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:59:07.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - May 26, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. Would you rather host party or simply attend a party?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think going to a party. Then I can go home when I want and not worry about the guests. I don't have to wait for them all to be ready to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. Tell us about the most memorable party you've been to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My cousin's wedding reception. It is where I met my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3. What is one thing you hope for in the after-life?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I hope to hear, "Well done good, and faithful servant."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4. What do you enjoy most about sunshine?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The lightness it brings to the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. When you attend a bridal/baby shower, do you prefer to bring your own gift or chip in with others to buy a larger gift?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I prefer to bring my own gift. I like to shop. I like to get creative in my gift giving. I like to be independent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6. Would you rather have a FREE week of having your house cleaned or all of your meals cooked for you and your family?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A free week of housecleaning works for me. That would mean the dishes would be cleaned and the kitchen cleaned which is the worst part of cooking anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7. What song describes your mood today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A song about arguing would fit today. That is what I have done most of today with the husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8. What is something you received for your own bridal shower/wedding that you still own or use? (If you are not married, feel free to sub a gift you received a long time ago.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't answer this question. I didn't have nay bridal showers. At work I was the one who planned those things, and I couldn't very well plan my own. At home I don't know why I didn't have any.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9. Your favorite flavor of ice cream is?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Chocolate anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10. When was the last time you felt "tested?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today during the 3 hour long argument. The D word was said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11. "[Fill in the blank] is a food that once I start eating I find really hard to stop."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Potato chips are a food that once I start eating I find really hard to stop. Or chocolate cookies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12. "-----" is the best motivation.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fear is the best motivation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-519171911565759044?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/519171911565759044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-dozen-may-26-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/519171911565759044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/519171911565759044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-dozen-may-26-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - May 26, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3240637886317140518</id><published>2010-05-19T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:44:44.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random  Thoughts - May 19, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What is one really fast, know-by-heart "go-to" meal to fix in a pinch?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Tacos or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Burritos&lt;/span&gt;. Always easy, always fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What is one item you won't leave home without. (Purse and license do not count.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;My Sunglasses. Since cataract surgery it seems my eyes are even more sensitive to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;brightness&lt;/span&gt; of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Where is one place you never tire of visiting?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;I haven't been there is a very long time, but it would be the Minneapolis Art Institute and Walker Art Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Share one factoid of your family's history.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;My grandparents both came from Germany, but didn't know each other when they came here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Complete this sentence: "Once upon a time I ...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Once upon a time I wanted to be a Special Ed teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. If you could win a one year's supply of anything, what would it be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HMMM&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe chocolate? Or a year's worth of waxing at the salon. Or haircuts. Or maid service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. "One quirky thing you may not know about me is ...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;One quirky thing you may not know about me is I gave up knitting because I hate to purl. I mean I hate to purl. I started to crochet instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. You have one dollar in your pocket. What will you buy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;One pack of gum and a stamp. A pack of gum will last longer than a chocolate bar and you can always use a stamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. "One thing that always makes me laugh is ...."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;One thing that always makes me laugh is watching the cats play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. What is one thing you could do today to help yourself reach a personal goal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Quit smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. What is one thing you could do today to bless someone else?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;I prayed for my son and friend Vivian (from the Volvo post) when they were driving through horrible traffic to my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. What is one thing you're looking forward to soon?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000066;"&gt;Taking the cover off the air conditioner tomorrow and turning it on. It got up to 83 in the house today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3240637886317140518?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3240637886317140518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-thoughts-may-19-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3240637886317140518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3240637886317140518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-thoughts-may-19-2010.html' title='Random  Thoughts - May 19, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4565397513198000883</id><published>2010-05-18T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T00:27:47.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute and Naughty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;How can something this cute....even if she is blurry, she is very cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S_I_42hw6bI/AAAAAAAAALA/xVk99DRf_Dg/s1600/misc_junk_051710+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S_I_42hw6bI/AAAAAAAAALA/xVk99DRf_Dg/s320/misc_junk_051710+002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472506743150930354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Be so naughty? She loves my car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S_JAsev6qkI/AAAAAAAAALI/6PVrJD51oe8/s1600/misc_junk_051710+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S_JAsev6qkI/AAAAAAAAALI/6PVrJD51oe8/s1600/misc_junk_051710+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 207px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S_JAsev6qkI/AAAAAAAAALI/6PVrJD51oe8/s320/misc_junk_051710+001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472507630121036354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is just about 1 year old this month. Of course we don't know the exact date because her mommy kept her and her litter mates well hidden until they were about 8 weeks old. Out the three kitties, she is the only one who is friendly towards us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4565397513198000883?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4565397513198000883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/cute-and-naughty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4565397513198000883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4565397513198000883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/cute-and-naughty.html' title='Cute and Naughty'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S_I_42hw6bI/AAAAAAAAALA/xVk99DRf_Dg/s72-c/misc_junk_051710+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1307928956473211198</id><published>2010-05-16T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T17:19:55.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manic Monday - May 16, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;Welcome to Monday Mayhem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's meme is called "What are you thinking"?&lt;br /&gt;For each scenario, give your interpretation of what the person may have been thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1. The person with 40 items in the 12 items or less line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;, "I am so so busy. I just know that I am the busiest person in the whole entire world. Not only that I am most special in everything that I do. I know that the 12 item rule does not apply to me.  Who would deny my the fast lane? Silly me. No one would!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;2. The driver who is smoking and talking on a cell phone while driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;" Look at me I am multi-talented. I can talk, smoke, and drive all at the same time. I don't need to flick my ash or even put the cigarette out while I drive because I will just throw it out the window. I don't need my hands to be free to hang onto the steering wheel because I am that most talented person. I can steer with my knee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;3. The father with 8 children and a TV show who cheats on his wife...over and over again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I have heard the phrase sex addiction. I am not a sex addict. I am a cheating addict. "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;4. Facebook and their security features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If security is necessary, we have enough features to make even the most paranoid person feel secure."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20368895,00.html" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;Heidi Montag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"I love myself. And it shows."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;6. People who attempt to sell Viagra via spam comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"To quote P.T. Barnum, "There is a sucker born every minute." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;7. Those wonderful shoppers who catch up on their phone calls while shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Why are all these people looking at me?" I am speaking as quietly as I can. If they don't want to know about Jasen's problem they should not listen in on a private conversation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;8.People who find themselves on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;People of Walmart website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;img alt="46" class="alignnone size-full wp-image-158" height="375" src="http://media.peopleofwalmart.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/461.jpg" title="46" width="600" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-size: 1em; line-height: 1em; " /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 12px; font-family:Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Darn I look good ....today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;   line-height: 12px; font-family:Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;   line-height: 12px; font-family:Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Britney Spears let herself go…….again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Kentucky (photo from People of Walmart.com)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px;  line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;9. People who just can be stupid....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 13px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://whitetrashrepairs.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/269.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); " /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"I didn't see a weight restriction for this bridge. What gives?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;From &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://whitetrashrepairs.com/" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Whitetrashrepairs.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;10. People with multiple-multiple piercings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/29/Elaine_Davidson_Front.jpg/220px-Elaine_Davidson_Front.jpg" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;" I think I have problem. I wonder if there is a 12 step program for people like me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;11. Blog Stalkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"I am such a chicken. I should really take my talent out into the real world and do this for a living." "I could teach a class."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;12. In-laws who are controlling or bossie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"She just doesn't understand my son. She doesn't know that he needs to have his tidy whiteys ironed. If she didn't work outside the home she would have time. She is not the one for him. I will have to see what I can do to get him to change his mind about her." I am such a good mom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;13. People who use or wear  items and then attempt to return them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Oh my!" "What will I do now?" "I knew grape juice left a stain. How can I return this now?"  " I should never have agreed to hold that baby." "Maybe if I dye the entire gown purple they will never know that It has been worn.' "Yep that's what I will do. And if they question it I will make such a scene that they will pay me just to get me out of the store." "I'm so clever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666600;"&gt;14. You share one with us :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Today would be my daughter's birthday.  She would be 35. I can not tell anyone because what would they think. They would hate me and turn their backs on me. They would not understand that I loved that girl more than life itself, that I didn't want to do what I did, but that I had no other choice." It is a choice I made that I must live with forever and a day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-weight: normal; font-family:Arial, Helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;img height="320" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/button.jpg" width="257" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1307928956473211198?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1307928956473211198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/manic-monday-may-16-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1307928956473211198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1307928956473211198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/manic-monday-may-16-2010.html' title='Manic Monday - May 16, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo22/iamharriet/monday/th_button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4471338557474689736</id><published>2010-05-15T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T01:11:23.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garage Sale Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;  I don't know about you but during the winter months I anxiously await Spring. Not just for the warmer temperatures and the lovely flowers, but because it is the start of GARAGE SALE SEASON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;   I would like to take this opportunity to share my vast experience with all of you. I have been garage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;saling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; for over 40 years. I was doing this long before any of my friends realized what a gold mine was to be had for a paltry few dollars. Today I am going to discuss going to the garage sale, what to expect, what to look for, how to ask for help or a better deal.  Soon I will discuss with you how to hold a successful sale yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;  I get breathless just thinking about the treasures that await me around the next corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I look in the paper each Saturday to plan my garage sale excursion for the following weekend. When there are a lot listed for one general area I take a highlighter and mark my path. I also make a big red X through any sales that do not appeal to me. I mean because really a girl must have a plan when it comes to garage &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;saling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;The first thing you have to do even before you read the ads  is to figure out what you are looking for. If you can think it, want, dream, wear, read, cook with it, you can bet it can be found at a garage sale. You need to make this decision before the ad reading because it will aid you in making a list of priority sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;For the sake of this tutorial we are going to minimize what it is I am looking for. Normally I have a long list of things that I am dreaming of taking home with me, but for this I am choosing to need a footstool, hassock, or ottoman. I know they are all the same thing but the ads may call this item by any of those names. So that is the first thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; Know the name that your item may be called.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; You don't want to miss the perfect sale because you didn't know that a footstool was also called a hassock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;OK, now for the ads. I recommend several different colored highlighters. Depending on how many ads there are I use either 3 or 4 different colors.  One color for sales that match your criteria exactly, another for almost a match and another for maybe.  Once you have figured out which sales match perfectly plot your travel course. You know your home as of course the start point and work your way out from there. [I wish I had a map to show you what I mean. ] Now you need to number your sales. You need to do this because it will tell you at a glance where you are going next.  There isn't any point is worrying about the sales you aren't going to go to so just put them out of your mind. As you are driving to the sales on your color coded list you will most assuredly find sales that were not in the paper. Stop if you want, but keep in mind that the longer it takes you to get to the next one on your list the more likely it is that your perfect item will be already sold when you get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;At a sale if you are looking at something electric, ask if they will plug it in for you. You want to know if it works. I have yet to be told no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;  When you do find the item of your dreams don't be afraid to haggle with the seller. If the seller is having a garage sale with the idea of clearing out and making room for what ever they should be willing to come down in their price. If not well then it is their loss for your not buying it and they may be stuck putting it in the thrift store box. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;  I always ask if they will take half of their asking price. Sometimes they say no, sometimes they come back with a counter offer. One thing you should decide is what is the MOST you will pay for it. If you will pay full price, ask for a better deal anyway, but if you really want them to come down then be prepared to put the item back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;One time I had a lovely set of bath towels, a couple of pieces of crystal stemware, a picture frame, some clothes, and a mink coat. Yes, a mink coat! It was old, but the pelts were in good shape. Anyway, I asked if they would take $10.00 for all of it. They hemmed and hawed, but them agreed to $12.00. If I had not asked the whole stack would have been closer to $30.00.  That's the rule don't be afraid to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Take some refreshments in a cooler with you. It will save you money and time. And put some snacks in the cooler also.You won't have to stop somewhere along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Armed with knowledge of what you are looking for, a good idea of where you are going,  the savvy to ask questions, and haggle for your price, you should be ready to have a great time out doing the garage sale circuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I wish  you good luck on your travels and with your quest for the next great garage sale find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;P.S. When you get to a sale make sure to put the car in park and turn the motor off before exiting the car. It works best this way. One time I was so excited to be at a sale, after I parked the car I just jumped out. My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt; screamed at me to STOP! I had not put the car in park or turned it off. I shudder to think what could have happened. I might have missed out on some real treasure if i had hit another car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4471338557474689736?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4471338557474689736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/garage-sale-season.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4471338557474689736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4471338557474689736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/garage-sale-season.html' title='Garage Sale Season'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2350346857147003282</id><published>2010-05-12T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T17:43:50.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - May 12, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Please share one memory of your high school graduation. Pics would be great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Are we talking the ceremony or the parties afterward? I have one of each. Before the ceremony I was worried about forgetting to turn my tassel. My last name was at the end of the alphabet, at the end of 968 students before me. I kept saying to myself turn the tassel, turn the tassel. Well, I remembered to turn the tassel, but then I fell down the steps as I waved to the crowd. I left the city to go to a party way out in the country on a lake. Right in the middle of the party, when things were really starting to rock, we were informed that a tornado was sighted just across the lake from us. At that very moment the power went out. Here were about 50 kids all jittery, in the dark, with what we thought was a tornado bearing down on us. Turns out the parents of the kids whose house we were at thought they were playing a good joke. That is until we girls (of course) became hysterical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What is one "emergency use" item you keep in your vehicle at all times?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;I always always carry blankets. Usually two but sometimes three. I figure in the winter I might need them for extra warmth and in the summer someone injured in an accident might have need of one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. In your region, do you celebrate graduation open houses? Addendum: (If so,) how many open houses/bridal showers/weddings are on your upcoming events calendar?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Yes, we have open houses for the graduate. I don't have any open houses, showers, or weddings to go to this summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Tell me one truth you believe about motherhood.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;It is the hardest job ever, but also the most rewarding. And one that never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. What was the last thing you broke?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;The ring fingernail on my left hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. On average, how many pieces of junk mail do you receive daily?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Today I received 3 pieces of junk mail. I don't consider the catalogs I requested as part of that total. If they are then I received 6 pieces of junk mail today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Do you like to shop by catalog?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;It is almost the only way I shop for close and yarn. I bought practically all of my Christmas gifts from catalogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Is lawn maintenance at your house a "his job," a "her job" or "his/her job" or "that's why we have teenagers" job?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Totally a man's job. He won't teach my how to use the riding lawn mower so it has to be his job. I was trying to put in a new garden, which is totally woman's work, gardening that is, but I have had to stop because the problems I am having with my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Which room would you like to redecorate in your home?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;That would be my bedroom. I would like it to be a retreat, but right now it is a catch all for things we don't know where else to put them. I would like soft lighting and lighter colors. Lots of pillows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Do you read a newspaper regularly, or do you read most of your news on line?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;The only paper that I could get out where I live is a 10 page local paper that is really not worth the paper it is printed on. So I get my statewide news online from the paper n the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Do you believe everything happens for a reason?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;As in Destiny? I don't know. I don't like to think that I am destined to make the mistakes that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 17px; line-height: 27px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;Doing the right things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2350346857147003282?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2350346857147003282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-dozen-may-12-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2350346857147003282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2350346857147003282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-dozen-may-12-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - May 12, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5713150752066368006</id><published>2010-05-10T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:08:38.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on the Tenth - May 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to do a post about my mom since April 12, but never could make it a manageable post for readers. It was always too long. With being limited to 10 things about my mom I can finally tell you almost all about her.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.  My mom's name was Margaret. Her nephews called her Aunt Marge. One nephew and only this one was allowed to call her Maggie. If anyone dared to call her that other than this one nephew there was hell to pay (sort of).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  My mom was a career woman long before she was a mom. This was practically unheard of in the 40s. She even transferred out of state with her job. She went into a new state  knowing only her boss and his wife. The following picture is of her in her career woman days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-ix8v6O97I/AAAAAAAAAKY/DD6zC9DMnKY/s1600/mom+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-ix8v6O97I/AAAAAAAAAKY/DD6zC9DMnKY/s320/mom+008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469817404652451762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom wore a mink coat in her career days. She played golf (does a person play golf?), she went dancing, and was on several bowling teams.  My mom once bowled a 300 game. That is a perfect game that many professional bowlers never get. It is kind of like the whole in one that golfers dream about. Even after my mom became a mom she continued to bowl, just not on so many leagues. Her average was something like 256.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.  In 1955 my mom became a mom (with me). This was a huge turning point in her life. One I have never been sure she didn't regret.  She moved back to our home state and got married. It wasn't being a mom so much that I think she regretted but the marriage part of the whole equation.  Her choice was not ideal. But she stuck it out as long as she could, about 15 years. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.  My mom could do the New York Times Sunday edition crossword puzzle in ink in under 3 hours.  She took the Mensa test, passed, and was asked to join. She declined. She was a voracious reader. Her bookshelves were lined with the classics, with modern romance, Stephen King, and many biblical study reference books. She loved the opera. She loved classical music and Willie Nelson. My mom could type 65 words a minute on an old Remington typewriter and when her place of employment updated her with an electric she went up to 150 words per minute. Makes me wonder what she would do on a keyboard like we have now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.  My mom was the most generous person I have ever known. She gave of herself and of her time. Even when she was just weeks from death she went to her volunteer job at the Courage Center. I don't know how she managed. She made the holidays special for the entire family. I mean entire family, brothers, aunts, cousins,  everyone. One of my cousins has said that her heart was as big as she was. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. My mom played the piano. One of my best childhood memories is of sitting on the piano bench with her and singing sill songs. She gave piano lessons to one of my cousins. He later went on to other piano teachers because my mom had taught him all she could. I think she probably didn't realize what talent she really had. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.  My mom was a teaser.  She teased and teased and teased. Fortunately, she could take as good as she gave.  She went every week to get her hair done at the beauty shop. When she would return home my husband would comment, "I thought you were getting your hair done." Her reply, "Go to hell." She would grin real big at him then. There was their weekly routine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.  The following is the last picture taken of her. It was taken Christmas 1990. She went home to heaven in April 1991.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i3R4qNBTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cV0kt7-PbcQ/s1600/mom+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i3R4qNBTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cV0kt7-PbcQ/s1600/mom+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i3R4qNBTI/AAAAAAAAAKo/cV0kt7-PbcQ/s320/mom+004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469823265336526130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, she is sticking her tongue out at me.  I love this picture so much because that is who my mom was. She thumbed her nose at convention and had a career when women were having babies and she stuck her tongue out at anyone/thing that she felt like.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.  My mom loved cats. Growing up we always had cats, always plural. Yes this cat is sitting in a cupboard in the kitchen.  My brother and me (is it and me or and I ? I can never remember) were not spoiled as kids because the cats got all the spoiling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i4L5yOP2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Xb1GF-1sLwo/s1600/mom+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i4L5yOP2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Xb1GF-1sLwo/s320/mom+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469824262071009122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. My mom loved to dress up. I mean all the way up as shown in this next photo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i5DBJi46I/AAAAAAAAAK4/3NA1-nCSYls/s1600/mom+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-i5DBJi46I/AAAAAAAAAK4/3NA1-nCSYls/s320/mom+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469825208940684194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is me with her. The reason for the celebration was my uncles 70th birthday or maybe his 25th wedding anniversary. I can't remember. It was in the late 1970s. See the hair?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is my mom. I miss her everyday. It seems like I should just be able to pick up the phone and give her a call. I wish I could.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5713150752066368006?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5713150752066368006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-on-tenth-may-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5713150752066368006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5713150752066368006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-on-tenth-may-10-2010.html' title='Ten on the Tenth - May 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-ix8v6O97I/AAAAAAAAAKY/DD6zC9DMnKY/s72-c/mom+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-7902509062246784635</id><published>2010-05-08T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T17:06:55.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Saturday - April 8, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Snow is May is not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yep we had snow yesterday. It started snowing yesterday afternoon abut 2 and didn't stop until this morning. Fortunately, the ground has thawed so only 2 inches stayed on the ground. Most of that is gone now but still...It's not right. Even in Minneosta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-7902509062246784635?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7902509062246784635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-word-saturday-april-8-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7902509062246784635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7902509062246784635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/six-word-saturday-april-8-2010.html' title='Six Word Saturday - April 8, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6396838455279117148</id><published>2010-05-05T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T16:56:02.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - April 5, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Random Dozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;April 5, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. What was the last thing about which you procrastinated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually have company come in May so my Spring cleaning has never been an issue. I just have always gotten it finished early. However, the is year my company is not coming until July. I have not even started with Spring cleaning. And I am regretting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;2. How  long does it take you to fall asleep, and do you sleep through the  night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually fall asleep reading and wake up for a second when my husband turns out his light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3. Which decade would you choose to exemplify your  favorite fashion styles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like the comfy style of the 70's. All except for the mini skirt and hot pants...my legs are not what they used to be. But I won't give up my Birkenstocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;4. What is your personal best dish to  feed a crowd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands down it would be my chili served with popovers or corn bread. Cheese, onions, and sour cream on the side.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;5. Are you an impulse shopper? What was the last  thing you bought on impulse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my yes. I am a sucker for check out aisle cookbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;6. What is one wish you have for  your own funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Josh Groban to sing. And no flowers. I figure that if people want me to have flowers they should give them to me when I am alive and can enjoy them. I don't want them when I am dead. My family has instructions to return any flowers that are sent.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;7. If it's true that joy is in found in the  simple things in life, what does your joy look like today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-H9x18bQ_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E6e7m8sOZSQ/s1600/wildlife+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-H9x18bQ_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E6e7m8sOZSQ/s320/wildlife+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467930455340434418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;8.  What is your favorite type of bread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ezekiel raisin bread, but only rarely because it is so expensive. Otherwise Whole Wheat is fine with me.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;9. What trait do you fear  developing the most? (Laziness, greediness, grumpiness, etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is angry all the time. It is part of his illness. I am so afraid that it will start to rub off on me. I don't want to be angry all the time at the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;10.  What trait would you like most to develop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thriftiness. I spend way too much money on needless things. I try hard not too but I end up doing it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;11. Which room in  your house best reflects your personality? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a picture. We redid my son's room after he moved out. We painted it a very light yellow with white trim. I have a white storage cupboard in there, my Grandma's rocker, a bed, and bookshelves. There are blue and white accent pieces. A yellow and white quilt is on the bed. Right after we finished I commented that it looked like a cottage room. I love the freshness of this room. It is crisp and warm and inviting. I like to think I am inviting and warm. And I know I can be crisp at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;12. How do you  maintain balance in your life regarding, work, family, church, other  organizations&lt;br /&gt;and activities, and blogging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the least busy woman you will ever meet. When making arrangements to meet someone for let's say lunch, I always let them name the date and time. I am always open. I have no commitments. So maintaining a balance is not a hard thing for me to do. I have no balance to maintain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6396838455279117148?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6396838455279117148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-dozen-april-5-2010.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6396838455279117148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6396838455279117148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-dozen-april-5-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - April 5, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S-H9x18bQ_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E6e7m8sOZSQ/s72-c/wildlife+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8039179376764362315</id><published>2010-05-04T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:53:05.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Things Tuesday - May 4, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Kathy at Reflections by Kathy is hosting a Ten Things Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Here is my list . I hope. It is 2:18 AM so I may lose count and get too many or lose count and not finish. If there is a long line of some letter or number you know my head has hit the keyboard as i fell asleep, finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Onto the list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Things Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things About Spring I Like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The freshness of the air as it comes through my open windows. I can never wait for truly warm weather before opening my windows. I want that air right now. Just as the snow starts to melt. I like to air the house out and let Springtime in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The birds when they return to the bird feeders. We have seasonal birds here. Birds like robins, red-breasted grosbeaks, orioles, and hummingbirds. I know it is Spring when the birds have returned. Not all of them are here yet but it has been a cooler than normal Spring start and I figure that they know more than I do about the weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The wild flowers coming up in the woods. The trillium and forget-me-nots are the first to bloom, The scent of the beautiful forget-me-nots is simply divine when it comes wafting in my open windows. I will post a picture of them later in the week when they really get into bloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Traipsing  into the field to find the wild asparagus . This tastes so much better than store bought it is amazing. We love the store bought but this time of year the wild asparagus is a true feast provided for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Watching the animals making new homes. I was watching a squirrel today. He was housecleaning. He went into the hole in the tree and started throwing out old stuff that I guess was what made him comfy this winter. He was too far away to tell what exactly it was but there was a lot it being tossed out. After he finished that he scurried down the tree, was gone for a few minutes, and returned with a mouthful of something. He went into the hole and came back out a minute later and repeated the same process. This lasted for more than an hour.  (I didn't  have anything going on except to watch him build his 2010 home)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Watching and waiting for the trees to green up. It is a daily happening. You get up in the morning and the trees leaves are just so and later on  they are maybe a bit bigger. This is so true after a rain. You can almost watch the greening up as it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The transformation of the woods as Spring takes hold. The ground is no longer brown from all of last years leaves, it has started to also do it's greening up. The wild ferns are starting to show their stuff. They will be unfurling in the next couple of weeks. Once the ferns unfurl it seems like the woods comes totally alive and every where you look is green. It is hard to imagine but some of these ferns are almost 4 feet tall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Even though the animals that frequent our yard in the warm months are wild and therefore dangerous I still like to have them come in for a visit. Well maybe the skunks can stay away. We had a raccoon in the other night at about 6:oo pm. He was fat and sassy. We have heard a report from the neighbor that there is a bear in the neighborhood so I guess we will be seeing him soon too. Scary but exciting and exhilarating all at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This is harder than I thought or maybe I am finally tired. Oh! The beginning of the garage sale season. We love to get in the car and just drive around looking for signs. We make a day of it. We take a thermos of coffee for in the morning. We stop for lunch most of the time. My husband takes his strong medication and can get in the car then and we always take extra in case he gets panicky being away from home so long. He is kind of stoned, well no kind of about it, he is flying high but this is the only way he can leave the house. But, oh how we love to go garage saling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love that the sun comes early. My bedroom faces east and the sun wakes me every morning when it comes in my window. It is the best way to wake up. I also like the fact that is stays light longer at the other end of the day. I like that my days last longer in the warm months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;OK that is my list and unfortunately I am more awake than before. No fair. Some nights are that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" style="border: 0pt none ! important; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8039179376764362315?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8039179376764362315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-things-tuesday-may-4-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8039179376764362315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8039179376764362315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/05/ten-things-tuesday-may-4-2010.html' title='Ten Things Tuesday - May 4, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-220755527189141116</id><published>2010-04-30T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T17:28:54.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting Your Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Counting Your Blessings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  My best friend needs to be given a name. I asked her about this and she prefers not to have her real name mentioned. Her exact words were, "EEH I'd rather not be out there." So I need to come up with a new name for her. After reading this post maybe you can give me some ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  She has a very old Volvo. It probably has over 200,00 miles on it. She has been driving it for about 6 years. It was given, yes given to her family when they needed a vehicle. This car has been a blessing and a torment. Being old it has needed some occasional major repairs. However, the repairs were cheaper than a different car. She always felt very fortunate to have this car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   A couple of weeks ago she and two of her sons had to go out of town. They traveled in this car 95 miles in just one direction to their destination. Once there there was driving around to be done for the entire weekend. Then there was the return trip home, another 95 miles. I mention this because it becomes important later in the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  The week after the out of town trip my friend, (name as yet unknown), had a busy week. She had to drive to the farm where she purchases the family's milk, eggs, and meat. That is a round trip of 120 miles. She also had to take her son to his classes at the college, total miles only about 40. There was a Boy Scout function that she had to attend with round trip mileage of about 20. There was church on Sunday, round trip of 75 miles. Plus she had the normal weekly shopping and what not things to do for a busy family of 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  The car never gave any sign that it was ill or even that it was fading fast. She went out to go somewhere yesterday and it would not start. Not even a click. She called to tell me that she was without a car. I was so sad for her because she is such a good person and needs to be mobile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  But, we counted her blessing  and decided that it was a good thing that the car had died.  It was good because she had done all of that traveling and made it home, had been to the farm and grocery shopping and was home. The car waited until everything was taken care of and then died. No one was on the road and needed a tow. No one was stranded out of town and needed a tow. Everyone was home and safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  I have always said that if my car has to die I would prefer to be at home when it does. My friend agrees. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  We were grateful and praised God for giving her this gift. Yes, a gift of a broken car. I know strange but it is broken at HOME. We were thankful. We counted her blessings because of all the things she had been busy doing just days before it gave up the ghost.  She had driven over 400 miles in the week before and it waited til she was at home to give it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  Yes counting your blessing can sound strange when something bad has happened, but there is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;the bright side. A broken car at home is much, much better than somewhere on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-220755527189141116?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/220755527189141116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/counting-your-blessings.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/220755527189141116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/220755527189141116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/counting-your-blessings.html' title='Counting Your Blessings'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5332545498288276154</id><published>2010-04-28T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:25:13.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - April 28, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Random Dozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;April 28, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;1. Have you ever been so lost that you were really afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you know anything about the Twin Cities area,you know that people from Minneapolis don't go to St.Paul and vice versa. I don't have a passport to St. Paul and I don't even know what language they speak across the river from where I used to live. Anyway, yes I have been so lost that I was afraid, very afraid. I was in downtown St. Paul, almost out of gas, during rush hour on a Friday evening, and didn't know how I got there or how to get home. This was way before cell phones. I was scared, terrified that I was going to run out of gas there. I cried. My prayers were answered and I made it back to Minneapolis before running out of gas. A nasty experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;2.  Have you ever been to an island?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was a place I used to go to in Canada, we had to take a boat to an island to get our food supply. There wasn't any electricity where we stayed and the food was kept on this island buried under ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;3. Are you more of a thinker or  feeler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a thinking feeler. I have to think about what I am feeling and why. I can't just feel I have to know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;4. Do you tend to see issues or situations in life as  black and white or shades of gray?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't know. I mean I know right from wrong and that would be black or white. But sometimes things seem gray. See? I am confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;5. If you were stuck on an  island, what book would you hope to have with you (Let's  pretend the  Bible is already there, so you can't say that.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Funny to get island questions a day after watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Castaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would like to have the Jan Karon series about Father Tim with me. It is light hearted and pure and would give me hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;6. What are you  most afraid of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am afraid of a lingering illness that would be hard on my son. Also heights, and bugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;7. Would you rather lose all of your old memories  or never be able to make new ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would rather make new memories. Imagine new surprises, new friends, new places, new foods,new books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;8. Pretend I'm looking at a  scrapbook page about you. There are three spaces for you to drop in  individual pictures. What are those pictures of, and why did you select  them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One picture would be of Minneapolis with me standing on Nicollet Mall by Mary Tyler Moore, because I love Minneapolis especially the downtown area. Second picture would be of me standing in my woods because I love my woods. The third would be of me with all of my family because my family means everything to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;9. If you were re-doing your wedding, what would you do  differently? (If you're single, tell me one thing you would do if you  were planning a wedding OR huge party.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First off I would be married in a church by a minister or priest. I would have a wedding cake which I didn't have in the real one. I would also like to have a wedding shower. And I would wear a different type dress, not a real wedding dress just different than the suit I wore. I'd have flowers too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;10. Tell me one thing you  know/believe about forgiveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It has to be complete and sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;11. You're waiting in a doctor's  office. What is your favorite way to pass that time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I try and guess who the person's doctor is and why they are being seen and if they are contagious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;12. If  there were a clone of you in a parallel universe what is one way you  hope she/he would be the same as you and one way you hope she/he would  be better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I would hope that this other woman would be a better person. Would be more caring and less selfish. That she would be a better knitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5332545498288276154?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5332545498288276154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-28-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5332545498288276154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5332545498288276154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-28-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - April 28, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3023173364325070263</id><published>2010-04-26T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T17:52:54.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Makin' Monday - April 26, 2010</title><content type='html'>Friend Makin' Monday&lt;br /&gt;April 26, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question for this week is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 5 things (aside from the obvious) that you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My cats - Picute 1 is Ozzy and Little Kitty, Picture 2 is Tubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9YyNDg3u1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/-amSAuMFFeY/s1600/kttiescd+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9YyNDg3u1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/-amSAuMFFeY/s320/kttiescd+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464610397723540306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9YyMuID_DI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/quxxPrFaqzc/s1600/kttiescd+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9YyMuID_DI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/quxxPrFaqzc/s320/kttiescd+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464610391982341170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bald Eagles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9Yzxve4YgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9YE97VCWNUc/s1600/bald_eagle_041410+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9Yzxve4YgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/9YE97VCWNUc/s320/bald_eagle_041410+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464612127513272834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The first signs of Spring - the hint of green as the trees start to green up. These poppils across the road from us are the first to show signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9Y0TKVOiUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BN1ab5clJRM/s1600/bald_eagle_041410+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9Y0TKVOiUI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BN1ab5clJRM/s320/bald_eagle_041410+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464612701656222018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chocolate - Any kind, type, flavor, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Reading - Almost any kind, type, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I was going to say Jesus but thought maybe that would be considered one of the obvious.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3023173364325070263?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3023173364325070263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/friend-makin-monday-april-26-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3023173364325070263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3023173364325070263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/friend-makin-monday-april-26-2010.html' title='Friend Makin&apos; Monday - April 26, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S9YyNDg3u1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/-amSAuMFFeY/s72-c/kttiescd+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8171216535652516013</id><published>2010-04-22T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:24:50.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  I had lunch with an old friend today.   We met when we were still in high school, almost 40years ago. We lost touch right after high school and ran into each when we both started working for the same company.  Eventually, she became my boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  While she was my boss we became friends again. We had such a high regard and respect for each other that neither of us took advantage of the friendship. We had a unique relationship. I think we were the envy of our department. We got along so well and knew what the other was practically thinking. She knew that she could depend on me to do whatever needed to be done and I knew that she would never ask me if she wouldn't do it herself.  We timed our vacations so that we were never both gone from the department at the same time. I was her unofficial assistant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  I quit working 19 years ago. We live 2 hours away from each other. We stay in touch through email and twice a year we get together for a lunch.   We had our Spring lunch today. We meet at the casino near my home. No, not to gamble, neither one of us believe in that. We meet there because they have great food and we can sit and chat for 4 hours and not be disturbed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  When we get together it is as if we had just talked the day before. It feels as if we are starting in the middle of a conversation. There are no pauses in the conversation (except when our mouths are full), we just move from one topic to the next. The 4 hours we are together goes by so quickly that we are always surprised our time  has come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  She is not my best friend and I doubt that I am hers. However, she knows things about me that no one else on earth does. And the same is true about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  I don't make friends easily. I am cautious  my nature in that regard. I make acquaintances . That is why  I remain friends with someone a long, long time.  I treasure them. I try to nurture the friendship. I try to give the friend the best of me that I can give to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  We only just said bye for now a few hours ago and already I am looking forward to our fall lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;  So my message after this bit of a ramble is simply this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Treasure your friends. Hold them close in your heart.  You won't regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8171216535652516013?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8171216535652516013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-friends.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8171216535652516013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8171216535652516013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5637693277463167755</id><published>2010-04-21T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:54:42.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - April 21, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Random Dozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;April 21, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1. Ever had any run-ins with the "library police?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am still having a run in with them. It has been going on for 17 years. They say I didn't return 3 books, I say I did. They won't let me have a library card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;2. Do you  have a special organizational plan and place for wrapping paper, gift  bags, etc., or do you just purchase whatever you need as you give gifts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have  a place. It is on the top shelf of a sort of closet. Actually a catch all cubby hole. Closet gives it way too much dignity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;3.  Have you ever been in (first-hand witness) a natural disaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Mine isn't as bad as say an earth quake but for me it was something I don't want to live through. But the story is so long I think that come July it will become a post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;4.  What's your favorite Barry Manilow song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It is either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Copacabana&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weekend in New England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;5. What's the best  costume you've ever worn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;About a week after I had been in a bad car crash I went as an accident victim. Some of the costume was real some was make-up but I won first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6. Which do you use more often, the  dictionary or the thesaurus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The thesaurus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;7. What's your favorite breakfast  food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cookies. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;8. Have you ever purchased anything from an infomercial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yes, my food dehydrator. Love it. Even after 20 years it still works like new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;9.  Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sneaking in and out yes. However, not recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;10. Do you believe in  love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Not a lasting love. That has to be grown out of friendship and respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;11. How man pairs of jeans do you own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That would be a ZERO. I hate jeans.They are cold in the winter and hot in the summer. They are very uncomfortable and make my butt look even bigger than it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;12.  If someone were going to bake a cake to honor/represent you, what would  it be? (Think creatively, like Duff and Crew on "Ace of Cakes.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I don't know who Duff is or his crew but the cake made for me would probably be musical notes that are flat. I only know how to sing flat and off key. But very loudly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5637693277463167755?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5637693277463167755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-21-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5637693277463167755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5637693277463167755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-21-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - April 21, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1103953867938253109</id><published>2010-04-15T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:33:48.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A rough week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Yes I have had a rough week, but it wasn't a surprise to me. But I should give you some background  first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  In 1997 I experienced the first of many episodes of debilitating face pain. I started seeing a neurologist with some regularity, like every other month. He put me through countless blood tests, urinalyses, MRI's, and CT-scans. Every few months he would have a new torture for me. I blindly went right along with it. I needed to have answers to why, or what was causing this pain.  After approximately 4 years he told me he had a diagnosis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sit down now and hang on for this earth shattering diagnosis of his.......I have....wait for it.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;UNIDENTIFIED FACE PAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes, you read that correctly. How do you treat this? With pain meds. Strong ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So, I started keeping track of what was happening to me just before an episode came on. I learned how to almost completely avoid getting this face pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A couple of years ago I was having an especially bad episode of this pain it went on for about 1 1/2 weeks. I took way more painkillers than anyone should take in a lifetime let alone in a weeks time. I got my son to take me into urgent care one Saturday morning and saw the most magnificent doctor God ever put on this earth. He took one looked at me....and he he had never seen me before and said to me, I will never forget his words, "You have trijeminal neuralgia." OW! The difference those few words made to me. I had thought maybe I was just insane and not&lt;/span&gt; feeling the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  The best way I can describe the pain is to day it is like having labor pain in your face constantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Enter this new pain I have. My arms cramp, which causes my hands to become claw- like looking. It doesn't last for a long period of time but it is happening more often, several times a day. I have tried 3 different types of braces. I have tired several different prescription medications, a few different natural herbs/vitamins. Finally my doctor suggested a trip to, yep you guessed it a neurologist. I groaned when she recommended this, she knows my background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Monday was my appointment. He did what is called an EMT test. It sends some sort of electric shock through the suspect area. I remember having this done to my face. It hurt like, well, like hell.  When the test was complete this so called doctor, this so called specialist in the field of neurology said that I had  very minor case of carpal tunnel. His recommendation was to wear a brace. I asked him what if the brace doesn't work, because I had tried 3 of them, then what? His response was a resounding..."I don't know." Then he left the room. I was still seated on this table that was four feet of the floor, he had pushed the easy access stool aside, and I had no other option but to jump down off the table. There wasn't a sink with water to wash my arm. I left his office wondering if it was my destiny to get the really bad neurologists.  I now know absolutely nothing more than before I went in to the appointment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  I have a call into my doctor but she in only in the office part time so I don't expect to hear from her until next week. I did tell her of his treatment and his indifference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Since I saw my doctor, I am having new symptoms in my hands. When my fiingers are cold they become hard and look prunny like they have been in water a while. Also, my index fingers have started to throb. This morning even my finger nails hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  I am about to start down the road of self diagnosis again and am not looking forward to the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  I am trying hard not to have a pity party this week but it is so darn hard.  If I give in and have this party I will be the only attendee because who wants to attend that kind of party. It's my party and I don't even want to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  So there is only part of why I am having a rough week. Don't worry this is not an installment story of my woes. I just needed to let loose some up my pent up frustration of medicine in this country.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1103953867938253109?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1103953867938253109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/rough-week.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1103953867938253109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1103953867938253109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/rough-week.html' title='A rough week'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2708797168320598603</id><published>2010-04-14T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T17:11:02.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday - April 14, 2010</title><content type='html'>Wordless Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;April 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S8ZZA5BA7MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T20sjqILxSI/s1600/bald_eagle_041410+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S8ZZA5BA7MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T20sjqILxSI/s320/bald_eagle_041410+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460149470073253058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day was made when I was give this opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;He was in the tree at the side of the highway. I have never stopped for a photo op before, but he seemed to be posing for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2708797168320598603?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2708797168320598603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday-april-14-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2708797168320598603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2708797168320598603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday-april-14-2010.html' title='Wordless Wednesday - April 14, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S8ZZA5BA7MI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T20sjqILxSI/s72-c/bald_eagle_041410+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2717093566206495830</id><published>2010-04-13T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T10:48:48.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - April 13, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;April 13, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  How do you feel about "Gladiator" sandals, also called "Roman" or  "Jesus" sandals? A fashion yea or nay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the styles shown are kind of cute. They aren't made for my feet but cute anyway. My feet will scare small children and old ladies so I don't like to draw attention to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. What is your favorite  pizza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to have 1/2 with sausage, green pepper, onion, and shrimp the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;othe&lt;/span&gt;r 1/2 with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Canadian&lt;/span&gt; bacon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pineapple with&lt;/span&gt; extra cheese. Oh does that crate a craving or what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3. There are plans in the works to sell roughly 1,000  items from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Star Trek: The Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;  in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas. This means you could buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Picard's&lt;/span&gt; chair for your family  room. If not a Star Trek item, what prop, background, set, etc. from  what TV or movie would you buy if you could? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;[Ex: Hurley's "I Love  my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tzu&lt;/span&gt;" shirt from LOST, the plantation home "Tara" from Gone With  the Wind, or Tracy's tambourine from the Partridge Family.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would want to own the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hats worn by Barbra Streisand in the movies&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Funny Girl&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Funny Lady&lt;/span&gt;. They were spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4.  Name a local food or restaurant that your area is famous for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tobies&lt;/span&gt;. Anywhere you go in my state when a person hears the name of my town the comment will be, " Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Tobies&lt;/span&gt;. Home of the caramel roll."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5.  What is your current favorite snack?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cheez&lt;/span&gt;-it crackers with Celestial Seasonings Cinnamon Apple Tea. Or chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6. Hypothetical: You are  required to be a reality show contestant. Which show would you choose  based on your probability of success? (You cannot choose "none.") &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A.  Dancing with the Stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;B. Biggest Loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;C. Survivor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not Dancing, because I have no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt;   and therefore can't dance. Survivor wouldn't work because I could not go  that long without shaving or being really clean. Biggest loser because  it might just be the place for me to take off what I need to and to  learn how to keep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;7. On a  scale of 1-10, with 1 being uninhabitable and 10 being cleanliness that  meets the standards of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;, how clean is your vehicle's interior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now at the end of winter (yes, I cna still say that), it would be about a 3. In the summer it gets up to about a 7. But winter with all of it's wetness the floors get yucky, and the seats hold extra hats, gloves, scarves, etc. Not too mention a propane heater, blankets, rope, extra socks, and a pair of boots. Oh,  and an ice scrapper and extra windshield cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8.  It doesn't feel like Spring until _________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my Birkenstocks on for the first time without socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;9. Something that  made you laugh really hard recently is ____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry,but I haven't had a good laugh in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10. Tell me about a  goal you're working toward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last year or so I have been working really hard at learning to be more tactful. Or maybe I should say learning how to be tactful, not HOW just to BE tactful. It is something I am not good at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11. Share a thought-provoking or  inspiring quote this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more anger towards the past you carry in your heart,  the less capable you are of loving in the present.  Barbara De Angelis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12. Name one thing that you do as a  parent that you absolutely know will make your kids happy. If you're not  a parent, feel free to substitute "friend" or nomenclature that works  for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, you got me there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2717093566206495830?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2717093566206495830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-13-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2717093566206495830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2717093566206495830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-13-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - April 13, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4813818866694134817</id><published>2010-04-12T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:26:03.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing April 12, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;April 12, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Yeah I know this is Monday but I didn't do it on Sunday.  I will try and pretend that this is still Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday Stealing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;" href="http://sundaystealing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sunday  Stealing: The Me Me Meme &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;1. Never in my life have I been:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;On a roller coaster that I didn't hate. Even the kid size one they &lt;/span&gt;ahd&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; to stop and let me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;2.  The one person who can drive me nuts is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My husband. Easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;3. High school was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Spent in  a stupor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;4.  When I’m nervous I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Smoke more. Sad but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;5. The last song I listened to was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartlight&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; by Neal Diamond. Written for ET. It makes me tear up every time I hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;6.  If I were to get married right now my best man/maid of honor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Would be the same as 20 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;7.  My hair is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Multi-color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;8. When I was 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I was in first grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;9. Last Christmas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Was the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;10.  I should be..:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Somewhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;11. When I look down I see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The slippers on my feet or a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;12. The  happiest recent event was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The day spent with my son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;13. If I were a character on 'Friends' I  would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A little bit of Phoebe and a little bit of Monica. I am kind of a clean freak and I mostly dress like an old &lt;/span&gt;hippy&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Complete with Birkenstocks and denim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;14. By this time next year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I will more gray than this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;15. My current  gripe is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;People who don't believe we need universal health care in this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;16. I have a hard time understanding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;People who don't think we need universal health care in this country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;17.  There’s this girl I know that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;That should grow up and be 28 not act like 12. I would like to tell her ...be a woman not a girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;18. If I won an award, the first  person I would tell would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;19. Take my advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Never start smoking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;20. The  thing I want to buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A new computer, an &lt;/span&gt;Ipod&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;, a &lt;/span&gt;Bunn&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; coffee maker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;21. If you visited the place I was born:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;You would think you were in a small town, but it is in the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;22.  I plan to visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Maine someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;23. If you spent the night at my house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A cat would sleep with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;24.  I’d stop my wedding if:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;If I knew then what I know now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;25. The world could do without:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;The 2&lt;/span&gt;nd&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; amendment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;26.  I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I CAN NOT think of anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;27. Most recent  thing I’&lt;/span&gt;ve&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; bought myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A pack of gum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;28. Most recent thing someone else  bought me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A Caribou coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;29. My favorite &lt;/span&gt;blonde&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;30. My favorite  brunette is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;My son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;31. My favorite red head is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;not the doctor I saw today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;32. My middle  name is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Ann with an E...Anne just like Anne Shirley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;33. In the morning I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;need coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;34. The animals I would  like to see flying besides birds are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Cats and dogs. They have been blamed for rain they might as well get to experience it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;35. Once, at a bar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I fell , got knocked off a bar stool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;36.  Last night I was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;too tired to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;37. There’s this guy I know who:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I can't get out of my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;38. If  I was an animal I’d be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;A  cat because I would be loved and waited on but &lt;/span&gt;would&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; still be &lt;/span&gt;independent&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;39. A better name for me would be:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Kathryn because it is my favorite woman's name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;40.  Tomorrow I am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Going to the doctor (Monday) to find out what is wrong with my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;41. Tonight I am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;very cold. I have a cover on me while I type this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;42. My birthday is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4813818866694134817?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4813818866694134817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-stealing-april-12-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4813818866694134817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4813818866694134817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-stealing-april-12-2010.html' title='Sunday Stealing April 12, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4321689656171620248</id><published>2010-04-10T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:41:06.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on the Tenth - April 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten on the Tenth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;April 10, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ten great reasons to live in the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The trees. They are beautiful all year. Even when they are bare in the Winter there is beauty to be seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The smell after a Spring rain. The earth is so fresh and clean then you just know that God has washed the land just for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The wild flowers that bloom. We have forget-me-nots, and trilliums that grow quite near the house, like feet outside my door. Farther into the woods we have Lady Slippers, the pink and yellow varieties. We also have violets, roses,    and Jack-in-the-pulpits that grow. It is a painters pallet for my eyes the variety of color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Speaking of color, I can not forget the colors of the autumn. With Spring springing up all over it would be easy to forget this beautious season.  The falling leaves of fall smell and look equally wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't leave out the wildlife. Although I would just as soon forget the skunk that gave us a direct hit a few weeks back. We have an abundance of squirrel, chipmunks, and deer. Our deer are very trusting. Not too long ago I was able to hand feed them.  The variety of birds we get to the feeders is astounding also. However, I have never seen a Cardinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can go for a nice long walk and never leave home. Our property is 1/4 mile deep. By the time I have walked from front to back I am ready to be home in my comfy chair. There is no such thing as an easy walk in the woods. There is always something that has to be avoided or walked around. So the 1/4 mile is more like 3/4 of a mile and then I still have to get back to my house.  But I have had a good workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can play the stereo as loud as you like because the closest neighbor is 1/2 mile away and can't hear the music/noise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is a convenient place to build a tree stand for deer season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You never have to leave home. Everyone wants to come for a visit and share in the beauty of the woods. The is both a good thing and a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can have a three day argument with your spouse and nobody knows because like mentioned before the closest neighbor is 1/2 mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There that is my list of why it is great to live in the woods. These are not listed in any special order, but at one time or another each has been the number one reason it is great to live in the woods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4321689656171620248?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4321689656171620248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/ten-on-tenth-april-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4321689656171620248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4321689656171620248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/ten-on-tenth-april-10-2010.html' title='Ten on the Tenth - April 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6346383824001353126</id><published>2010-04-09T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T18:35:18.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have learned...and others I have not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have learned that when baking cookies there is no substitute for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rebeccacarter.greenoptions.com/files/images/baking%20soda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://rebeccacarter.greenoptions.com/files/images/baking%20soda.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do Not&lt;/span&gt; even try to make a batch without this very necessary ingredient. Learn please form my experience this week. Cookies without soda are not cookies at all. They aren't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Another&lt;/span&gt; I have learned is that since I have decided to post more about my day-to-day life, but was afraid I would have nothing to say, I have consciously thinking about possible posts in each thing I do. In everything I do around the house, outside, on the computer is swimming around in my mind trying to become a blog post.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; thing I don't know is should I answer the comments to my posts individually or in bulk? Should I answer when they come to my e-mail with an e-mail address in the form of a reply e-mail or should I go to my post to answer? Do you like to have a response to your comments? Any suggestions welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; more thing I don't know is how often to change the look of my blog? Now that I have a go to place for blog looks I am anxious to change it up again. But can it be done too often? And is it possible to change the font type and color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt; yet another thing I don't know is how to put a badge(?) for the blogs I faithfully follow onto my blog. Is there a secret club for people to know about these things and it is a limited membership? And I am not too sure how to link back to a post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I am almost finished. How do you do a crossed out something. Like when if I were to say,  "I am really good at this blog stuff." and wanted to cross out good and put in inexperienced. How do you do a cross out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Is &lt;/span&gt;there a way to remember all of the things you do each day within the blog world? Which days are different meme days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; is an RSS feed? And do I need one? Do I need to subscribe to one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; don't know list is much longer than the do know list. But, if you have patience with me I might be able to dwindle down the don't know side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do appreciate any and all help/comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get fancy with this and only bold the first word of each paragraph and this is what happened. I guess I am not ready for the really hared stuff yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6346383824001353126?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6346383824001353126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/things-i-have-learnedand-others-i-have.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6346383824001353126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6346383824001353126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/things-i-have-learnedand-others-i-have.html' title='Things I have learned...and others I have not'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-35104268713218771</id><published>2010-04-07T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:22:21.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - April 7, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;April 7, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Define a great relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give and take, mutual respect, laughter together, equality, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Why is it called a "drive-through" if you have to stop? (Real question: What was the last food/drink you purchased at a drive-through?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I stopped at the Burger King for a coffee while I was driving to my aunt's. They usually have great coffee, especially since there isn't a Caribou close by. That morning the coffee tasted like it was leftover from the day before. It was burnt tasting and thick as tar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. As I type this, the Butler Bulldogs are getting ready to play in the NCAA championship game. Every Hoosier is hysterical about this except me. So in honor of the Bulldogs ... what is your favorite breed of dog? (I tried.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black Lab. They are the smartest, loyalist, kindest dogs God ever made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. If you had to move to a state besides the one you currently live in, where would you move?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be Colorado. I love the mountains. It could be Maine, but since I have never even visited there I would be hesitant to move there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. If you could change anything about the way you were raised, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have two parents. Failing that I would have one parent who was functional. Or maybe it would be to grow up in a clean house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Who's the funniest person you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BF. We laugh hysterically together. Mostly because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Did you get enough sleep last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. What's the first thing you thought about this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that was so long ago I don't know if I remember. It might have had something to do with coffee. Or maybe the bathroom. Or maybe feeding the cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Grilled or Fried? --HONESTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grilled or fried what? Hamburgers? Grilled. Chicken? Grilled. Potatoes? Fried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am if I can't use a light switch to turn the lights back on, as in a power outage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11.When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nun or a farmers wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. If you had one word to describe yourself , what would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLUNT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-35104268713218771?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/35104268713218771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-7-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/35104268713218771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/35104268713218771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-dozen-april-7-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - April 7, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8578723072436017434</id><published>2010-04-04T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T18:49:40.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter  Memories with my Son</title><content type='html'>April 4, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Minnesota like I do, we might still have snow on the ground come Easter. A snowy backyard does not make an ideal place to hide the eggs. But, we managed to hide them nevertheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easters that were cold and dreary we hid the eggs all over the house. My brother, his wife, and 2 step children always came for the weekend. We adults would have more fun being creative in our hiding places, especially as the kids got older. They thought they knew all of our places. Little did they know how our minds could function when forced.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hid eggs under the couch, way under. We hid eggs under the stereo turntable cover. We hid an egg wrapped in a plastic bag in the back of the toilet.  Nothing in the house was off limits to hiding eggs. The kids loved it, but so did the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years when we could hide eggs outside we used the plastic eggs. Each child had the same number of eggs. Each egg had their initials on it. So lets say WV found an egg that said SW he knew to leave it where he found it. They each were able to find them all eventually with no one feeling badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year the kids decided to hide the eggs for us to find. I hate to admit it, but they did a much better job than we ever did. Of course we were outside that year and they made use of almost the whole 10 acres. The little sneaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last Easter my mom was with us is especially memorable, because the kids tried to get out of trouble by blaming Gramma.&lt;br /&gt; It was a cold Easter and we were in the house all day. Even though it was cold, it had been melting. Our side yard was one great big huge mud puddle. However, the front yard had dried up nicely.&lt;br /&gt;After dinner the kids finally got to my mom, and she told them to go outside and play.  They dressed warmly and away they went. We played cards. After about 45 minutes the door burst open, and the kids came pushing in.  Fortunately, they were spotted before they ran across my carpet. They were head to toe MUD. &lt;br /&gt;They didn’t just go out and play,  they went out and played in the mud. We demanded and explanation as to why they thought playing in the mud was such a good idea. Their reason was simple, “Because Gramma told us to. “  I know that my mom loved to play practical jokes, but I also know she would never ever tell them to play in the mud. She categorically denied telling them that.  I believed her as did the other 3 parents.&lt;br /&gt;The kids looked funny and it was hard to keep a straight face but what they had done was just plain wrong.  We decided that the most fitting “punishment” for this particular crime was for them to wash their own clothes, and pay for the coin operated machines out of their Easter money. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yes there was grumbling to be heard.  That happened in 1991. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are now adults. My bother has divorced his them wife. Easter is just not the same. We enjoy our memories and today my husband and I reminisced about the escapades of Easters past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had an especially wonderful and blessed Easter and that it was mud free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8578723072436017434?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8578723072436017434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-memories-with-my-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8578723072436017434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8578723072436017434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-memories-with-my-son.html' title='Easter  Memories with my Son'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1135098821861564746</id><published>2010-04-03T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:46:59.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter memories - April 2, 2010</title><content type='html'>I looked all over the house this week for pictures from my childhood. They are pictures taken at Easter of my brother and I. We were in our Easter finery.&lt;br /&gt;My mom always had us dressed to the nines for Easter. There was the required hat and gloves for me and the patten leather shoes. My brother always had a tie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see those darn pictures. I knew right where they were. Do you hate it when you know where something is, go to look for it and it isn't there? Where do you look then? I looked in every drawer in the house, even my kitchen utensil drawer. I can't find the pictures. However, I don't have a working scanner so maybe it is a good thing I can't share them. I will probably find them on Monday when Easter is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a buffet in our dining room. It's top was always decorated for Easter. My mom made a centerpiece. The centerpiece consisted of colored eggs, jelly beans sprinkled about, and little other Easter candies. No Peeps in our house, not now and not then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My mom did all of the egg coloring herself when we were still expecting the Bunny to make the delivery. We had the same basket every year. She filled each basket with the grass and the eggs, and the candies, and then she would hide them. I loved Easter &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; as much as Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom made the holiday special with all of the childish fun things about the holiday, but she never let us forget the real reason for the Sunday we call Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tomorrow I will write about how we celebrated the real reason for this day. &lt;br /&gt;I also have a memory or two from my son's childhood to share.&lt;br /&gt;Come back please to read all about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't make it back, I hope you have an especially wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1135098821861564746?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1135098821861564746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-memories-april-2-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1135098821861564746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1135098821861564746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-memories-april-2-2010.html' title='Easter memories - April 2, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8891055956646790363</id><published>2010-04-03T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:07:45.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: The 35 Questions X 2  - April 3, 2010</title><content type='html'>Sunday Stealing&lt;br /&gt;The 35 questions X 2&lt;br /&gt;April 3, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;36. If you suddenly became single or are single, do you think you could last in a relationship for 12 months or more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to become single now, I would never be in another relationship ever again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;37. Do you forgive or forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive but never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you trust people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes too much.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What are you not looking forward to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you get mad easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my yes.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Tell us about the last time you were told you that you have pretty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My optometrist told me that just before cataract surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;42. Do you have strange dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I remember my dream it is pretty strange, but mostly I don't remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;43. Ever licked someone's cheek or forehead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL Yes I have. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;44. Tell us about the last time you fell asleep in someones arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching my memory tonight is not a good thing. I don't remember. Unless my cat counts.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. When did you last play a game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I played Don't Break the Ice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;46. What do you have on you at all times?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothing, except of course when I am in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;47. Do you go out in public without getting all dressed up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;48. Do you like fruity or minty gum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;49. Favourite musician or group?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A golden oldie ...Neal Diamond...a new one Josh Groban or Susan Boyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;50. Do you like anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Almost&lt;/span&gt; everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;51. Favourite computer game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any hidden object game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;52. First album you ever went and bought with your own money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh that would be in the late 60's,  and it was probably something by Peter, Paul, and Mary. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Think back five months ago, were you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been single in over 24 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;54. Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do like to mark the occasion. Unless it is the anniversary of a death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;55. Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;56. Last thing you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;57. Are you a jealous person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;58. Does it take a lot to make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually does but lately there is always a lump in my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;59. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;60. Have you ever had your heart-broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many times to count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;61. Have you ever done something while drunk that you still cannot believe you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Back in my mispent youth I drank water from a hose that was coming from  the side of a building. It was the overflow from the bait shop's minnow tank. EWWW is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;62. Is there anyone you secretly wish you could be spending your time with right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;63. Do you text?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my son once. It freaked him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;64. Do you wish someone would call or text you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. When I am on the computer I don't like to talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;65. Is your life anything like it was a year ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too much like it was a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;66. Go back one year on your blog. Leave us a link to your favorite post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-follower-never-again.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;67. You can only drink ONE liquid for the rest of your life, what is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;68. Tell us about someone that you have lost contact with someone you wish you didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you say about a love lost? A love you never got to say good bye to? A 4 year relationship ended not because of an argument, but because someone had stolen his children and he had to go find them. He had custody and their mother ran away with them. I have not seen him in almost 30 years. I think of him often. Probably because of all the unanswered questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;69. What is the last thing you said out loud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you want a slice of apple and peanut butter?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;70. Will this year be better than last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8891055956646790363?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8891055956646790363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-stealing-35-questions-x-2-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8891055956646790363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8891055956646790363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-stealing-35-questions-x-2-april.html' title='Sunday Stealing: The 35 Questions X 2  - April 3, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-770868284065246284</id><published>2010-03-31T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:01:32.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Random Dozen - March 31. 2010</title><content type='html'>Easter Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;March 31, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. How do you feel about the marshmallow Easter Peeps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they look and feel and taste like nuclear waste. Does that answer the question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Chickens are notoriously nervous creatures. When you are nervous, what is the best way to calm down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate, screaming, smoking (sad but true).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. People say, "April showers bring May flowers." Do you enjoy Spring rains?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the rain as long it is not a storm. I like to walk in a warm summer rain. I love the smell after a rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. When I was randomly flipping through TV channels this week, I saw a show in which tattoo parlor employees received tattoos of a co-worker's face on their bodies. I can't imagine having a portrait of a colleague tattooed on me. But if someone forced you to receive a portrait tattoo (face only) of anyone, who would it be? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess to be safe I would say .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Would you rather have a tattoo (any kind) or a nose ring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nose ring because the hole would eventually grow closed if not used. A tattoo is forever.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have any special plans for Easter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just husband and I for dinner. Turkey and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Cadbury Eggs or Reese Eggs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadbury peanut butter eggs. NOT the kind when cracked open they resemble an egg. EWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. What was the last thing/person you took a picture of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7P84Y1ZQEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7dusUEVFE94/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7P84Y1ZQEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7dusUEVFE94/s320/around_the_house_3292010+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454981619345080386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stand of popples across the road from us. They are not yet greened up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What book are you reading now, or what was the last one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading a cozy mystery. The other book I am reading is called "The King Of Lies". I don't know yet if I like it or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. What do you think is the most difficult task when it comes to Spring cleaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the windows is hardest for me. It means taking down the storms, cleaning them, cleaning the screens, putting up the screens, then putting away the storms. All of my windows are done from the inside that way. But then I have to go outside and wash all of the outside of the windows. I have 15 windows to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. How many pairs of flip-flops do you own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to say zero because I only wear Birkensotcks but then I opened my trunk this afternoon and there was a pair of flip flops. I don't know where they came from but they must be mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. Which color makes you happiest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow, the color of the sun. The sun makes everything grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-770868284065246284?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/770868284065246284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-random-dozen-march-31-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/770868284065246284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/770868284065246284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-random-dozen-march-31-2010.html' title='Easter Random Dozen - March 31. 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7P84Y1ZQEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/7dusUEVFE94/s72-c/around_the_house_3292010+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5991921121841245519</id><published>2010-03-30T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T17:40:51.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday my Gentle Giant.</title><content type='html'>Twenty six years ago today my son was born. He was my gentle giant coming to me weighing 10 pounds 9 1/2 ounces and 23 1/2 inches long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When God decided to give me a child, He knew that I was not capable of dealing with a difficult one. He gave me the easiest baby ever to be born to a mortal mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my special boy. He slept through the night in 2 weeks. He was potty trained by 2 1/2 years old...even through the night (and they say boys are the hardest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has grown into a fine young man. He cares deeply and gives freely of himself. He is sarcastic and funny. He tries to be cynical but can't pull it off quite right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made my life complete. Before he was born I had been searching for something. He is my something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday my sweet boy (he doesn't like the sweet boy).I hope it is as sweet as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7KRnh-NfnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I1xX0c_3CVs/s1600/misc_dan_3302010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7KRnh-NfnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I1xX0c_3CVs/s320/misc_dan_3302010+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454582207019318898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he was 2 in this picture with his favorite bunny. I still have the bunny. Isn't he sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get to the most recent picture of him. It was taken at Christmas and I know it is on my computer &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt;, I just can't find it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5991921121841245519?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5991921121841245519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-my-gentle-giant.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5991921121841245519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5991921121841245519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-my-gentle-giant.html' title='Happy Birthday my Gentle Giant.'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7KRnh-NfnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I1xX0c_3CVs/s72-c/misc_dan_3302010+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2124416579191615764</id><published>2010-03-29T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:21:43.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - March 29, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;March 29, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am going to try something different this week. We'll see how it works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Outside my window. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FW3Fuu1HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NLY4JD-UjD0/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FW3Fuu1HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NLY4JD-UjD0/s320/around_the_house_3292010+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454236128153359474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driveway as it looks now. It will look this way for about the next month and a half. Then the leaves will be out in full. I will post the difference then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FYASaQwLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4ZQey3PsHSo/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FYASaQwLI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4ZQey3PsHSo/s320/around_the_house_3292010+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454237385687613618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darker reddish vines like things are only part of my wild blackberry bushes. I am thinking about how they will all look when they are in bloom. The scent is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am learning...&lt;/span&gt;that having a working camera that is digital is lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am thankful for. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FY3VHP5KI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0LPpfgDJqI4/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FY3VHP5KI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0LPpfgDJqI4/s320/around_the_house_3292010+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454238331305976994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband. I often forget how great he really is. I often take him for granted. But today when I needed some serious help with things he was right there with me, helping. And he did it all with a smile; even when I was frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen. . . &lt;/span&gt;Spaghetti, and bread tonight for dinner. Salmon chowder tomorrow with green salad. Liver and onions on Wednesday. Turkey for Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing. . .&lt;/span&gt;the top half of my jammies that have rubber duckies on them with blue waves and pink bubbles. Black sweats for the bottom half. No socks or shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating. . .&lt;/span&gt;another baby blanket in pink. I am going to try and sell this one. Pictures to follow when finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going. . .&lt;/span&gt;nowhere this week. Homebody all week. Wow, I can't remember the last time that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am reading. . .&lt;/span&gt;A Grace Chapel Inn book. And Nancy Drew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am hoping. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FaxoW3ZmI/AAAAAAAAAII/-jhRU__DP_4/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FaxoW3ZmI/AAAAAAAAAII/-jhRU__DP_4/s320/around_the_house_3292010+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454240432415794786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a stand of popple trees that is across the road from us. I am hoping to see a haze of green soon where eventually leaves will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing. . .&lt;/span&gt;A Sherlock Holmes movie my husband is watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7Fc3uE7MwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yWgLSHTarNk/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7Fc3uE7MwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/yWgLSHTarNk/s320/around_the_house_3292010+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454242736053629698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is my Christmas village. I am just now putting it away. The snow melted in front of the shed 2 weeks ago, but it took me this long to get to it. The books above are what I use to give the different buildings the look of a variety of heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things. . .&lt;/span&gt;SPRING!! Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week. . .&lt;/span&gt;I store my off season clothing in the shed contained in tubs. When I got into the shed today one of them had water on the lid. The roof leaked. I am praying that the clothing inside is not ruined. It is 1/2 of my summer clothing. Now while I would love new summer season clothes, I can't afford them right now. So  this week I will be cleaning those clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my picture book....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FeQA-oMHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JpFfce5zaFQ/s1600/around_the_house_3292010+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FeQA-oMHI/AAAAAAAAAIY/JpFfce5zaFQ/s320/around_the_house_3292010+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454244252955979890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Randy. He is named after my BF,who taught him how to play when he was a baby. Now he is my helper in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Peggy  at The Simple Woman’s Daybook for this wonderful meme. Visit Peggy starting Tuesday to find the list of participants in this week’s Daybook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2124416579191615764?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2124416579191615764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook-march-29-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2124416579191615764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2124416579191615764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook-march-29-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - March 29, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S7FW3Fuu1HI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NLY4JD-UjD0/s72-c/around_the_house_3292010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8051298832103026992</id><published>2010-03-28T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:12:26.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mahem - The Annoying Meme March 28, 2010</title><content type='html'>Monday Mayhem&lt;br /&gt;The Annoying Meme&lt;br /&gt;March 28, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about people that you spend time with outside your home (coworkers etc)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rudeness that seems to be normal these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about people in your home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His incessant noises. He makes this noise that sounds like static. ALL DAY AND NIGHT LONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about talking on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who let their children (14-16) interrupt our long distance conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about the over-used terms that people use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that evidently no one can think for themselves and need to have catch phrases. Isn't there an original thought left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about restaurant foods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality and the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about restaurant servers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multiple piercings. I mean really I don't care to see a stud on the tongue of my server or one in their lip. EWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about reading other blogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giveaways that I have to post back to my blog and then go onto Twitter to get more entries. Or worse go to another web site entirely. I don't bother with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about memes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about commenting on blogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to comment but don't always have anything to say. So I just don't. This is something that probably annoys other bloggers about people like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about people who chew gum?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they crack it. One time I was in for a mammogram and the tech kept cracking her gum right in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about driving on the highway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tailgaters. I mostly drive on a 2 lane highway. I hate it when they are right behind me and I am doing more than the speed limit. Where would they like me to go? Wait don't answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about shopping at Walmart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that nothing is made in the USA and most of it is made in China of all places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about your gender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whiners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older I get the bigger my foot gets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about shopping for clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That they keep making them smaller but not changing the size. That and the prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What annoys you about music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs whose words I can not understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about drinking alcohol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What annoys you about pizza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That pizza places keep trying to improve on something that is already perfect. Stuffed crust, square, different types of sauces, etc. Oh and people who put mushrooms and or anchovies on a beautiful pizza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8051298832103026992?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8051298832103026992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-mahem-annoying-meme-march-28.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8051298832103026992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8051298832103026992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-mahem-annoying-meme-march-28.html' title='Monday Mahem - The Annoying Meme March 28, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5182946795643370096</id><published>2010-03-27T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:33:45.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised</title><content type='html'>March 28, 2010&lt;br /&gt;12:58 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate trying to think of something to write in the topic line of an email and I just realized now that I don't like here any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did say the other day that I would write about the things that I would or would not do with my new and improved (?) blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I won’t do right away because I don’t know how….yet.  These things partly include the borders. I see on other blogs that people have put family pictures there. I would like to do that but I have not figured it out yet. But, given time I am sure that I will. &lt;br /&gt; I won’t be putting pictures (badges?) of web sites that I want you to try.  I know that some of you make a salary of sorts from doing this, but it is not my desire to make my blog a commercial.  If I have a super, fantastic, wonderfully, amazing product to tell you about it will be in my blog and there will be no compensation to me. &lt;br /&gt;I probably won’t have very good punctuation because commas and semi-colons confuse the heck out of me. I try to use them properly, but I am sure I make a lot of mistakes. I know that I must have learned all about punctuation in the many writing classes that I have taken, but my brain just isn’t bringing any of the rules forward…yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I will be doing are: staying with the memes that I participate in. I do enjoy them and sometimes they help get my creative thoughts moving.  I will always give credit where the meme came from but as for a link back to it, well that is one of those things I have yet to learn. &lt;br /&gt;I am going to write about things in my life. It might not be so much day to day because my life day to day is pretty much the same. However, I will write about things, thoughts that are happening around me. I don’t know if it will be everyday but certainly several times a week.&lt;br /&gt;I may write about stuff that happened when I was growing up. In fact I know of one such story right from the start. &lt;br /&gt;I will share pictures when I have them. I am going to try and be more proficient with my camera. Especially now that I almost have it figured out. I am also going to see about getting my scanner hooked up. I have lots of pictures that I would like to share if I can get them into the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until next time...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85790/trudem/15760c7f4d1bf27639b8442a284e284b.png" border="0" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathy from Reflections by Kathy taught/told me how to sign my name.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kathy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5182946795643370096?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5182946795643370096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-promised.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5182946795643370096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5182946795643370096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/as-promised.html' title='As promised'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5937261130415539051</id><published>2010-03-27T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T18:08:31.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing The 35 Questions X 2 - March  27, 2010</title><content type='html'>Sunday Stealing&lt;br /&gt;The 35 questions X 2&lt;br /&gt;March 27, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How far away is the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 50 miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Has someone ever told you they would be with you forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Last person you were in a car with&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;My aunt and cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Any plans for tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. How long does it take for you to take a shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 10 minutes in the water, about another 15 in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Best friend or close friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Is tomorrow going to be a good day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not psychic  so I have no way of knowing, but I sure hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Did you kiss anyone Friday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Ever thrown up in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mispent youth I did too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. What's on your mind RIGHT NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. Who was the last person you talked to&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;My husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. What is the WORST subject they teach at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhEd and/or sports. Ever notice how the Arts are the first subjects to get cut but NEVER the football, or basketball, or volleyball? Aren't the arts important any more? Oh don't get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13. Have you seen anyone lately that you don't get along with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seem too many people lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14. What is your favourite colour top to wear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15. Have you ever been in a car accident?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in 3 rear end accidents. I was the one getting hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16. What's the closest thing to you that's green?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shirt I am wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17. Where would you like to be right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the city.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Write down some lyrics to the song you're listening to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think there are any lyrics. It is the theme music to PBS Sherlock Holmes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19. How many dogs do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20. Is anything bugging you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about everything. I'm kinda crabby tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21. Is life going right for you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Is there someone you care about more than yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;23. What made you laugh today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24. What was the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless in Seattle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;25. Whats the last conversation you had about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;26. What were you doing at 7:00 this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;27. Do you like your hair long or short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28. Do you want to see somebody right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;29. Do you like the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is a warm rain I like to walk in it. If I am in a warm house and it is a cold rain, yes I do like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30. Did you have a valentine this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;31. The last person you kissed needs you at 3 am, would you go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you honestly say you'd risk your life for someone else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Honestly, if you could go back 1 month and change something would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I sure would. I wouldn't make the mistake in the checkbook that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;34. How do you feel about boys smoking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didn't smoke, and I sure wish no one else did either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;35. Could you see yourself with someone forever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose since I am married for almost 20 years, yes I can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5937261130415539051?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5937261130415539051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-35-questions-x-2-march.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5937261130415539051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5937261130415539051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-35-questions-x-2-march.html' title='Sunday Stealing The 35 Questions X 2 - March  27, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6494753485474032238</id><published>2010-03-25T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:59:27.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have finally done it...I think.</title><content type='html'>Today is March 25, 2010. A while ago I gave thought to blogging more about myself, more of my thoughts and ….err my opinions.  Not that I thought anyone would really care, but the reason I started blogging was to give myself a voice and to do some writing.&lt;br /&gt;Today is that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago I went out of town to visit my aunt, and cousin. I had a wonderful time with them. We did so many things, but one thing that stands out is our trip to the Habitat for Humanity Store. If you have never been to one check out their web site to see if there is one in your area. The things in the store are incredible, things that have been left over from new construction and things that have come from a remodel of someone’s home.  You can purchase wood, doors, windows, light fixtures, washers, dryers, the proverbial kitchen sink and yes even a Jacuzzi. The prices for these things are rock bottom. My cousin bought a bathroom sink for $15.00. It looked brand new.  Most of the people who work there are volunteers and all money made goes back to Habitat for Humanity. What a great place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6v_HEKIMmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IuEdFx1WKss/s1600/ar_dan_3-14-10+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6v_HEKIMmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IuEdFx1WKss/s320/ar_dan_3-14-10+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452732270702506594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from the above picture my aunt has a green thumb. This is her amaryllis that has been blooming since Christmas. Her Christmas cactus blooms at Easter. She has an extraordinary garden outside also that my cousin helps with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wAMN-NTPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_ELkCSb6rUU/s1600/ar_dan_3-14-10+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wAMN-NTPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_ELkCSb6rUU/s320/ar_dan_3-14-10+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452733458747837682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wALvCPR5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ImUfoSPvv7o/s1600/ar_dan_3-14-10+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wALvCPR5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ImUfoSPvv7o/s320/ar_dan_3-14-10+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452733450443245458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cats live in the house with my aunt. They allow her and my cousin to reside with them.  They are nice enough, but of course not as grand as my cats, but then none are. The cat sitting on the stool likes to have my aunt sing Frere Jaques. The kitty will climb all over my aunt, giving her kisses. When my cousin gives the evening yell that it is, “Brushy time” the other cat comes running.  Yeah, I know pretty special, but you don’t know mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wDJSWBrgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pLjiuK1ZY5s/s1600/ar_dan_3-14-10+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wDJSWBrgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pLjiuK1ZY5s/s320/ar_dan_3-14-10+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452736706916756994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wCeBzX3-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CwET7ozTKEM/s1600/ar_dan_3-14-10+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6wCeBzX3-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/CwET7ozTKEM/s320/ar_dan_3-14-10+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452735963742068706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two pictures are of a lake near where my aunt lives. I promise it is a lake. I don’t live on either coast and the ocean has not frozen over. This is a huge lake and would take hours to drive all the way around it.  You can not see the opposite shore.  The ice won’t be out of the lake until late April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there you have it. My first installment of things in my life.&lt;br /&gt; I think I will leave for now, but will return with some things that I will do and not be doing on my blog. Again, not because anyone will really care but because I need to state these things for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I will learn how to do one of those fancy signature things but until then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for stopping by,&lt;br /&gt;Trudy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6494753485474032238?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6494753485474032238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-finally-done-iti-think.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6494753485474032238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6494753485474032238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-have-finally-done-iti-think.html' title='I have finally done it...I think.'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S6v_HEKIMmI/AAAAAAAAAHA/IuEdFx1WKss/s72-c/ar_dan_3-14-10+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-7455987896255887795</id><published>2010-03-24T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:26:15.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - March 24, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;March 24, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme is Spring . . . and any other random questions that crept in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  What is your favorite sign of Spring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to hear the Canadian geese fly overhead on their way back home. I like to watch the buds on the trees start to appear. Those are sure signs of Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.  Did you remember to spring forward on March 14?  If not, how did it impact your day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not at home, but my husband remembered to set them ahead. I reminded him. I love daylight savings time. I am always eager for the day to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.  If soil, time, talent and climate were no problem, what vegetable would you plant in a garden this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a toss up between tomatoes and sweet corn. I have never had any luck with either one. Now I buy them at a produce stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  If soil, time, talent and climate were no problem, what fruit would you plant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think oranges or bananas. You can do many things with both. But I truly love avacadoes. Hmmm, may I have all three?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  What is your least favorite insect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kind that fly or crawl or bite or sting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  March 22 was World Water Day. To celebrate, here are some water questions. Do you drink bottled water? If so, what brand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only if I forget my water bottle. I need a bottle of water in the car when I am shopping and try to bring mine everywhere. IF I have to buy it it will be whatever is cheapest with a sport top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Have you ever been somewhere that it was not safe to drink the local water? If so, how did you handle that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got Culligan as a monthly service for reverse osmosis I don't think ours was very healthy. It is full of rust and small grains of sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  How many glasses of water do you drink per day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aim for 10 but it is usually around 8 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  March 24 is the birthday of Harry Houdini.  Have you ever watched a professional magic show? Share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to watch David Copperfield on the television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10.  Have you ever been a participant in a professional magic show (up on stage!)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in college there was a magician in the student center one day. He also did hypnosis. I was onstage. This is also my most embarrassing moment. Enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. March 24 is also the birthday of Steve McQueen and Clyde Barrow. Do you like Westerns or gangster movies?  If so, what is your favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I prefer Westerns because I know who the good guy is. In a gangster movie sometimes I find myself rooting for the bad guy. Not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. (Really random)  What U.S. state that you've never visited would you like to visit someday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine. I love the looks of it. The craggy rocks and the ocean are beautiful. Plus I love lobster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-7455987896255887795?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7455987896255887795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-dozen-march-24-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7455987896255887795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7455987896255887795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-dozen-march-24-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - March 24, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8101761581606858858</id><published>2010-03-23T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T17:01:56.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on your Nightstand - March 2010</title><content type='html'>What's on your Nightstand?&lt;br /&gt;March 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have on my nightstand at this time way too many books for just one month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Drew The Clue in the Jewel Box&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Drew The Sky Phantom&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Drew The Witch Tree Symbol&lt;br /&gt;The Whistling Season by Ivan Doig&lt;br /&gt;Please Help Me God by Sister Mary Rose McGeady&lt;br /&gt;Death's Domain by Alex Matthews&lt;br /&gt;A Wild Cold State by Debra Monroe&lt;br /&gt;Band Room Bash by Candice Speare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there were a category for What's by your living room chair I would have 4 or 5 more to add.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8101761581606858858?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8101761581606858858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-on-your-nightstand-march-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8101761581606858858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8101761581606858858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-on-your-nightstand-march-2010.html' title='What&apos;s on your Nightstand - March 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1634644652031887099</id><published>2010-03-22T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:49:41.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Mahem:Yes and No March 22, 2010</title><content type='html'>Monday Mayhem&lt;br /&gt;Yes and No&lt;br /&gt;March 22, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Googled yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;   2. Googled your neighbor?&lt;br /&gt;No ( but now I will)&lt;br /&gt;   3. Used Google maps to spy on someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;   4. Spied on someone via Facebook?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;   5. Friended someone on Facebook that you don't know?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6. Tweeted gossip?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;   7. Followed a celeb on Twitter?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;   8. Kissed any one of your Facebook friends?    &lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;   9. Regretted an online relationship?   &lt;br /&gt;No     &lt;br /&gt;  10. Dumped someone online?   &lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;  11. Played a prank on someone online? &lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;  12. Spied on a High School bully online?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;  13. Written a nasty email?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;  14. Sent something X-rated via email?&lt;br /&gt;NO!!&lt;br /&gt;  15. Searched your state's/locality's database for predators?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!!&lt;br /&gt;  16. Done an online search on someone's traffic offenses?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;  17. Ordered dinner online?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;  18. Purchased something over $250 online?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;  19. Left an anonymous comment?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;  20. Checked out someone else's email (as in spy on your s.o.)?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1634644652031887099?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1634644652031887099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-mahemyes-and-no-march-22-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1634644652031887099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1634644652031887099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-mahemyes-and-no-march-22-2010.html' title='Monday Mahem:Yes and No March 22, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2520229675766628606</id><published>2010-03-20T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T19:34:09.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: The Eight Tens Meme - March 20, 2010</title><content type='html'>Sunday Stealing: The Eight Tens Meme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN TO START.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, married almost 20 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Are you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Are you bored&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Are you naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Are you a blonde?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Are you moody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Are you a lover/hater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Are you hot/cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Are you Irish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tiny bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Are you Asian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN FACTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trudy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Nicknames:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gert...but ONLY my brother dares to call me the hated name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Birth mark:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On thigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Hair color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural? Forgotten. Now? blondish red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Natural hair color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Eye color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazel/green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Height:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Facebook Mood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Favorite color:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. One Place to Visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mississippi Headwaters, Bemidji Minnesota. You can say you walked across the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, love needs to develop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Do you believe in soul mates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Except for God.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever been hurt emotionally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever broken someone’s heart&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever liked someone and not told them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I bold that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Are you afraid of commitment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty years married? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Who was the last person you kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN THIS OR THAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Love or lust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Cats or dogs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats all the way. Cats rule, dogs drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. A few best friends or many regular friends&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;One best friend, a few regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Television or internet&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I can't have both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Chinese Or Indian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Wild night out or romantic night in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Money or Happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Night or day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. MSN or phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Been caught sneaking out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Been skinny dipping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Stolen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Bungee jumped?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lied to someone you liked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Finished an entire jaw breaker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Wanted an ex bf/gf back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Cried because y&lt;/span&gt;ou lost a pet?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Wanted to disappear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN PREFERENCES IN A PARTNER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Smile or eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Light or dark hair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Hugs or kisses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shorter or taller?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Intelligence or attraction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Romantic or spontaneous?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Funny or serious&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Older or Younger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Outgoing or quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Sweet or Bad Ass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN HAVE YOU’S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Ever performed in front of a large crowd?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Ever done drugs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Ever been pregnant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ever been on a cheer leading team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Ever Been on a dance team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Ever been on a sports team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Ever been in a drama play/production?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ever owned a BMW, Mercedes Benz, Escalade, Hummer or Bentley?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. Ever been in a rap video?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;TEN LASTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Last phone call you made:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Last person you hung out with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Last time you worked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. Last person you tackled:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Last person you IM’d:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Last person(s) you went to the movies with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Last thing you missed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last thing you ate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brownie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2520229675766628606?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2520229675766628606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-eight-tens-meme-march.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2520229675766628606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2520229675766628606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-eight-tens-meme-march.html' title='Sunday Stealing: The Eight Tens Meme - March 20, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-617076873058392313</id><published>2010-03-10T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:32:16.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on the Tenth - March 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>Ten on the Tenth&lt;br /&gt;March 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signs of Spring. Most of these have not yet reached my house but I remember from past years that they eventually do happen here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;  The sound of the Canada Geese returning. Their honks can be heard as they fly overhead. I like that they announce their arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.  Raccoons and skunks seen on the highway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;  Flying bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;  Trilliums coming up in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;  Forget - me - nots taking over the yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;  The absence of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;  Longer days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;  A loamy smell in the woods. A good clean dirt smell from the decaying leaves of last fall turn into black dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;  Feral cats becoming mommies. We always have a couple litters of babies in the Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the number one sign of spring is (insert drum roll here).....&lt;br /&gt;   The Chinese Beetle or as we unaffectionatly call them biting lady bugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-617076873058392313?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/617076873058392313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/ten-on-tenth-march-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/617076873058392313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/617076873058392313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/ten-on-tenth-march-10-2010.html' title='Ten on the Tenth - March 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5298364133073635229</id><published>2010-03-10T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:04:54.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - March 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Random Dozen &lt;br /&gt;March 10,2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;So here are your random plinko questions lined up in a row just like tin cans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old is the oldest pair of shoes in your closet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the oldest pair of shoes is almost 20 years old. I wore them when I got married. They are so uncomfortable that I doubt I have worn them since, but can't throw them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Did you buy Girl Scout cookies this year? If so, what variety?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw any Girl Scouts to buy from. The Girl Scout I used to know is not a member now. I would have bought Thin Mints. I live for Thin Mints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Do you know how to ballroom dance? If not, would you like to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how. I would love to learn. Ever since I first saw "An American President", I have wanted to dance the way Annette Benning and Michael Douglas did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Were you a responsible child/teenager?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a lot of ways I was responsible. My mom went back to work when I was in the 6th grade. It was up to me to come home from school and get dinner started. I made out the grocery list each week. That ended when I went into high school. Then I became so very rebellious that I shock myself now at how bad I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. How many of this year's Oscar-nominated movies did you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say I didn't see any. I haven't been to a movie in about 4 years. I am going to change that this year. Even if it means going alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. If you're going to have a medical procedure done, such as having blood drawn, is it easier for you to watch someone else having the procedure done or have it done yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind watching when I have blood drawn once the needle is in. I don't like to see the initial poke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. What is your favorite day of the week and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it has to be Monday but I am not sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mom, my dad, my friends in WA state that I have never even met, I miss my cousin that died 1 1/2 yrs ago, I miss my son who I don't see nearly often enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. Do hospitals make you queasy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No they do not. They serve a purpose. When I have been the patient I put my trust in their knowledge. Knowledge that I lack. When I go to visit I go with a caring heart and hope to give something to the person I am visiting. Even if it is only a fleeting smile or a minute to forget why they are in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10. At which store would you like to max-out your credit card. Not that you ever would, you responsible person, you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tough one. Probably most likely a bookstore. Then a shoe and purse store. I can't imagine being able to buy any of those things brand new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. Are you true to the brand names of products/items?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never change brands of TP or laundry soap. Before the recession I never changed brands on anything. Now I buy whatever is cheapest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. Which is more difficult: looking into someone’s eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someone’s eyes when he/she is telling you how he/she feels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to discuss feelings no matter who is doing the talking. I mean what is the point? I either like/love you or I don't. And I probably can guess how you feel about me so why discuss it into the ground? This, what my DH calls an attitude, drives him crazy. He always wants to TALK. I tell him I love him, what more does he want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5298364133073635229?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5298364133073635229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-dozen-march-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5298364133073635229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5298364133073635229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-dozen-march-10-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - March 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3461405231006007375</id><published>2010-03-09T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:15:29.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious as a Cat- #209 - March 9, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Curious as a Cat&lt;br /&gt;#209&lt;br /&gt;March 9, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Have you ever had a friend date someone you couldn't stand? How did you handle that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I have. I tried really hard never to be around when he was with her. This was a firend boy who had a hated GF. I could not stand her and luckily he got smart and dumped her before I had to tell him what she was really like. This was of course centuries ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2) Among all your close friends, who is the cutest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without mentioning names it is my BFF. She has the wittiest smile and the twinkliest (I just made up this word)eyes. She can raise one eyebrow up her forehead when in doubt of something. Very cute indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3) Do you have someone wrapped around your finger? Or are you wrapped around someone else's finger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think either of these is true for me. I can not be controlled just by someones will. Also, I don't like to hold control over another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture is a hot summer night. It is at the end of a summer festival.The fireworks are glorious. Even the mosquitoes are awed by the beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3461405231006007375?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3461405231006007375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/curious-as-cat-209-march-9-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3461405231006007375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3461405231006007375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/curious-as-cat-209-march-9-2010.html' title='Curious as a Cat- #209 - March 9, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6660709051402663255</id><published>2010-03-08T18:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T00:15:12.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - March 8, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;March 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Today… Monday, March 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/span&gt;gloomy. cloudy. Fog this morning. But and this is huge...the snow is melting. There is hope for Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/span&gt; about getting a very small piercing in my nose. I mean very small. I saw one and it was so cute. But I am worried that I may be too old. I am also thinking that I might start doing a more day to day type blog. Like what most people do. I am a little worried that I don't have enough to write about. However, it would be a perfect place for me to have a voice. I don't want to be all negative. I only have 25 followers and would hate to lose any. Some prayer is needed on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/span&gt;God who will forgive me even when I find it hard to forgive myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/span&gt;dark green pants, lavender sweater, socks, and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...&lt;/span&gt;to make sure the house is clean by Friday. I won't be here for a few days and don't want to come home to a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...&lt;/span&gt;"High, Wide, and Lonesome" by Hal Borland. It is about his family and when they relocated from Nebraska to Colorado in the early 1900s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...&lt;/span&gt;my son. He turns 26 this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/span&gt;to get some things ready for sale on eBay this week. It has been a long time since I have done that, but now I really need to clear things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am learning...&lt;/span&gt;that I don't like the idea of growing older and don&lt;br /&gt;t know what to do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen…&lt;/span&gt;pork chops, mashed potatoes, fresh asparagus w/hollandaise sauce. Tomorrow baked fish, risotto, brussell sprouts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;rom around the house...&lt;/span&gt;laundry to be put away. A sweet treat to be baked. Kitties to be played with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some plans for the rest of the week...&lt;/span&gt;a haircut, grocery shopping, and pharmacy on Wednesday. Packing on Thursday. Travel on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try to add some photos of the baby blanket I crocheted, the hat, and the booties. I hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XAAsQbumI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PIuswmLBaZY/s1600-h/100_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XAAsQbumI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PIuswmLBaZY/s320/100_0062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446470442487102050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a model. I don't have any baby dolls. This is a hooded blanket. The booties are of 2 different styles, a regular type and a Mary Jane kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XAkFiJOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jB72dWHiiUU/s1600-h/100_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XAkFiJOyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/jB72dWHiiUU/s320/100_0063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446471050567695138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The hat is a simple crochet. I don't make very good tassles but I think it is kind of cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XA5oG3j1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/62FkwNo-cKc/s1600-h/100_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XA5oG3j1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/62FkwNo-cKc/s320/100_0064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446471420625784658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The booties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XB8CYt7jI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fu04DGL_weM/s1600-h/100_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XB8CYt7jI/AAAAAAAAAGw/fu04DGL_weM/s320/100_0066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446472561551339058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blanket has a hood that is crocheted right onto a corner. The hood can be seen more clearly in the picture with the dog (stuffed).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6660709051402663255?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6660709051402663255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook-march-8-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6660709051402663255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6660709051402663255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/simple-womans-daybook-march-8-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - March 8, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S5XAAsQbumI/AAAAAAAAAGI/PIuswmLBaZY/s72-c/100_0062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5043607124219098301</id><published>2010-03-06T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T17:27:56.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing - March 6, 2010</title><content type='html'>Sunday Stealing&lt;br /&gt;March 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have been married almost 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. What was your dream growing up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be a farmer's wife and have lots of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. What talent do you wish you had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could sing well. I sing badly now but very loudly. I would like to sing loudly but well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. If I bought you a drink, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a restaurant is would be root beer, with pizza it would be beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. What was the last book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The High and Lonesome by Hal Borland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. What zodiac sign are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libra&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Any tattoos and/or piercings? Explain where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two in my left ear, one in my right. I thinking of getting a little one by the side of my nose but am wondering if I am too old at 54.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. Worst habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Olympics&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have a pessimistic or optimistic attitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the eternal optimist.My family says I wear rose colored glasses. I say I look darn good in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;11. Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW! How serious should this be? OK not so much. I slammed my finger in the car door when I was about 16 and now that finger nail doesn't grow very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't drive a stick shift because I am left handed. I can't get my right hand to shift while the left foot is doing something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;13. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clowns are fun. Very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have thick, luscious hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would depend on the crime.  If the consequences could mean jail time, I would be your conscience. If it were a crime of fun I would be a partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16. Ever been arrested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I spent the night in a North Carolina jail. Waiting to sober up so I could drive the guys I was with home. They were worse off than I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;17. If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay down debt with some, have fun with some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18. What's your favorite place to hang out at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one were closer to where I lived it would be a bookstore, or a yarn shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19. Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived in a haunted house. Yes I am a believer even though I know I shouldn't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;20. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read, or knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21. Do you swear a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, in fact instead of saying cr**, I say crumb. But, if I am really , really angry I can let it fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;22. Biggest pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words pet peeve. Plus know-it alls who really know nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;23. In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not after 20 years of being married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;25. Do you believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for playing this week on Sunday Stealing! Please leave a comment or link when you have posted. Feel free to stop back and visit other player’s posts. Have a great week. See you next Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5043607124219098301?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5043607124219098301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-march-6-2010.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5043607124219098301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5043607124219098301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/sunday-stealing-march-6-2010.html' title='Sunday Stealing - March 6, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3633091510775369233</id><published>2010-03-03T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:36:27.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - March 3, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;March 3, 2010&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you prefer even or odd numbers? Any particular reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like even numbers. Six to be exact. There is a 6 in my birth date, in my husbands, my son's birth date adds up to 6, I was married on June 15 which is 6 for the month and another 6 for the 1+5, yes 6 is my number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. On a scale of 1-10, with 1 being "not at all" and 10 being Carly Simon-worthy, how vain are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably a 7. I am really vain about the way my make up looks like, especially my eye make up. However, I can pass a mirror without looking at it so maybe only a 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Among these Irish stereotypes, with which do you identify most closely? Talkative, Proud, Inquisitive, Love to party, Hot-tempered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a hot-tempered partyer. Or at least I was. I don't party so much any more. I can be quite talkative, depending on whom I am talking to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How lucky do you consider yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I used to gamble I was not very lucky at the casino. But not so unlucky either.&lt;br /&gt; I won a drawing here in blog world. &lt;br /&gt;But I am lucky in having a family that loves me no matter my faults. Sort of like God does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is the subject of your favorite post that you've written?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this is a 3 part answer because there are 3 things that I especially like. I wrote a post about a dear, dear man who went missing last July, the day before his grand daughter's wedding. I didn't receive any comments on it but I felt good about writing about Pete. &lt;br /&gt;I also wrote a poem, sort of. It rhymed anyway. I like that because it makes me smile. A poet I am not so this was fun.&lt;br /&gt;And then I wrote a 3 part mini-story about love, aging, and death. It is special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe March weather where you live in three words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year.....in like a lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How apt are you at detecting blarney when you hear it? (Smooth talk, flattery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite good at detecting it. My uncle used to give it to me with a smile on his face so I knew right away. I learned to recognize it that way. I also learned how to speak blarney from my uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How "green" are you, environmentally speaking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be, but I am not very successful at it. We don't have recycling where I live. The county used to have recycling sheds set up but people used them for things other than recyclables. The cost got to be too much. So all of our trash gets put into one container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite song this week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thanks to someone whose name I won't mention I can't get Carly Simon and You're so Vain out of my head. Plus I heard it on the radio. So I guess for this week it is that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You are walking along and see a coin on the ground. What denomination does it have to be before you will stop to pick it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a penny pick it up, all the day you'll have good luck. Then you put it in your shoe. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Complete the sentence: "Every time I look outside my window ...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see less and less snow. Yea!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was the #1 song on the day you were born? See this site to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is thanks, now I feel really old. I am so old that evidently  music had not been invented. My year was not listed. No wonder my hair is so gray, and my crows feet have legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saying I used to describe March is really...In like a Lion out like a lamb, In like a Lamb out like a Lion. I guess we will have a cold end of March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3633091510775369233?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3633091510775369233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-dozen-march-3-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3633091510775369233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3633091510775369233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-dozen-march-3-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - March 3, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1090988736215075461</id><published>2010-02-24T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:06:17.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - February 24, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;February 24, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever fired a gun or shot a bow and arrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have. I used to go deer hunting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you know where your childhood best friends are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,I don't. My closest childhood friend (after a 20 yr friendship) accused me of stealing money from her aunt. End of friendship. The other friends were into things that I decided I needed to leave behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you usually arrive early, late, or on time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 10 minutes early for doctor appointments. Otherwise on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you more of a New York or California type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely New York. I can't sit still. And when I do sit I have to be doing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a special ring tone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is Drift Away by Dobie Grey. Loved that song then and still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite type of chip?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain Ripple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Best comedy you've ever seen is ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On television it would be "M.A.S.H.", or "Everybody Loves Raymond" for obvious reasons.. In a movie form it would be "Grumpy Old Men" probably because it was original. Maybe "One Fine Day" too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever cut your own hair? To quote Dr. Phil, "How'd that work for ya?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have and do cut my own hair. My hair dresser says that I add texture to my hair and give her a challenge. I can't afford to go as often as I should for a hair cut so I resort to self-help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you were going to have an extreme makeover, would you rather it be about your house or your personal self?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both need so much help that I can't give a definitive answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Are you allergic to anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Why is it so hard to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because (1) we get comfortable in the way we think or act. &lt;br /&gt;        (2) change means breaking an old habit and making a new one &lt;br /&gt;        (3)change is an adventure into the unknown and the unknown can be scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;12. One last question dedicated to February love: CS Lewis said, "To love is to be vulnerable." Please share one example of that assertion or share any thought you'd like to about this topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be vulnerable is to open your heart to someone when you don't know what their response will be to you. Vulnerability leaves yourself open to possible hurt. Children, the old, and animals are the most vulnerable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1090988736215075461?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1090988736215075461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-february-24-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1090988736215075461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1090988736215075461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-february-24-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - February 24, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-9112718181841089904</id><published>2010-02-23T16:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:48:37.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - February 23, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;February 23, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;For Today…&lt;/span&gt; Monday, February 22, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/span&gt;it was sunshine all the way. The air was crisp but oh so very fresh. It was a day that made my heart sing because the sun was so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/span&gt; about my mom this week. It would be her birthday on the twenty-fifth. She always loved to celebrate her birthday. On her birthday she would smoke one cigarette and have a couple of glasses of wine. That was always part of her celebration. She has been gone since 1991 and I miss her still. She was such a large part of my life. I feel fortunate to have had her as my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/span&gt;my small belssings. Yesterday I needed to remind myself of all of the things I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; have in my life not of the things I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; have. One of the blessing I reminded myself of was God's love. I often forget that this is really the greatest blessing of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/span&gt;navy blue pants, a blue and white hoody, slippers and socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...&lt;/span&gt;to the library and the pharmacy tomorrow. The doctor has given me two new medications to try and rid myself of pain especially my hands and thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...&lt;/span&gt;I got a great deal on several books from the Grace Chapel series and am making my way through them. I love this series about the three sisters who set up a bed and breakfast in their family home. I am also reading a legal mystery and a Nancy Drew mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...&lt;/span&gt;my aunt. She had a death in her family over the weekend. I worry that she is not coping well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/span&gt;that the new meds make a huge difference in the way I feel each day. I don't like pain. I am also hoping to get to my aunt's in the next couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning...&lt;/span&gt;patience when learning a new crochet pattern. It seems that every two rows I have to rip out because the pattern doesn't end correctly. Before  I would have just given up but I am determined to see this pattern to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words...&lt;/span&gt;a bit of humor. "I am only as strong as the coffee I drink, the hairspray I use, and the friends I have."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen…&lt;/span&gt;tuna casserole, green beans, and salad, tomorrow chili with cornbread, Thursday baked chicken with dressing, beets, and a salad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...&lt;/span&gt; laundry, and dishes need to be done. I need to mix up some bread dough also. I haven't made bread since Christmas and my husband is groaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/span&gt;good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...&lt;/span&gt;trying to get the house clean, thinking ahead to Easter plans, and calling my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No picture to share this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-9112718181841089904?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/9112718181841089904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-23-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/9112718181841089904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/9112718181841089904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-23-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - February 23, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1141356526445754690</id><published>2010-02-17T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T17:27:11.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - February 17, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;February 17, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you could compete in one Olympic event (not necessarily winter sports) what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If competing meant that I was good at this sport I would be a figure skater because it means I am graceful. In the summer Olympics I would be a swimmer because it would mean I knew how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do remember a specific Olympic moment from the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a specific one because they are all so special. I am terrible with names but I do remember when that young man's sister had died but he went on to compete anyway because he thought he would want her to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever known anyone who competed in the Olympics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know this girl personally, but she was on the last winter Olympic women's hockey team. She comes from a little town of less than 2,000. I met her mom who of course was as proud as can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If everyday activities were Olympic-worthy, which activity would you have a gold medal in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could make gold in reading. I read many books at a time. I could also gold in salad making. I make fantastic salads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you know anything about your ethnic heritage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My cousin has traced our family back to the 1500's in Germany. And some of our family still lives in the same town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you enjoy sleeping late?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late for me would be 10 and no I do not. I think that the day is almost over and nothing has been accomplished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Have you ever performed CPR on anyone? Do you know how? (Yes, that's two, I know. Whatevs.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I have not preformed CPR on anyone, but yes I do know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name one country you'd like to visit and explain why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does our own country count? I would like to visit all of our states. I would like to learn more of our own history. After doing that then I would consider going to another country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Have you ever fixed up a couple romantically?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. It was horrible for all who watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is the last book you read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Drew Mystery of  Phantom Hill. Just finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you enjoy sleeping late? NO, YOU write the question! How's that for random??&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider cosmetic surgery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. If I could afford to have my eyes done I would have them done in a split second. They have bags, and hang over onto my eyelashes, and the lids are very crapey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your favorite meal at your favorite restaurant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite meal at any restaurant is a big salad. I could eat salad everyday of the week, but it always tastes better when I don't have to fix it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1141356526445754690?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1141356526445754690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-february-17-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1141356526445754690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1141356526445754690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-february-17-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - February 17, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-9082218082399076587</id><published>2010-02-16T16:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:09:04.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - February 15, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;February 15, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;            Today is: February 16, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/span&gt;the sun was shining all day. It looked warm outside, but it wasn't. The air had a chill that went right through to my bones. I don't know if that means it is going to get colder or not. I pray not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/span&gt;about my sweet aunt. I meant to call her today and forgot. She had a son die 12 years ago this week and I need to reach out to her. She had another son die 1 1/2 years ago. I worry about her as these anniversaries come around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful...&lt;/span&gt; for my brother's sense of humor. He sent me a long note without any punctuation. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;None!&lt;/span&gt; At the end he told me that I was now out of breath and that it was time to breath. Cracked me up right when I needed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/span&gt;navy blue pants, green fuzzy sweater, socks and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/span&gt;my cousins funeral 12 years ago. It was at his funeral that I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I went into the funeral heart broken, unable to stop crying. I came out a new woman. My friend was sitting at the back of the church, and as soon as she saw me she knew what had taken place within my soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am creating...&lt;/span&gt; a baby blanket to send to the hospital with the hat, socks, and mittens I have made. I decided that a blanket was needed to round off the outfit. If the hospital accepts these then I will make more sets. Or I will make whatever they have a need for. I finished a pet blanket for the local animal shelter last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...&lt;/span&gt;to an afternoon movie this week with a friend. Before that we are going to go to a couple of thrift stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading...&lt;/span&gt; The Bible in 90 Days (I just got my copy), Nancy Drew and the mystery of Phantom Hill, and one of the books of the Chapel Hill series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping/praying..&lt;/span&gt;the weather turns warmer soon, that my brother finds a new driving partner quickly, my husband's shaking doesn't get any worse. Thses are not in any specific order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hearing...&lt;/span&gt;the television. My husband is watching a tape from the original television series The Avengers with Dianna Rigg. He has almost the entire series on tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On my mind...&lt;/span&gt;my hearing test coming up on Friday. I don't know what to expect. I know that it is a painless test but still the unknown is taxing. I also am thinking about my son as always. He is never far from my mind. His birthday is in March and I have no idea what to get for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning..&lt;/span&gt;.more patience when I try a new crochet pattern. I just realized that I can't possibly know how to do it correctly the very first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words...&lt;/span&gt; Good looks catch the eye, but a good personality catches the heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/span&gt;last night tortillas with melted cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, salsa, guacomole, and sour cream. Tonight was pork ribs, sour kraut, potatoes, and carrots. Tomorrow hamburger hot dish. Thursday leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few plans for the rest of the week...&lt;/span&gt;movie with a friend, trip to library, laundry,  making bread dough, and a trip to the post office to mail the set to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...&lt;/span&gt; too much clutter. We didn't get the snow plowed away from in the front of the shed door before it turned to ice. I still have Christmas decorations around because we can not get the shed door open. I never thought I would start to really dislike the decorations but I think that their eyes are following me around the room. I need the sun to melt the ice so I can put them away until next Christmas before next Christmas gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/span&gt;is springtime. I love the earth coming back to life. I love to see in the distance a green haze on the trees. It signifies to me that the trees are greening up. It is a time of excitement for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From my picture book...&lt;/span&gt;my aunt and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S3tAw2IYI-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/a21l_nfWjjs/s1600-h/toms_memorial_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S3tAw2IYI-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/a21l_nfWjjs/s320/toms_memorial_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439012182888555490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-9082218082399076587?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/9082218082399076587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-15-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/9082218082399076587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/9082218082399076587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-15-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - February 15, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S3tAw2IYI-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/a21l_nfWjjs/s72-c/toms_memorial_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3073347651751338575</id><published>2010-02-15T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:05:12.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me Monday - Febraury 15, 2010</title><content type='html'>Not Me Monday&lt;br /&gt;February 15, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; accuse my husband of purposely sabotaging my trip to the city. I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; say the words, "You purposely broke my car." Never, because I know better, even if he did seem really happy once he knew I was staying home. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nope not me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; eat a dozen cookies at one time because I was pouting that my trip to the city was canceled. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nope not me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; lie to a friend and tell her she was supposed to call me instead of me call her. I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; be too tired to call a friend. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nope not me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; run out of suet for the birds. I would always have some extra on hand. I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; fry up bacon to put outside for them. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nope not me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3073347651751338575?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3073347651751338575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-me-monday-febraury-15-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3073347651751338575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3073347651751338575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-me-monday-febraury-15-2010.html' title='Not Me Monday - Febraury 15, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4459887309802190824</id><published>2010-02-14T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T01:15:25.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Stealing: The Clown's Meme 1 - 02/14/10</title><content type='html'>Sunday Stealing&lt;br /&gt;The Clown's Meme 1 &lt;br /&gt;February 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. How tall are you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;5 feet 1/2 in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Springlike weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. What’s the last movie you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the theater: Something about 911.I can't remember the name, but it was very good.&lt;br /&gt;At home: Gorrilas in the Mist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Who was the last person you called?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you received?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you prefer to call or text&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing at 12am last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divorced and deceased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;14. What color are your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greenish blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;15. What time did you wake up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;16. What are you wearing right now&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Jammys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite christmas song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Child is This?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bookstore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;21. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;22. Do you tan or burn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lived unde rmy bed.i never knew what IT was, just that something was under there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little baby kitten, he was climbing all over my husband while he was fixing the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;25. How many TVs do you have in your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;29. What color are your sheets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maroon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;31. What is your favorite season?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;32. What do you like about Autumn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooler temperatures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;33. What do you like about winter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stillness of the woods after a snowfall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4459887309802190824?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4459887309802190824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-stealing-clowns-meme-1-021410.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4459887309802190824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4459887309802190824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-stealing-clowns-meme-1-021410.html' title='Sunday Stealing: The Clown&apos;s Meme 1 - 02/14/10'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4138942471835654110</id><published>2010-02-13T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:22:28.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Saturday - February 13, 2010</title><content type='html'>Six Word Saturday&lt;br /&gt;February 13, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No trip to city. Car broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I was supposed to go to the city to watch the Olympics but the car broke. Or maybe my husband sabotaged it. I don't know. He was putting in a new battery and something shorted out. I have no lights (serious), locks (very Serious), radio (minor), and no horn. The radio and horn I could go without but not lights or locks. So there are no Olympics in my future, but a trip to the dealership is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4138942471835654110?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4138942471835654110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/six-word-saturday-february-13-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4138942471835654110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4138942471835654110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/six-word-saturday-february-13-2010.html' title='Six Word Saturday - February 13, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8717748055527863449</id><published>2010-02-10T18:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:41:59.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 on the 10TH - Febraury 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>10 on the 10Th&lt;br /&gt;February 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Valentines being Sunday I am going to list (I hope) 10 romantic songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   First Time Ever I Saw Your Face - Roberta Flack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   Wonderful Tonight - Eric Clapton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   Unchained Melody - Righteous Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   I Will Always Love You - Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.   Always On My Mind - Willie Nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.   I Can't Help Falling In Love With You - Elvis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.   When A Man Loves A Woman - Percy Sledge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.   I Got You Babe - Sonny &amp; Cher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.   Unforgettable - Nat King Cole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  You Are So Beautiful - Joe Cocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheew I did it. Didn't think I would for a while there. I had to reach way back for some of these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8717748055527863449?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8717748055527863449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-on-10th-febraury-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8717748055527863449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8717748055527863449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-on-10th-febraury-10-2010.html' title='10 on the 10TH - Febraury 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3148955136401058528</id><published>2010-02-10T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T18:15:54.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - Februaury 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;February 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Are you pleasant when you're ill, or are you a grumpy, fussy patient?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say I am grumpy, because I just want to be left alone. My husband wants to take care of me and tell me which medications I need to take. I listen and groan inside. I know he is trying to be kind but I just want to scream. So, yeah grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When you find out that school is canceled (due to inclement weather) what is your gut reaction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't affect me any more, but when my son got a snow day we loved it. We spent the day sleeping or coloring or baking. I liked the time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is one domestic skill you wish you could improve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping my kitchen clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you decorate your home for Valentine's Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. What song is on your mind today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the title. It is by Patty Lovelace. It is about a mom teaching her daughter how to say good-bye. That it is OK to hurt, and that it is OK to cry. Sad song but feel good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you prefer contemporary movies or classic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all time favorties in both catagories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How well do you "compartmentalize" your feelings? For example, how well can you put aside a really trying moment to deal with the immediate situation which is not related to the trying moment, e.g., putting aside a tiff with your spouse in order to finish wallpapering a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really very good at it. One time some one I was working with cut his finger off, and I was able to keep him calm while I walked him to the nurses office. After he was taken care of I passed out. I don't like blood. Another time my husband had hurt himself, but I didn't want to upset our son so I was just oh so cool. It wasn't until later that I went to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8. What is the first thing that attracted you to your spouse?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His chivalry. He treated me like a lady. After some really bad guys, he was just so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. When was the last time your heart raced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From physical exertion? When I brought the groceries in today. From romance? I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are your memories of Valentine's Day at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Catholic school, we didn't do Valentines Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you were going to receive candy for Valentine's Day, which would you prefer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove or Bliss. Dark or regular. Chocolate is chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Red or pink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely red. Yes definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3148955136401058528?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3148955136401058528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-februaury-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3148955136401058528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3148955136401058528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-februaury-10-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - Februaury 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4203446592832798652</id><published>2010-02-09T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T17:58:48.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious as a Cat Week Number 205  2-9-10</title><content type='html'>Curious as a Cat&lt;br /&gt;Number 205&lt;br /&gt;February 0, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Tell about a snowball fight you had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my twenties when this fight happened. It was late at night, at the end of a date. My boyfriend and I were sitting in the car saying our good night. As I got out of the car I reached up to the roof and grabbed a hand full of snow. I threw it in at him. He got quite the surprise. He then jumped out of the car, ran around it, and rolled me to the ground. And of course smeared my face with snow. We laughed. We got back in the car to catch our breath. He partially rolled down the window and threw in some snow. I did the same. As they say, the game was on. His car was so wet by the time I finally went in the house. I thought about him in the morning, having to get in it in dry clothes and drive to work. But I didn't lose any sleep because I was very wet myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Where is the best hiding place you know of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is for gifts then I would have to say the front of a piano. Unknown to most people the front panel of a piano comes off. If the piano is played I wouldn't recommend this place, however, if like my piano it has sat silent for years it is the perfect hiding place. I didn't know of this place until I was an adult and my mother told me. She always hid our gifts in our piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What extracurricular activities did you do while at school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warming a chair in the Principal's office, skipping out of class, smoking, and sassing the hall monitor. Do those count as extracurricular activities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Show and Tell.  What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why, but it reminds me of the monkeys hear no evil, see no evil, and hear no evil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4203446592832798652?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4203446592832798652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/curious-as-cat-week-number-205-2-9-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4203446592832798652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4203446592832798652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/curious-as-cat-week-number-205-2-9-10.html' title='Curious as a Cat Week Number 205  2-9-10'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6634518344264891736</id><published>2010-02-08T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:44:52.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Woman's Daybook - February 8, 2010</title><content type='html'>A Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;February 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For Today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/span&gt;it was blustery cold today. A little bit of snow fell, just a dusting really. The cats loved to chase the snowflakes. They never seemed content with the one they were chasing and had to quickly turn to find a better one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/span&gt; about the coming weekend. I am going to the city to spend time with my brother and SIL. I am also going to spend one day with my best friend. I will also watch the Olympics. YEA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful...&lt;/span&gt;today in the mail I received the book Read the Bible in 90 days. I qualified for a scholarship to receive this book free of charge. I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; so very thankful. I am excited to start this new journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/span&gt;black pants, moss green sweater, pinkish turtleneck, socks and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going...&lt;/span&gt;as mentioned to the city, grocery chopping for my husband's food while I am gone, chiropractor and to the book store this week all before Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On my mind...&lt;/span&gt;the smell of burnt leaves in my car. Yes, again. I fear that the mice have moved in again. I hope I was imagining it today. I don't have another $500.00 to get the car fixed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words...&lt;/span&gt; Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews 11:1  &lt;br /&gt;I love this sentence. It sums up all that there is to say about God's love for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen…&lt;/span&gt; Pork roast, mashed potatoes, and green beans for dinner tonight. Tomorrow chicken wings and salad. The rest of the week is up for grabs so far. I am going to make a dessert to take with me to the city. A chocolate something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house...&lt;/span&gt; I am considering hiring a bulldozer to come and push the house over. It seems easier than trying to clean it all. It looks like a bomb went off. If thieves came here they would not rob us because they would think we had already been robbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...&lt;/span&gt;chocolate chip cookies with ice cold milk. Warms the heart this does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am working on...&lt;/span&gt;a baby blanket to send with the hat set I finished. I will send them all to the local hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos to share this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6634518344264891736?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6634518344264891736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-8-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6634518344264891736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6634518344264891736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-8-2010.html' title='A Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - February 8, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1299867666318052762</id><published>2010-02-03T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T17:18:23.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads or Tails Tuesday _February 3, 2010</title><content type='html'>Heads or Tails Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;February 3, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tails&lt;/span&gt; week asking us to make a list of 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three businesses I would like to own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  A bookstore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  A yarn store&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  A yarn store with used books too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1299867666318052762?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1299867666318052762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/heads-or-tails-tuesday-february-3-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1299867666318052762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1299867666318052762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/heads-or-tails-tuesday-february-3-2010.html' title='Heads or Tails Tuesday _February 3, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4957180712143569505</id><published>2010-02-03T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:52:20.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen _ February 3, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;February 3, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you use the labels various charities send you as “free gifts?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guilty. But, I figure I didn't ask them to send them to me and they always say that the labels are a gift. I would be at fault if I didn't use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite time of day (or night) for skywatching?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a tough one. However, I think it has to be the night sky. I have memories of time with my son looking at the night sky. It was a rule in our house that if something exciting was supposed to happen during the night in the sky we would either stay up late or set the alarm to wake us up to watch it. We watched Halle's comet go by,  many  Northern Lights, and I remember another comet but can't remember the name. After he started to work/date he was under orders to wake me if something were taking place while I slept. Even now he will call me to keep me informed.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it would be the night sky. Sorry about the length of my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is the most adventurous you've ever been with trying a new food? (Keep it G-rated please&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I had squid. I tried it deep-fried with a light batter, sauteed with onion,pickled, and raw. I have to say I will never eat it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever heard a rock sing? (Trust me, there's a reason for this one!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I have. At a river, after a rain the rocks along the shore  sing a song. Also rocks that are hot sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you could learn a language you don't presently speak, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to learn American Sign Language. I think I could learn that language and put it to good use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6. Al Capone's tombstone read, “My Jesus, Mercy.” If you could write your own epitaph, what would it say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She loved life and the Lord."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you were a famous musician who was known by one name, like “Cher,” “Sting,” or “Jewel,” what would it be? It doesn’t have to be your first name, but it can be, if you’d like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAM, because those are my initials. I like that my initials are also a word. A word that is a hat and I adore hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever been inordinately “into” a television show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent years it was "The West Wing" but I could always record it to view later. In the 70s it was "M.A.S.H." the world stopped spinning when that show was on. In the 80s it was "Dallas", a bunch of us would be out together and leave where ever we were, race to a home , watch the show, and then go back out for our evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9. When you sneeze, do you go big, or do you do that weird “heenh!” sound that makes people think you’re going to blow your brains out? Any other variation we should know about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a loud a-chuw with the w sound going up on the scale. Someone I had not seen in a few years heard a sneeze come from a different aisle in a store. He knew it was me just by the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you still read an actual newspaper that you hold in your hands, or do you get your news elsewhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do a little bit of both. I read our local paper but find it lacking. Lacking in even local events. It is a biased paper and I get frustrated. I read online the national news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you a good speller&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I think I am. The problem with spelling online is a person just doesn't take the time to make corrections. And sometimes the correct spelling of a word doesn't look right and then I misspell it. Then that doesn't look right so I don't know what to do. I usually substitute a different word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. At what time each day do you start thinking about Lost lunch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't eat lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4957180712143569505?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4957180712143569505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-february-3-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4957180712143569505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4957180712143569505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-dozen-february-3-2010.html' title='Random Dozen _ February 3, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1101978599066392798</id><published>2010-02-01T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T19:58:45.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - February 1, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;February 1, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window...&lt;/span&gt;today was full of sunshine and blue skies. The birds were out in full force feeding at the feeders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking...&lt;/span&gt;about the cardinals call I heard yesterday. In the twenty years that we have lived here I have only seen 1 cardinal. I keep hoping to see and hear them more often. Hearing one yesterday renewed that hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for...&lt;/span&gt; my son who knew how to fix my computer. Last week it was infected with a vicious virus. I knew who to call. And now my computer is almost as good as new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing...&lt;/span&gt;blue pants, blue sweater, turtleneck with yellow flowers, socks, and of course slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering...&lt;/span&gt;my dad. For some reason he has been on mind a lot today. I miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am going...&lt;/span&gt;for a haircut this week, to the city with a friend, and grocery shopping tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading...&lt;/span&gt;"Mystic Lake" by Kristin Hannah and a Nancy Drew Mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping...&lt;/span&gt; to get a hat, mitts, and booties for the hospital in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind...&lt;/span&gt;our propane tank. I called today to remind the propane company to come out and give us a fill. Last night we were at 6%. They did not show up today with gas. I hope we make it through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that...&lt;/span&gt;my feet are really really cold. I need my wool socks tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words...&lt;/span&gt; No man hath seen God at any time. If we love one another, God dwelleth in us, and his love is perfected in us. 1John 4:12&lt;br /&gt;Perfect love is a huge thing to contemplate. I always thought the only perfect love was God's, but this says that God's love through me is perfect. Amazing.  I am filled with wonderment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen...&lt;/span&gt;tonight we had grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup. Tomorrow chicken and rice. Wednesday mock chow mein. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Around the house...&lt;/span&gt; it is quiet. The cats a resting up for a night of frolicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things~&lt;/span&gt;discovering a new author. Kristin Hannah is new to me. So far the book I am reading is so so good. Another favorite is finding a new to me quote from Scripture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1101978599066392798?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1101978599066392798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-1-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1101978599066392798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1101978599066392798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/simple-womans-daybook-february-1-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - February 1, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-185489249092577011</id><published>2010-02-01T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T16:50:21.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious as a Cat - February 1, 2010</title><content type='html'>Curious as a Cat&lt;br /&gt;February 1, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Did you wear hand-me-downs as a kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I was the oldest and the only girl. No one to pass clothes to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If you were to have the voice of any media personality, whose would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like Barbra Streisand's voice. She can really sing and her speaking voice is great also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you be willing to have horrible nightmares every night for a year if you would be rewarded with extraordinary wealth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am strange but I actually like bad dreams. It is like watching a horror movie or reading a scary book. Plus,  I know that I will wake up so nothing really bad can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Show and Tell.  What comes to mind first when you see this picture? Or, tell a story if it reminds you of one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fiuxRK_3neI/SmUN3hU9hgI/AAAAAAAABus/t0Yuv2kRikY/s1600-h/Skye+at+sunrise.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't get the picture to come up here. However, I think it is a picture of Roswell NM. I think I can see in the rays the space craft that so many people believe landed there. I don't personally believe that one did land but in this picture I can see one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-185489249092577011?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/185489249092577011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/curious-as-cat-february-1-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/185489249092577011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/185489249092577011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/02/curious-as-cat-february-1-2010.html' title='Curious as a Cat - February 1, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6403339053315410486</id><published>2010-01-31T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:09:58.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nancy Drew Readings for January 2010</title><content type='html'>I am going to try and read all 54 Nancy Drew books in 2010. The books that have the yellow hard covers. These are the books of my youth. &lt;br /&gt;They were my best friends. After reading 4 of these favorite books in January I remember why I loved them so much. I have re-read these books many times but, I think it has been about 5 years since the last time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember the endings. The story lines are unsophisticated, but then so were we when I was 13 and 14. &lt;br /&gt;The books I read in January are &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Book #1  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Secret of the Old Clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book #2  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Hidden Staircase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book #3  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Bungalow Mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book #18 &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Mystery of the Moss Covered Mansion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not read the books in order. I know that I have them all in my possession, however, I am having difficulty finding them.  Strange I say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6403339053315410486?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6403339053315410486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/nancy-drew-readings-for-january-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6403339053315410486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6403339053315410486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/nancy-drew-readings-for-january-2010.html' title='Nancy Drew Readings for January 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5403052412479486228</id><published>2010-01-29T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T18:15:11.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fill-Ins - January 29, 2010</title><content type='html'>Friday Fill-Ins&lt;br /&gt;January 29, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wouldn't it be easy&lt;/span&gt; i&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;f there were no evil in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Warm Spring air will feel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;better than ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I love the taste of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a really good cup of fresh coffee (Caraboo&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The cats are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;in the living room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The first thing we're going to do &lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hen Spring comes is to plant a garden of flowers. .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yesterday I heard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;drip, drip, drip;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and saw that the front window was leaking from the outside in. This is not a good thing&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;doing exactly what I am doing&lt;/span&gt;, tomorrow my plans include &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cleaning out a closet that has been bugging &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and Sunday, I want to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;finish up a baby cap and booties set for the local hospital._&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5403052412479486228?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5403052412479486228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-fill-ins-january-29-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5403052412479486228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5403052412479486228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday-fill-ins-january-29-2010.html' title='Friday Fill-Ins - January 29, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8398181144451162823</id><published>2010-01-27T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:55:42.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen _ January 27, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;January 27, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How good are you at delaying gratification&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;br /&gt;Not very. If I want it, I want it now. Not later. Like Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maybe a marshmallow wouldn't be too difficult a temptation for you. What food (or anything else) would be most tempting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I would say that putting chocolate in front of me would be a test. Or ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; On a scale of 1-10 (10 being saintly) how patient are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a 3 - 5. Not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have you ever waited for something in life only to be disappointed upon realization of the goal/object/etc.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited and waited what seemed forever to be 21 and then to be 30. I don't know what the big deal was for either age. Forty on the other hand .... and then there was 50...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are you a person who takes shortcuts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortcuts as in driving? Yes I do. Shortcuts for cooking? Of course. Shortcuts for life? There are none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Which line is hardest to wait in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As impatient as I am, I am really good at waiting in line. I just talk to people around me or make mental lists. But if I must state a line it would be in stopped traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Did you wait to discover the gender of your unborn child until its birth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was not facing the correct way to tell, but I knew anyway. I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are you more patient with children or the elderly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither really. If the truth be told I don't much care for kids. Except mine, and those who are close to me. But when kids are young I don't want to be around them. As for the elderly I am getting better at being patient with them. My aunt is so sweet and has helped me with that a lot and my husband is what you would call elderly and he is difficult but I have to try with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Did you ever sneak a peek at a present?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a kid I one time looked at all the Christmas gifts. It really wrecked the Christmas. My mom found a new hiding place the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is the longest you've ever waited for anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait? You mean I am supposed to wait? Whyyyyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who has more patience, you or your significant other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary as it is I have more patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which of the following songs about waiting is your pick for the best? (OK, you may substitute another, if you like.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Anticipation by Carly Simon&lt;br /&gt;B) The Waiting by Tom Petty&lt;br /&gt;C) Right Here Waiting for You by Richard Marx&lt;br /&gt;D) Wait for Me by Rebecca St. James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only recognize the one by Carly Simon so I guess that one. But I don't know for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-8398181144451162823?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/8398181144451162823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-dozen-january-27-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8398181144451162823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/8398181144451162823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-dozen-january-27-2010.html' title='Random Dozen _ January 27, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2230416847986105379</id><published>2010-01-26T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:11:33.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on Your Nightstand - January 2010</title><content type='html'>What's on Your Nightstand?&lt;br /&gt;January 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have onmy nightstand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stack of Nancy Drew mysteries&lt;br /&gt;The Weight of Silence by Heather Gudenkauf&lt;br /&gt;Firefly Lane by Kristin Hannah&lt;br /&gt;On Mystic Lake by Kristin Hannah&lt;br /&gt;A stack of cozy Mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to just pick up a book and read the back to see if it was a book I might like. Lately I have been reading reviews, then looking the book up on Amazon for more opinions, and then deciding. My must read list is growing faster than I can read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2230416847986105379?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2230416847986105379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-on-your-nightstand-january-2010.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2230416847986105379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2230416847986105379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats-on-your-nightstand-january-2010.html' title='What&apos;s on Your Nightstand - January 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2328863232735133596</id><published>2010-01-25T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:06:00.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - January 25, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;January 25, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Outside my window&lt;/span&gt;...it has been snowing and blowing. We have had nasty weather since last Thursday. Rain that day. The ice built up so fast on my windshield I had to stop to scrape it off. I have been in the house since. It rained/iced until yesterday when the snow started. The wind is howling hard tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking&lt;/span&gt;...that if I can get a month's worth of menus planned I will save so much money next month when I do our shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for&lt;/span&gt;... a good working furnace on this cold windy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing&lt;/span&gt;...brown pants, lilac colored sweater, wool socks, and of course slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering&lt;/span&gt;...that I need to remember to make a chiropractor appointment tomorrow and to call the insurance company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going&lt;/span&gt;...to finish up a set of preemie hat, mitts, and booties to mail off this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading&lt;/span&gt;...The Familiar Stranger. It is such a good book.I find it hard to stop reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping&lt;/span&gt;..to visit my aunt in February. I have to check the budget first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind&lt;/span&gt;...the argument I had with my husband today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that&lt;/span&gt;...my computer desk really needs a good cleaning. Maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words&lt;/span&gt;...To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul; in you I trust, O my God.Psalm 25:1-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;...tonight we had chicken burritos. Tomorrow a pork roast with potatoes and carrots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house&lt;/span&gt;... is a huge mess. Both of us a sorting through and throwing things away. You always have to make a bigger mess in order to make sense of the senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One of my favorite things&lt;/span&gt;... and...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From my picture journal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S15b2cva3SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/p7Rv9oNLaZE/s1600-h/100_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S15b2cva3SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/p7Rv9oNLaZE/s320/100_0049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430879191641546018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2328863232735133596?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2328863232735133596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-daybook-january-25-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2328863232735133596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2328863232735133596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-daybook-january-25-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - January 25, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S15b2cva3SI/AAAAAAAAAFc/p7Rv9oNLaZE/s72-c/100_0049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-3045792407538737570</id><published>2010-01-23T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:34:12.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in Use</title><content type='html'>I have never used my blog as a place to unload my feelings or current struggles. But today I am struggling and don't have an outlet for my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother of a 25 year old wonderful young man. He called me yesterday in tears. He was crying so hard I could not understand what he was telling me. I first had to calm him some so the words could come out of his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between tears and large gulps of air I learned that his favorite teacher had died. This teacher touched so many young lives. (There is a memory page for him on Facebook if you are interested. His name was Brian Flagsted.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my son about these memories. I told him it was OK to mourn. That it was OK to cry. I gave him comfort the only way I knew how. But I feel that I have somehow failed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him if he was going to the funeral. He said he didn't think he could handle it. I told him it would be good for him to go and be with people he knew that were feeling the same loss that he was. He told me yesterday that he would think about it. &lt;br /&gt;Today he told he was not going to go. I tried to talk to him about it and give him the reason again. I finally left it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother whose heart is aching for her son. I want so much to help him. But at the same time I know that because he is an adult he has to make his own decisions. My heart still aches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid he will regret not going. And regrets are something you can never get rid of, they are always with you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am rambling here. I am not even making very coherent sentences and I really hate that. I think my grammar might be off and oh forget about punctuation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am really glad to have this as a place to pour my heart out. I have always found solace in writing. I am hoping to find it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning on starting my short story yesterday. I could not. I couldn't again tonight. The story I am going to write is a happy story written from the perspective of a happy woman. Tonight I am not that woman.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is aching for my son. Am I over reacting to his hurt? I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-3045792407538737570?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/3045792407538737570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-in-use.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3045792407538737570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/3045792407538737570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-in-use.html' title='Not in Use'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1180146866034501874</id><published>2010-01-21T19:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:19:37.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekend Writers Retreat&lt;br /&gt;January 22, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Porch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1180146866034501874?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1180146866034501874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-writers-retreat-january-22-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1180146866034501874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1180146866034501874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-writers-retreat-january-22-2010.html' title=''/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-1616680312774961724</id><published>2010-01-20T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:53:13.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Cup of  Coffee - January 20, 2010</title><content type='html'>2nd Cup of Coffee&lt;br /&gt;January 20, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If you physically lock in one age for yourself, which would you choose and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be 25. I was having the time of my life at 25. I was still being carded at 25, for tobacco and drinks. I looked good, I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is the best dish that you cook or bake (your piece de resistance?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would have to be my potato salad. I don't like potato salad but my family is always asking me to make it so it must be good. I make a really good meat loaf too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When you feel blue, what is one strategy you use to help yourself back to normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go catalog shopping. With a catalog you can order anything you care to without worrying about the cost. I usually fill out the order form and then throw the catalog out. I also look online for new catalogs. I fix my hair and put on a full face of make-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; When was the last time you danced in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I was in the city at my friends house. We were listening to music in Wal-Mart and we just started to dance in the aisle. It was so spontaneous and so much fun. Her daughter saw us, shook her head, and walked away. We laughed right out loud then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you consider yourself a realist or dreamer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a second while I clean my rose colored glasses and get the sand out of my eyes. I am a huge dreamer. I like my life happy and refuse to see the negativity in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As a parent, what is one thing that you have done well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taught my son how to be respectful of all people. Even those people that you don't happen to like very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Which is your favorite character on the Andy Griffith show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be Opie. My son looked just like him when he (my son) was younger. Opie is so cute and makes me all squishy inside. I could just hug the stuffing out of him. I try to do that to my son too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On a scale of 1-10, how much do you know about Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe between a 4 and a 6. But not 5 really just somewhere in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your #1 driving pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tailgaters. Not only are they irritating but dangerous. I hate it when I am in the right lane on the freeway and they creep up behind me. It's like where am I supposed to go? If they want to drive faster they should be in the fast lane. Oh don't get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Which color best represents your mood today? Care to elaborate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am alert. I am lacking energy. I am in good spirits. I feel like I have had too much coffee but haven't. What color it that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If your spouse were an animal, which would he/she be?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If it is the middle of the night I would say a hog because he hogs the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What activity takes up the bulk of your time on an average day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading or needlework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-1616680312774961724?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/1616680312774961724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-cup-of-coffee-january-20-2010.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1616680312774961724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/1616680312774961724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/2nd-cup-of-coffee-january-20-2010.html' title='2nd Cup of  Coffee - January 20, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-5760020763721885722</id><published>2010-01-18T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T18:58:47.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Daybook - January 18, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;January 18, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window&lt;/span&gt;...it was a beautiful sunshiny day. Not a cloud to be seen. It was in the middle 30s. It was glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking&lt;/span&gt;... of the project I am starting tomorrow. I picked up a wall paper book at the thrift store last week. In it I am going to paste all of the recipes that I have collected. That way they will all be in one place. A huge project. After that comes a book for all of the craft patterns I have collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am thankful for&lt;/span&gt;... the life that God has given me. Sometimes I forget to be grateful. Sometimes I am stingy in my prayers. I don't give thanks where thanks are due. But God has provided for me wonderfully and I need to acknowledge that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing&lt;/span&gt;...blue pants, gray turtleneck, greenish blue sweatshirt, socks and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am remembering&lt;/span&gt;... MLK. I wonder what he thinks of having a day set aside especially for him. He probably feels unworthy of such a tribute. But not many other men deserve it as much as him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going&lt;/span&gt;... to the doctor later in the week. It is time for the annual physical. I know she is going to want to schedule the dreaded colonoscopy test. After that I am grocery shopping and going to the food coop. And I am going to schedule a hearing test for myself. Too many loud concerts I think. On the weekend a visit to the used book store. And I need to buy more baby yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading&lt;/span&gt;..."A Woman's High Calling" by Elizabeth George, I am starting to read "Familiar Stranger" by Christina Berry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping&lt;/span&gt;...that the nice weather hold for the week. Or maybe the month, or the rest of the winter season. My husband thinks it is our Indian Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind&lt;/span&gt;...I am trying to write the first part of a story in my head. I wonder if I can still do that. I used to right whole papers in my head before ever putting them to paper. I want to be able to post the first installment of the story by Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that&lt;/span&gt;...God works miracles even in the face of disaster. I just heard of a newborn baby being found alive in Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words&lt;/span&gt;..."Love makes the world go round" It becomes so apparent that we are all in this world together when tragedy strikes. People from all over hurry to help as best they can. That is love for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitche&lt;/span&gt;n...new chicken recipe for dinner tonight. Was so very good. Plus potatoes and green beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house&lt;/span&gt;...still Christmas decorations. I am slowly getting them put away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things...music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my picture journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needs to have is own pillow on the couch. But he isn't spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S1Ue5w33TeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgiR-HfC2go/s1600-h/100_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S1Ue5w33TeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgiR-HfC2go/s320/100_0056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428278903585590754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crocheted baby socks. I took an adult pattern and made it smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S1Ue5krWrtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HzFIwC01wFA/s1600-h/100_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S1Ue5krWrtI/AAAAAAAAAFM/HzFIwC01wFA/s320/100_0057.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428278900311895762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-5760020763721885722?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/5760020763721885722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-daybook-january-18-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5760020763721885722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/5760020763721885722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-daybook-january-18-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Daybook - January 18, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S1Ue5w33TeI/AAAAAAAAAFU/kgiR-HfC2go/s72-c/100_0056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-7755868163568586529</id><published>2010-01-14T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:45:29.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry on Tuesday #35 - January 14, 2010</title><content type='html'>Carry on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;January 14, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They met on a bright summer afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;At a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Love was all around. &lt;br /&gt;They got caught in love's grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dated. &lt;br /&gt;They played.&lt;br /&gt;They teased.&lt;br /&gt;They married.&lt;br /&gt;They loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was hard.&lt;br /&gt;They fought.&lt;br /&gt;They made up.&lt;br /&gt;They played.&lt;br /&gt;They loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They grew older.&lt;br /&gt;The fighting stopped.&lt;br /&gt;The playing stopped.&lt;br /&gt;The loving continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They needed glasses to see.&lt;br /&gt;They needed aid to hear.&lt;br /&gt;He needed help to eat.&lt;br /&gt;She was the help.&lt;br /&gt;The loving continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He forgot her name.&lt;br /&gt;He forgot his name.&lt;br /&gt;He forgot how to talk.&lt;br /&gt;He forgot how to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the worst of times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-7755868163568586529?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7755868163568586529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/carry-on-tuesday-35-january-14-2010.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7755868163568586529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7755868163568586529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/carry-on-tuesday-35-january-14-2010.html' title='Carry on Tuesday #35 - January 14, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-7167610205986147111</id><published>2010-01-13T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:27:27.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen _ January 13, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;January 13, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When was the last time you craved a food--what was it, and did you crave?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was last week and I craved Chinese food. Or maybe it was chocolate.Or maybe it was pizza. Those are the 3 things I crave almost constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M &amp; M's or Skittles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always M &amp; M's. And not peanut ones. I have never even tasted a Skittles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have you ever read the Bible completely through?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ashamed to say no I have not. Every year I try to do just that but some where a long the line I get side tracked. I pick up again but to say cover to cover no I have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How long does it take you to really wake up in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te older I get the longer it takes. I think I am fully awake in about 45 minutes. I use to jump out of bed and be ready to start my day. Sadly, that is no longer true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have you ever been on a cruise? If not, would you like to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I have never been on a cruise. I would like to take a cruise to Alaska. It was my mom's dream to do that, but she died before realizing that dream. I would like to do it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who is your favorite actress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathryn Hepburn without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;______ is something that I will just never understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra. I don't get it. I have taken it so many times and failed each time. Now my eyes go crossed just at the thought of it. I was so lucky that my son was a natural math whiz is school and didn't require mom's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;How much of a technology junkie are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I even understand the question. As long as my computer works and I can receive and send calls on my cell phone I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you enjoy selecting greeting cards for people, or is it more of a cultural "have to" for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to shop for cards. I spend an inordinate amount of time picking just the right card. Then sometimes I have to give more than one because I can not narrow it down to just one. Sometimes I pick a card up ahead of time only to lose it in the mess that is my house so I get to go card shopping again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When was the last time you got a new style/haircut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of a new do right now. I told my hairdresser to do whatever she wanted and now it is in the middle of a grow out to become what I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What do you enjoy shopping for most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bargains. Or shoes and purses. Or clothes. Or books. Lots of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What's the last thing you think of before you leave the house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How good it feels to be getting away for a few hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-7167610205986147111?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7167610205986147111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-dozen-january-13-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7167610205986147111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7167610205986147111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-dozen-january-13-2010.html' title='Random Dozen _ January 13, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-287884359295506051</id><published>2010-01-11T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:58:18.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simple Woman's Dayboook - January 11, 2010</title><content type='html'>The Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;January 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window&lt;/span&gt;... Beautiful sunshine. Blue skies. Cold wind but that's OK because the temperature is warming for our January thaw that we get in Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking&lt;/span&gt;... how nice yesterday was. We had Christmas with son and family. It was such a good day. Warmed my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am thankful for&lt;/span&gt;...nature. Specifically the woods I live in. See picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am wearing&lt;/span&gt;...pink sweater, black sweats, pink socks, and slippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering&lt;/span&gt;...how nicely the 2 children got along yesterday. Not at all like my brother and me when we were their ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going&lt;/span&gt;...with a friend on Wednesday to hit the thrift stores along a 50 mile line, and stop for lunch. Grocery shopping on Thursday, after we make up menu meals for the coming month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading&lt;/span&gt;...Nancy Drew Mystery of the Hidden Staircase. This is #2 in the series. I am going to re-read the entire series again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am hoping&lt;/span&gt;... I can get motivated to start an exercise program and to change my eating habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind&lt;/span&gt;...long distance friends that I owe letters to. I am terribly behind in my correspondence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticing that&lt;/span&gt;...it is staying light outside later in the day. It is not totally dark at 5:00 PM, almost but not totally. This is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words&lt;/span&gt;... I am drawing a blank. I guess none have made an impression on me today. This is NOT a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen&lt;/span&gt;... leftovers from yesterday. Ham, potato salad, rolls, Swedish rice, green salad. Later in the week bean soup from the ham bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around the house&lt;/span&gt;...a lot of work to do. Now that Christmas is officially over it is time to put away all thing Christmas. I love to put everything out but dread putting it away. Would anyone think I was strange if I left it all out til next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things&lt;/span&gt;...doing embroidery on a pretty spring tablecloth on a winter afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;From my picture journal&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S0vWvbnxIvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W6hIsUL_cHc/s1600-h/100_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S0vWvbnxIvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W6hIsUL_cHc/s320/100_0045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425666286454645490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-287884359295506051?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/287884359295506051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-dayboook-january-11-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/287884359295506051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/287884359295506051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-womans-dayboook-january-11-2010.html' title='The Simple Woman&apos;s Dayboook - January 11, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f-xOpZlPUvg/S0vWvbnxIvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/W6hIsUL_cHc/s72-c/100_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-673360183387413969</id><published>2010-01-10T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:39:10.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten on the Tenth - January 10, 2010</title><content type='html'>Ten on the 10TH&lt;br /&gt;January 10, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Life Lessons?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  The 10TH of the month comes around very quickly, and when you are the least prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  It will snow when the weather conditions are correct, not necessarily when the weather man says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Cats are not afraid of heights. As I have posted before one of ours climbs to the top of the bird feeder. Now he has taught 3 of the others to do the same. The bird feeder is about 7 feet above the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  On January 10Th at 7 in the morning it is still dark outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Apple pie, warmed, served with cinnamon ice cream is a very good dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  God will always have an answer to our prayers. It is just that sometimes the answer is NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  It is hard to put mascara on when A.)you are sweaty, AND B.) your hand is shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  When a tree falls in the woods and no one around they really do make a noise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Snowmobiles going the wrong way down the road at night, with their headlights on make drivers confused. This could be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am glad that this is ten on the tenth and not twelve on the tenth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-673360183387413969?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/673360183387413969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/ten-on-tenth-january-10-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/673360183387413969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/673360183387413969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/ten-on-tenth-january-10-2010.html' title='Ten on the Tenth - January 10, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-2164409640191625614</id><published>2010-01-09T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:56:49.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Word Saturday - January 9, 2010</title><content type='html'>Six Word Saturday&lt;br /&gt;January 9, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Second Christmas tomorrow. I am ready!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-2164409640191625614?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/2164409640191625614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-word-saturday-january-9-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2164409640191625614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/2164409640191625614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/six-word-saturday-january-9-2010.html' title='Six Word Saturday - January 9, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-6036323451047644881</id><published>2010-01-08T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:16:37.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday's Fave Five - January 8, 2010</title><content type='html'>Friday's Fave Five&lt;br /&gt;January 8, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My week of 5 favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  A good chiropractor. I have the best chiropractor in the world. He puts me all back in order so I can stand up straight. He fixes my neck so I can  hold it up. He gives me heck when it is obvious that I have been doing something that I have been warmed not to do. He is a good guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Screwball cats. One of the feral cats is just a joy to watch his antics.  He loves to sit on top of the bird feeder and watch the birds on the ground. He reminds me of Snoopy pretending to be a vulture. He sat on the top yesterday in a blinding snow until his gray coat was totally white. Then and only then did he jump down. Even the birds had left by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Getting ready for Christmas this Sunday with my son and his family. I feel more relaxed this time than I did for the real Christmas. I don't know why that it is but I really am enjoying it. I don't feel panicked or overwhelmed. Maybe this means I will actually enjoy the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Starting a new embroidery project. I just got my new kits in the mail today. Right away I put aside the socks I was crocheting and started to embroider. I am making a spring tablecloth. It is sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Good neighbors. I went to town yesterday and got all of my groceries for Sunday. All except the celery for the potato salad. You can't have potato salad without celery. I called my neighbor and she has celery for me. It saved me a trip to town (22 miles one way) just to buy celery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-6036323451047644881?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/6036323451047644881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/fridays-fave-five-january-8-2010.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6036323451047644881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/6036323451047644881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/fridays-fave-five-january-8-2010.html' title='Friday&apos;s Fave Five - January 8, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-4427284955972267358</id><published>2010-01-06T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:25:33.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC Wednesday Rd 5 - January 6, 2010</title><content type='html'>ABC Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;January 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ellow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yellow is Daffodils and Jonquils. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because I am blog illiterate and can't make the upload thing work I can't show any pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-4427284955972267358?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/4427284955972267358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/abc-wednesday-rd-5-january-6-2010.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4427284955972267358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/4427284955972267358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/abc-wednesday-rd-5-january-6-2010.html' title='ABC Wednesday Rd 5 - January 6, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-7573538749169721308</id><published>2010-01-06T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T17:45:25.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Dozen - January 6, 2010</title><content type='html'>Random Dozen&lt;br /&gt;January 6, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On a scale of 1-10, with 10 being a cranky-baby-hissy-fitter, how much of a complainer are you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would depend on what I am talking about and to whom. I don't complain about the things that I can not change. I mean why bother? But don't get me started about things that I think are totally wrong and that are within my power to change. I am a hissy fitter complainer then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When someone else is talking, do you listen, or are you thinking about what you're going to say in response? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, it would depend. If the person has been droning on for a while I might be trying to balance my check book in my head. If it is a friend I am listening intently. If it is a friend who has been going on for a while I am wondering when it will be my turn to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I just deleted 1062 messages from my email account. Do you have any plans for a clean sweep this month--of anything? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I am going to go through the pantry shelves. It scares me that I can't remember the last time I did that. I think it has been a couple of years. After that I am tackling the linen closet. It has become a catch-all place. Then comes my computer area. My word for the year is organization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tell us about your perfume. Was it a gift? What does it remind you of? Do you have a signature scent? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was using Cool Waters but have just found Dancing Water by Bath and Body Works. It smells just like the first but at a fraction of the price. I like it because it has a nice clean fresh scent. I had also tried Sensual Amber by BBW but my son asked me not to wear it because his girlfriend did. I didn't mind the change at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your best organizing tip for the new year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purge. This is not my original idea but it really does work. Use the three second rule. You either have to decide to keep it, throw it, or donate it in the first three seconds of touching an item. Take bags or boxes to the area where you are purging so they are handy. Be brutal. It is amazing how much stuff can actually be &lt;br /&gt;thrown out if you don't give yourself any leeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What is your favorite comic strip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get to read a comic strip in a paper too often but when I do I head right for Peanuts and Family Circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you sleep with a fluffy or flat pillow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flat hard pillow, cold only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What color is your kitchen? Why did you choose that color?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I didn't choose my colors, they chose me. I have not had a kitchen re-do since we bought the house in 1989. I still have an avacado green stove. It is an ugly kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What’s the most interesting bumper sticker you’ve seen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two of them. &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ET phone home. Your mom is looking for you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;AND one I made myself when my state was banning public cigarette smoking. I don't believe it is the governments place to dictate (yes I said it) what a private business owner may or may not allow in their establishment. It said:&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Legalize Cigarette Smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you prefer an expensive writing tool or whatever is lying around? (Are you a Montblanc or a Papermate?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could afford a Montblanc I would probably need that kind. I am picky about what I use to write with. My hands cramp up so easily that I often use 2 pens just to write my name. So when I can find a pen that allows me to use it without a cramp I keep it forever or until it runs out of ink. I really like the kind that have a little cushion at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What chore doesn’t feel like a chore – you just enjoy it (at least most of the time)?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like to vacuum and to dust. When I vacuum I can immediately see the results of my good job. And when I dust I can handle my treasured items and remember when and where I got them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;If your parents often repeated themselves, what is something one of them said more than once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If they jumped off a bridge would you too?" My mom said this every time I said someone else got to do something she had said no to. And when I said, "Well her mom said she could." My mom would reply, "I'm not her mom."&lt;br /&gt;The first time I said those words to my son I had to look behind myself to see if my mom was there because I could not believe that they had come out of&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; my&lt;/span&gt; mouth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6996641580605014611-7573538749169721308?l=trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/feeds/7573538749169721308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-dozen-january-6-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7573538749169721308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6996641580605014611/posts/default/7573538749169721308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trudystreasures-2cats.blogspot.com/2010/01/random-dozen-january-6-2010.html' title='Random Dozen - January 6, 2010'/><author><name>2cats</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10422139409011064601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6996641580605014611.post-8807550160664482510</id><published>2010-01-04T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:19:08.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Woman's Daybook January 4, 2010</title><content type='html'>Simple Woman's Daybook&lt;br /&gt;January 4, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside my window&lt;/span&gt; today was cold. Or maybe very cold. The high today was -2. No warm up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am thinking&lt;/span&gt; of all that I have to do before Sunday. My son comes with his family to have Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am thankful&lt;/span&gt; for my washer and dryer. I did laundry today and was reminded of a time when I had to go to the laundromat. I was certainly thankful not to have to go out in the cold today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wearing&lt;/span&gt; a green fleece sweater, a turtleneck shirt in different greens, and sweats, and of course slippers and socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am remembering&lt;/span&gt; seeing one of the feral cats today that I have not seen since fall. I am glad she is still with us. My husband said she was in the garage. Good for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently reading&lt;/span&gt; nothing. I am waiting to start a Nancy Drew mystery tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I am hoping&lt;/span&gt; we don't get any snow this week. I want good weather so that we &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; have Christmas on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my mind&lt;/span&gt; nothing that is bothering me. I am in surprisingly good spirits considering that it is still winter and not spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Noticing that&lt;/span&gt; gas has gone up again. I knew I should have filled up last week before it jumped again. Ten cents up from last week at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering these words&lt;/span&gt; I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone O Lord, make me dwell in safety. Psalm 4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the kitchen&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow we are having chicken breasts wrapped with
