<?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-3237379608642808680</id><updated>2012-02-15T13:24:22.437-08:00</updated><category term='rough patch'/><category term='yummy'/><category term='wisdom'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='free happiness'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='i robbed a thrift store'/><category term='family'/><category term='development'/><category term='rambly'/><category term='30daychallenge'/><category term='thrifty'/><category term='rambley'/><category term='guesty'/><title type='text'>the LIFE LESSONS blog {things crafty, thrifty, family, yummy &amp; rambly)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>176</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3033898352367233996</id><published>2012-02-14T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T11:30:24.204-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty'/><title type='text'>Lesson #180   My Valentine's Card Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Can Valentine's Day be &lt;b&gt;CHEAP&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;CREATIVE&lt;/b&gt;? I think so!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PART I: The Girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;These postcards were &lt;b&gt;SO easy&lt;/b&gt; to create!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Last month I found an &lt;b&gt;adorable vintage postcard &lt;/b&gt;at a local antique store.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Some of the little kid valentine's from the 50s were HILARIOUS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I even saw a few really old valentine's that had sweet old fashioned messages penned inside. I couldn't help but read a few AND wish we still wrote so &lt;b&gt;properly and eloquently&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHje1Q_ANkY/TzvueoCpdNI/AAAAAAAADh4/BPAup3MWmrU/s1600/photo-737103.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709419162534245586" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHje1Q_ANkY/TzvueoCpdNI/AAAAAAAADh4/BPAup3MWmrU/s640/photo-737103.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Of course I had to use the one that used the words 'coy' and 'sublime'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How could I not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;$3 of my budget spending money later I was out the door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;A quick scan into my computer and an upload to vistaprint and I was golden!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I think it ended up being $12 total for 100 cards.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Man, I think postcards are the best thing ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;VALENTINE'S POSTCARDS?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That just takes it to the next level.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;PART II: More Girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;BECAUSE I can't &lt;b&gt;POSSIBLY &lt;/b&gt;go a Valentine's Day without HAND MAKING A few cards... these did the trick :) Card stock, cheap stamps from Michael's, corner stamps, corner inking. DONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6rmCiX6WUc/Tzvzkk7BKzI/AAAAAAAADiQ/HcJSCikcpUE/s1600/photo-741843.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="528" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709424762334292786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f6rmCiX6WUc/Tzvzkk7BKzI/AAAAAAAADiQ/HcJSCikcpUE/s640/photo-741843.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I went &lt;b&gt;20 years of my life boyfriend-less&lt;/b&gt;, I have always associated Valentine's Day as a girlfriend to girlfriend holiday :) A time to tell your friends how much they mean to you. I think I will always see it mostly that way. hehehe...&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Part III: The ManFriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;As for David, well he got a special card that I spent a &lt;b&gt;FORTUNE&lt;/b&gt; on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(okay, okay, FINE it was $1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkW2G4KeET0/Tzvw-w4Zu9I/AAAAAAAADiE/w-_UoSCf1mo/s1600/photo-778503.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="480" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709421913686260690" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QkW2G4KeET0/Tzvw-w4Zu9I/AAAAAAAADiE/w-_UoSCf1mo/s640/photo-778503.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/"&gt;Tiny Prints &lt;/a&gt;has the cutest templates EVER for every holiday you can imagine. I'm on their email list and &lt;b&gt;LOVE &lt;/b&gt;when they send specials like this. &lt;b&gt;One dollar and this beauty is delivered to my door? &lt;/b&gt;Yes, please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes the less expensive and the more creative our gifts are, the more they mean :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3033898352367233996?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3033898352367233996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/my-valentines-card-secrets.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3033898352367233996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3033898352367233996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/my-valentines-card-secrets.html' title='Lesson #180   My Valentine&apos;s Card Secrets'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nHje1Q_ANkY/TzvueoCpdNI/AAAAAAAADh4/BPAup3MWmrU/s72-c/photo-737103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5444808758741177079</id><published>2012-02-13T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T11:31:06.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #179   Fancy Camo Valentine's un-Date's are the Best</title><content type='html'>Last night was &lt;b&gt;SUPPOSE&lt;/b&gt; to be our substitute Valentine's Day since class invades my week nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... let's just say by the time we finished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discussed our career philosophies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mapped out our entire future&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Debated and solved every political and moral standard in existence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;...all we had time left for was homework. We pick the strangest times to have 4 hour conversations on big-picture-life things! ha!&amp;nbsp;SO, we nixed the nice dinner out and decided to run and grab some yummy food to-go to get us through the homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWKxPz2c934/Tzvh6rPW1nI/AAAAAAAADgg/ZO3401hhm60/s1600/photo-721788.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709405350778033778" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWKxPz2c934/Tzvh6rPW1nI/AAAAAAAADgg/ZO3401hhm60/s400/photo-721788.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David: &lt;/b&gt;On a scale of 1 to 10 how fancy are we going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna:&lt;/b&gt; Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David: &lt;/b&gt;Great. I'll WEAR MY CAMO SHIRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna: &lt;/b&gt;grrrreeeaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;...which somehow led to a fight between deodorant and mascara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I think I like the riveting discussions and the take-out and camp more than a fancy formal dress up dinner. Wait did I just say that? :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5444808758741177079?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5444808758741177079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-179-fancy-camo-valentines-un.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5444808758741177079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5444808758741177079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-179-fancy-camo-valentines-un.html' title='Lesson #179   Fancy Camo Valentine&apos;s un-Date&apos;s are the Best'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gWKxPz2c934/Tzvh6rPW1nI/AAAAAAAADgg/ZO3401hhm60/s72-c/photo-721788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4416172286742565717</id><published>2012-02-12T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T09:24:27.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #178   Every Weekend should have a Little Sun and a Little Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ReDQDJ9cMY/Tzvm16X-8dI/AAAAAAAADhU/UOBsdmjqT64/s1600/photo-783385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709410766499541458" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ReDQDJ9cMY/Tzvm16X-8dI/AAAAAAAADhU/UOBsdmjqT64/s400/photo-783385.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dearest Weekend,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for being full of sun and rest and BBQ and little friends and me-sized-friends and games and rain and bonfires and sweets and naps and and study parties with pancit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Anna&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1f86a65RLA/TzvnI5bHYHI/AAAAAAAADhg/g9x0R8yVPqg/s1600/photo-758748.JPG" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709411092661756018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1f86a65RLA/TzvnI5bHYHI/AAAAAAAADhg/g9x0R8yVPqg/s400/photo-758748.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4416172286742565717?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4416172286742565717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4416172286742565717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4416172286742565717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/2.html' title='Lesson #178   Every Weekend should have a Little Sun and a Little Rain'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ReDQDJ9cMY/Tzvm16X-8dI/AAAAAAAADhU/UOBsdmjqT64/s72-c/photo-783385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4414836597290426710</id><published>2012-02-11T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T09:22:16.191-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #177   Moms Can Read Your Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fCXDz1GlIo/TzQPSUP7RNI/AAAAAAAADgU/hcVU_UA3NOo/s1600/photo-748579.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707203435132830930" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fCXDz1GlIo/TzQPSUP7RNI/AAAAAAAADgU/hcVU_UA3NOo/s640/photo-748579.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week had been a MAJOR week for school... group projects, papers, mid-term exam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND somehow, yes, somehow you read my brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I surprised? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasantly pleased? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sent me an adorable package.&lt;br /&gt;Stuffed to the brim as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Maximizing every square inch as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A TON of tiny little presents. One to open each time I finish an assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for lunch dates with friends, a hilarious husband AND ESPECIALLY this awesome package, I may have classified this week as a dud, but I am totally not. No never, not after this awesome package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always thinking of me, even when you have your own crazy life to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for always loving me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always,&lt;br /&gt;Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4414836597290426710?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4414836597290426710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-177-moms-can-read-your-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4414836597290426710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4414836597290426710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-177-moms-can-read-your-mind.html' title='Lesson #177   Moms Can Read Your Mind'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fCXDz1GlIo/TzQPSUP7RNI/AAAAAAAADgU/hcVU_UA3NOo/s72-c/photo-748579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2590130843206905081</id><published>2012-02-10T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T12:34:35.208-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30daychallenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #176   One Man's Stress is Another Man's Luxury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4806365302854205574" style="display: inline !important; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Many of the poor in our world own only the clothes on their backs. They have no closets.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Richard Stearns&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4806365302854205574" style="line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content" id="post-body-4806365302854205574" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.4; position: relative; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Day #7 Fast From Options&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic',verdana,arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is Day 2 of a 30 Day Challenge to become more globally aware, have better perspective, have a clearer focus on the larger world around me. I get so easily stuck in my small work of circumstances, delightful things, hard things, my city, my country... this month I hope to gain a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;bigger perspective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ummm... yesterday I wore the same clothes twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;On purpose.&amp;nbsp;How did I feel about this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Okay, it was strange for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;At first this challenge was hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;THEN it was sort of freeing.&amp;nbsp;If people were making judgments about me, I feel like that reflects far more on THEM than it does on me. I know what I'm doing, I don't need to explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVdY6C1MTI0/TzQOUJvDAXI/AAAAAAAADgI/iLSwbyldydE/s1600/photo-799050.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="397" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707202367158681970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVdY6C1MTI0/TzQOUJvDAXI/AAAAAAAADgI/iLSwbyldydE/s400/photo-799050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;... which makes me think of all the times I may have been judgmental towards other not knowing, and not even trying to know, their side and reason behind the 'out of social norm' behavior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is the convo that happened in my head yesterday morning in front of my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body was like, "umm... Anna you wore that yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;Which makes my mind say, "&lt;b&gt;Your clothes aren't dirty&lt;/b&gt;, and you wear skirts several times before washing anyway"&lt;br /&gt;My body says, "that's true"&lt;br /&gt;My mind says, "so why does it matter?"&lt;br /&gt;My body says, "well, people will think, "hey she wore that yesterday!"&lt;br /&gt;My mind says, "which matters because..."&lt;br /&gt;My body says,"they will think I'm forgetful or made a mistake, or that I really like this outfit"&lt;br /&gt;My mind says, "wow, anna, wow. really mature. That would be the worst thing EVER. The world would end!"&lt;br /&gt;My body says, "I guess you're right. I guess I have just gotten used to the cultural norm that you don't wear the same thing two days in a row. I guess it's because it shows that you have enough money and clothes &lt;b&gt;OPTIONS &lt;/b&gt;to not have to do that. Now, even though everyone &lt;b&gt;KNOWS&lt;/b&gt; I have more than one outfit, it still feels out of the social norm to do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pangs of guilt wash over me as I realize how self-centered and self-conscious I am.&lt;/b&gt; How many people in the world would&lt;b&gt; LOVE to have ONE NICE set of clothes&lt;/b&gt; to wear multiple times... and here I am feeling awkward about it. Awkward is nothing in comparison to poverty, loneliness, fear that many people face daily because&lt;b&gt; they don't have the OPTION to feel otherwise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so overwhelmed with options and deciding sometimes, and maybe just maybe I need to &lt;b&gt;SPEND THAT precious time spent worrying, on more important things &lt;/b&gt;like thinking about those that don't have ANY options at all or the luxury to have things to stress over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, now let's be real here...&lt;/b&gt; the method I use to pick out my outfits is one that gives me the MAX amount of sleep in the morning... and looks something like picking the first things I see. I'm not super great at matching, so I figure why try? Best friend Jessie on the other hand, pro matcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER there are TONS of "OPTIONS" in life I stress over. LOTS of em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress over what food to order&lt;br /&gt;Stress over what classes to take&lt;br /&gt;Stress over my job&lt;br /&gt;Stress over my house being messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL of these things listed, yes &lt;b&gt;ALL OF THESE things that I have considered STRESS today, would be considered LUXURY in the eyes of so many.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truly humbling. &lt;/b&gt;Kind of makes me want to get rid of all my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&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/3237379608642808680-2590130843206905081?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2590130843206905081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-176-one-mans-stress-is-another.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2590130843206905081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2590130843206905081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-176-one-mans-stress-is-another.html' title='Lesson #176   One Man&apos;s Stress is Another Man&apos;s Luxury'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gVdY6C1MTI0/TzQOUJvDAXI/AAAAAAAADgI/iLSwbyldydE/s72-c/photo-799050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3810039535290636435</id><published>2012-02-09T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T08:23:46.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #175   Never Underestimate a Good Song</title><content type='html'>I purchased this album just in time for my little heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just what I needed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also grateful for two friends named Cassidy &amp;amp; Lynette today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just what I needed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this song with your eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's just what you need :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aDygJAWyQmY?rel=0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Glorious by Bryan &amp;amp; Katie Torwalt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hope fills my soul&lt;br /&gt;The love that You've shown&lt;br /&gt;Bring refreshing like the rain&lt;br /&gt;Peace floods my heart&lt;br /&gt;I've known nothing apart&lt;br /&gt;Apart from Your goodness, God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are glorious&lt;br /&gt;You are holy, holy&lt;br /&gt;The heavens shout&lt;br /&gt;You are worthy, worthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love frees my soul&lt;br /&gt;And fear has no hold&lt;br /&gt;For You have broken the chains&lt;br /&gt;Now joy fills my life&lt;br /&gt;Your Spirit, Your Light&lt;br /&gt;I'm undone by the kindness of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3237379608642808680-3810039535290636435?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3810039535290636435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-175-never-underestimate-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3810039535290636435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3810039535290636435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-175-never-underestimate-good.html' title='Lesson #175   Never Underestimate a Good Song'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aDygJAWyQmY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2647736685575722445</id><published>2012-02-09T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:31:29.341-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #174   You Never Have to Let Fruit Go to Waste {Homemade Fruit Leather Baby!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSNFb5jXTEE/TzIhjwLIlEI/AAAAAAAADfc/5V7QePCN7GU/s1600/FruitandCookies_1073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSNFb5jXTEE/TzIhjwLIlEI/AAAAAAAADfc/5V7QePCN7GU/s640/FruitandCookies_1073.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are some things you learn in life that are just priceless... like the fact that you never have to let fruit go to waste. ALSO priceless is the taste of fruit leather... &lt;b&gt;should this be legal&lt;/b&gt;? AND you don't even need a &amp;nbsp;fancy pansy food dehydrator.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before anything goes bad I peel/slice it up, put it in a zip lock bag and freeze it! Then it just sits waiting for a beautiful smoothie to be made... or this awesome fruit leather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;How to Make Homemade Fruit Leather (base recipe)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3-4 cups of fresh or frozen fruit&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sugar or honey (optional)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lemon (optional to minimize browning)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63-pEsVkTHY/TzIf-CiiMTI/AAAAAAAADfM/eodtT7ZqY64/s1600/Fruit+Leather+Ingredients.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-63-pEsVkTHY/TzIf-CiiMTI/AAAAAAAADfM/eodtT7ZqY64/s640/Fruit+Leather+Ingredients.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fruit Leather Sample Recipes (also known as 'what Anna had in the freezer')&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apple-Pinapple-Lemon Fruit Leather&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups frozen apples (peeled)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups frozen pinapple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 tablespoons of honey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;juice from half a lemon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raspberry-Peach Fruit Leather&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups frozen raspberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 cups frozen peaches&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IgHeGbjIRN8/TzIhf61BxBI/AAAAAAAADfU/OcFB4t7mOp4/s1600/FruitandCookies_1053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IgHeGbjIRN8/TzIhf61BxBI/AAAAAAAADfU/OcFB4t7mOp4/s640/FruitandCookies_1053.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Directions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Combine all ingredients from recipe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your ingredients are frozen, heat in a pan until well combined&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Add thick liquid to food process. Blend until smooth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Line a pan with parchment or plastic wrap. Pour liquid on pan and spread evenly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake in oven at 140-170 degrees for 6-8 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let cool. Keep it in an airtight container, and enjoy within the week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epZReYsD7EY/TzIh2fp-eGI/AAAAAAAADf8/7Xg3c6ZOPD8/s1600/FruitandCookies_1114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epZReYsD7EY/TzIh2fp-eGI/AAAAAAAADf8/7Xg3c6ZOPD8/s640/FruitandCookies_1114.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2647736685575722445?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2647736685575722445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-174-you-never-have-to-let-fruit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2647736685575722445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2647736685575722445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-174-you-never-have-to-let-fruit.html' title='Lesson #174   You Never Have to Let Fruit Go to Waste {Homemade Fruit Leather Baby!}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FSNFb5jXTEE/TzIhjwLIlEI/AAAAAAAADfc/5V7QePCN7GU/s72-c/FruitandCookies_1073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1123356363643155220</id><published>2012-02-07T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T22:45:55.780-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #173   Learning my Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I lift up my eyes to the mountains—&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;where does my help come from? &lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the LORD, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Maker of heaven and earth. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He will not let your foot slip— &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he who watches over you will not slumber; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;indeed, he who watches over Israel &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;will neither slumber nor sleep. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The LORD watches over you— &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the LORD is your shade at your right hand; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the sun will not harm you by day, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;nor the moon by night. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The LORD will keep you from all harm— &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he will watch over your life; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the LORD will watch over your coming and going &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;both now and forevermore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalm 121&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCwWatgVYPw/TzIZHUxhxVI/AAAAAAAADfE/svYxA3RUuLo/s1600/1108_MarbleMountains_213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCwWatgVYPw/TzIZHUxhxVI/AAAAAAAADfE/svYxA3RUuLo/s640/1108_MarbleMountains_213.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photo by hubby)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband read this chapter over me yesterday, and that same night one of my best friends texted me this same chapter. Isn't it beautiful? So is this quote below. It helps remind me that &lt;b&gt;just as I sit&lt;/b&gt;, just as I type, just as I am, I am enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are valuable because you exist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not because of what you do or what your have done,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but simply because you are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Max Lucado&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;It is so against my nature to believe this. It is so against human nature to believe this. This makes all my great accomplishments and all my great failures kind of sit on the same page of my life. It's like my results don't make me valuable, me &lt;b&gt;just BEING makes me valuable&lt;/b&gt;. If I truly believed this I wouldn't be so crushed by my failures and enthralled/addicted with my successes. So long as I try my best, and am being the best me that I can be, I am doing the best for my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;My head creates so much unnecessary pressure that is not helpful or productive. &lt;b&gt;I want be full of peace and focused and joyful and still EVEN in a busy and stressful circumstance.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to&lt;b&gt; LEARN&lt;/b&gt; how to be a better me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to&lt;b&gt; LEARN&lt;/b&gt; what it's like to not let me circumstances rule me or my emotions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to be steadfast and calm in every situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to &lt;b&gt;LIVE &lt;/b&gt;and be someone not defined or overcome by my circumstances.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to &lt;b&gt;RESPOND&lt;/b&gt; and not &lt;b&gt;REACT&lt;/b&gt;. It's so much easier to react though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;It's almost gratifying to react. It takes disciple and patience and confidence to wait, to RESPOND in trying circumstances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to live not for SUCCESS or FAILURE, but for what I know God has called me to do, think and be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1123356363643155220?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1123356363643155220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-173-learning-my-value.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1123356363643155220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1123356363643155220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-173-learning-my-value.html' title='Lesson #173   Learning my Value'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCwWatgVYPw/TzIZHUxhxVI/AAAAAAAADfE/svYxA3RUuLo/s72-c/1108_MarbleMountains_213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5098643664672968103</id><published>2012-02-05T21:19:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:33:16.871-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #172   Weekends Should Never End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i4-lj62RCss/Ty9i95HqvLI/AAAAAAAADes/kqfuYdv2UB4/s1600/photo-790417.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705888068346231986" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i4-lj62RCss/Ty9i95HqvLI/AAAAAAAADes/kqfuYdv2UB4/s640/photo-790417.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for &lt;b&gt;dinners out&lt;/b&gt; with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for ice cream dates with little friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for more &lt;b&gt;acrylic paint&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for quiet time and long baths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for reading lots of research articles.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for &lt;b&gt;day hikes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes weekends call for &lt;b&gt;chocolate chip espresso cookies&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND sometimes weekends call for my least favorite part, &lt;i&gt;the whole "end" part&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5098643664672968103?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5098643664672968103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-172-weekends-should-never-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5098643664672968103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5098643664672968103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-172-weekends-should-never-end.html' title='Lesson #172   Weekends Should Never End'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i4-lj62RCss/Ty9i95HqvLI/AAAAAAAADes/kqfuYdv2UB4/s72-c/photo-790417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4806365302854205574</id><published>2012-02-04T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T01:31:34.227-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30daychallenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #171   Discovering How Intertwined My Life  is with the Internet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #330000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The internet is absolute communication, absolute isolation.&amp;nbsp; ~Paul Carvel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day #2 Fast From Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is Day 2 of a 30 Day Challenge to become more globally aware, have better perspective, have a clearer focus on the larger world around me. I get so easily stuck in my small work of circumstances, delightful things, hard things, my city, my country... this month I hope to gain a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;bigger perspective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So ummm... I did TERRIBLE at this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself yesterday, "&lt;b&gt;how hard can this be?&lt;/b&gt;" I would LOVE to fast from my work email, and just email in general! I skip out on facebook now and then anyway! This is going to be a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36APv2h1SuY/Ty5LjleFkJI/AAAAAAAADeg/EBDpypAfVR8/s1600/photo-762207.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705580852650807442" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36APv2h1SuY/Ty5LjleFkJI/AAAAAAAADeg/EBDpypAfVR8/s400/photo-762207.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I got to spend my morning with a young friend who I get hang out with every few weeks :) We went for a walk, talked about life, went out for fro-yo, wandered barnes and noble... checked my phone to price check amazon for one of the books I was eyeing... &lt;b&gt;PAUSE! Hello Anna! You used the internet!&lt;/b&gt; sigh. fail. AND this continued throughout the day... the weather, netflix, wanting to know the news, my etsy sales, realizing I was out of face lotion... bad job Anna. I need to try this one again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how many hours a day I spend online without even realizing it. Before today I would have guessed that it is less than an hour a day, but after today... I'm realizing it is probably much more. I feel like I spend a good deal of the day at work staring at a little screen. I bet that people hundreds of years ago would that we are just CRAZY to &lt;b&gt;stare at little screens&lt;/b&gt; for work and for entertainment, and for shopping and all that we do!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;In response to how fasting from the internet will help reshape my global mindset... I think the internet makes the &lt;b&gt;really BIG world really SMALL&lt;/b&gt; in so many ways. I am able to keep up on local and global news so well. I really enjoy this, but I can't help but think it has &lt;b&gt;desensitized&lt;/b&gt; me in some way or another. I see and hear tragedies and see horrific images every day in global news so it is never a huge surprise. I &lt;b&gt;WANT to be sensitive&lt;/b&gt; to them. Though I don't see the news on my TV, the internet makes things so immediate and real. I want to balance not feeling overwhelmed by the happenings of the globe, but remain aware, conscious and active when necessary in response what I see on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how quickly this technology has become an everyday 'essential' in my life. I literally couldn't do my work or my school work without it. The rest of my life? That would take a lifetime to unlearn. AND not that I need to &lt;b&gt;UN-learn&lt;/b&gt; it, but perhaps I need to &lt;b&gt;RE-learn&lt;/b&gt; some of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4806365302854205574?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4806365302854205574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-171-discovering-how-intertwined.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4806365302854205574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4806365302854205574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-171-discovering-how-intertwined.html' title='Lesson #171   Discovering How Intertwined My Life &lt;br&gt; is with the Internet'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36APv2h1SuY/Ty5LjleFkJI/AAAAAAAADeg/EBDpypAfVR8/s72-c/photo-762207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4307307960026275011</id><published>2012-02-03T17:23:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:36:18.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='30daychallenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #170   Discover what you Cling to for Comfort</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Around 11 million children live on the streets in India, according to UNICEF Estimates.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day #1 Fast From Comfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is Day 1 of a 30 Day Challenge to become more globally aware, have better perspective, have a clearer focus on the larger world around me. I get so easily stuck in my small work of circumstances, delightful things, hard things, my city, my country... this month I hope to gain a &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;bigger perspective&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I can't complete all 30-days of the challenge, I hope to complete as many as I can. Hopefully this will provide a wider-minded perspective day-by-day as I choose to have a focus outside of my immediate circumstances. &lt;b&gt;Being engaged in moment while keeping a bigger-life-globe picture is so difficult.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the poor in my own country, and in other countries have a bed that looks very different than mine. One of my GREATEST PLEASURES is the &lt;b&gt;warmth and the softness and the comfort my bed provides&lt;/b&gt;. It makes me feel calm and peaceful at the end of the day. It tells me that the day is over and that I am safe for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZes7WiDnm0/Tyx2JULGInI/AAAAAAAADeU/EPowky9JnEk/s1600/photo-793148.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705064730377724530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZes7WiDnm0/Tyx2JULGInI/AAAAAAAADeU/EPowky9JnEk/s400/photo-793148.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HOW MANY people go through a day, a harder day than the ones I experience by far, and yet STILL do not have the &lt;b&gt;PHYSICAL&lt;/b&gt; comfort of a mattress and big blankets. HOW MANY people go through a day, a harder day than the ones I experience by far, and yet still do not have the &lt;b&gt;EMOTIONAL &lt;/b&gt;comfort of feeling and being safe from harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is a time of restoration for me, I can only image what it would be like to have a tough day, and an even tougher night. The night can be a time of danger, and a time of constant watch. &lt;b&gt;How can one survive and thrive during the day when they aren't getting what they deserve at night?&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;What do they have that is comfort to them? What do they have the recharges and renews and refreshes them? Growing up on city streets is something I have never had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people in the world spend the night on a thin piece of foam, some spend it in a sleeping bag, others sleep on the dirt floor with a small blanket. I am overwhelmed with the fact that not only are there many who spend the night uncomfortable, but they spend it worrying about their safety and survival. How pampered I am indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tonight David and I have chosen to sleep on the floor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not because it will make the world any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not because it will make things any easier for those in developing countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not because it will change the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUT because we are praying it will help us understand what WE HAVE and what others DON'T HAVE just a little bit better.&lt;br /&gt;BUT because we hope it changes our heart and mind to &lt;b&gt;make us more compassionate &lt;/b&gt;in the way we spend and give our money.&lt;br /&gt;BUT because we hope it changes our heart in the way we see others.&lt;br /&gt;BUT because &lt;b&gt;I want to find comfort and focus &lt;/b&gt;in things beyond the possessions of my blanket and mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Won't you join me on this small journey from comfort and a big step towards true compassion?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4307307960026275011?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4307307960026275011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-170-discover-what-you-cling-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4307307960026275011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4307307960026275011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-170-discover-what-you-cling-to.html' title='Lesson #170   Discover what you Cling to for Comfort'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZes7WiDnm0/Tyx2JULGInI/AAAAAAAADeU/EPowky9JnEk/s72-c/photo-793148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4145561756282712410</id><published>2012-02-03T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T10:19:48.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #169   Life can be so Priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Priceless is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How crazy and silly and ridiculous David and I can be after a long, long day. Sometimes we can't tell if it's how late it is, how tired we are, how hungry we are, how relieved we are that we see another human we can be completely honest with... we usually don't care :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A ten minute nap SQUEEZED between work and class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having lunch with sweet friends SQUEEZED between work and work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding a new iPhone app that lets me take 360 degree pictures! I will TRY not to post a billion of these ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63XdSFhQJeo/TyuYiINhkdI/AAAAAAAADeI/rDCeOY6pNjg/s1600/photo-758865.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704821065082048978" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63XdSFhQJeo/TyuYiINhkdI/AAAAAAAADeI/rDCeOY6pNjg/s640/photo-758865.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working with students that blow me away. Almost cried three times during interviews last week. What character and integrity and diligence and honesty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doing well on our new fancy white-board budget system for the month of January.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sleeping in till 9:30 am after a work week of so far over 40 hours I can't even count.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Choosing not to let stressful circumstances make me feel stressed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keeping the house semi-clean for the THIRD week!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The new emoticons that my Dad and I developed over texting...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will spare you from my failed rhino attempt!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cyclops: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; O-)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cyclops Knocked Out: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;+- \&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cyclops in Love: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; @+}&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Bee: &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;'o(()-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4145561756282712410?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4145561756282712410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-169-life-can-be-so-priceless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4145561756282712410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4145561756282712410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/02/lesson-169-life-can-be-so-priceless.html' title='Lesson #169   Life can be so Priceless'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-63XdSFhQJeo/TyuYiINhkdI/AAAAAAAADeI/rDCeOY6pNjg/s72-c/photo-758865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1181285025188322535</id><published>2012-01-31T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T16:10:30.273-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #168   Peace in My Heart is just Wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear new-beautiful-and-peaceful-feeling-that-has-swept-over-me-this-morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just wanted to inform you that you are more than welcome to take a permanent residence in my heart, and my mind, and my body too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the nice weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a nice night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the hot-cookie-ice-cream-dessert I ate last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Maybe it was being with beautiful ladies last night, sharing stories, sharing life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;No matter what it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me view things through a filter where all things are possible. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You give me a fresh perspective.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You give me hope for today, and make me appreciate the moment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You help me extend grace and love to others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You put a spring in my step. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Please, please stick around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Love, Anna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything has beauty, not everyone sees it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Confucius&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1181285025188322535?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1181285025188322535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-168-peace-in-my-heart-is-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1181285025188322535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1181285025188322535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-168-peace-in-my-heart-is-just.html' title='Lesson #168   Peace in My Heart is just Wonderful'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1126777241078995119</id><published>2012-01-29T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T00:05:26.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #167   Always be Grateful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sI7mbsseCm0/TyZOi0iKDqI/AAAAAAAADdw/_8_NFk-hNHQ/s1600/photo-738922.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703332338235739810" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sI7mbsseCm0/TyZOi0iKDqI/AAAAAAAADdw/_8_NFk-hNHQ/s400/photo-738922.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for the early service at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for getting errands done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for a bike ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for the new Kari Jobe album.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for frozen yogurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for long baths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for surprise guests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for kale chips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for a clean house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grateful for peace in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1126777241078995119?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1126777241078995119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-167-always-be-grateful.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1126777241078995119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1126777241078995119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-167-always-be-grateful.html' title='Lesson #167   Always be Grateful'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sI7mbsseCm0/TyZOi0iKDqI/AAAAAAAADdw/_8_NFk-hNHQ/s72-c/photo-738922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3944177642523919214</id><published>2012-01-28T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T14:42:59.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #166   B is for Balance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I get A's in my classes, and sometimes I get B's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to be happy with the B's because B- is for Balance. B is for my Best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to think that if I achieved high marks in school, was perfect at work, but wasn't a good wife or friend or mentor... then I wouldn't really be happy anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hOSjNIW6z4/TyR1KE181bI/AAAAAAAADdQ/IUqkf2JSWa8/s1600/spinachsmoothie_639.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hOSjNIW6z4/TyR1KE181bI/AAAAAAAADdQ/IUqkf2JSWa8/s640/spinachsmoothie_639.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means sleeping in sometimes, and other times getting up early.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means staying up late talking to friends, and other times just staying home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means reading my bible and sometimes just sitting still.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means trying my very hardest to get everything done at work, but being okay if not everything gets done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means loving my husband and calling my family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means doing homework ahead of time, and sometimes it means finishing last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means sometimes sweating and sometimes laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means making space to do nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balance means drinking this green smoothie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a HUGE smoothie person, but this is the first time that I have &lt;b&gt;added a VEGGIE&lt;/b&gt; to my smoothie. Not too bad, not too bad at all. In fact, I might say it was delicious... I think my taste buds are still getting used to a new taste.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osg32fw-g1w/TyR2P3skrBI/AAAAAAAADdY/dneMeXDBENA/s1600/greensmoothiecollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="504" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-osg32fw-g1w/TyR2P3skrBI/AAAAAAAADdY/dneMeXDBENA/s640/greensmoothiecollage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recipe from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.browneyedbaker.com/2012/01/04/green-smoothie-recipe/"&gt;Brown Eyed Baker&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;for a basic Green Smoothie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2 cups water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1 banana, peeled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1 orange, peeled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1/2 apple, peeled and cored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1/2 lemon, peeled and seeded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1 tablespoon of minced ginger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2 cups of spinach&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think next time I will toss in some frozen pineapple or sub-fruit juice for water, or add ice. Kick in some yogurt? Can't wait to experiment!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I finished making it... I had half an apple, half a lemon... and lots of extra ingredients... SO I got inspired to prep another batch of this &lt;b&gt;smoothie to pop in the freezer&lt;/b&gt;! This should make it super quick and convenient next time I need a meal. I think I will try and do on the weekends for the weeks I know will be a little extra busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72QJgKghZu4/TyR03KJXJVI/AAAAAAAADcY/OKWk8XQ4qCo/s1600/spinachsmoothie_693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72QJgKghZu4/TyR03KJXJVI/AAAAAAAADcY/OKWk8XQ4qCo/s640/spinachsmoothie_693.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually I have about half an hour between my long day and my night class... so it's usually anna-makes dinenr-ahead-of-time, david-makes-dinner, grab-something-super-quick or buy-a-snack-during-break. NOW I have another option. &lt;b&gt;PRE-MADE SMOOTHIE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, being balanced and healthy doesn't mean going on a crazy 60-day juice fast, it means&lt;b&gt; finding LITTLE ways to make my life healthier&lt;/b&gt;. For me, this means taking the stairs instead of the elevator at work. For me, this means taking walks. For me, this means sometimes adding green leafy stuff to my smoothie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhkOFJBFziY/TyR1B8aZupI/AAAAAAAADc4/BPNuuRPxyig/s1600/spinachsmoothie_663.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhkOFJBFziY/TyR1B8aZupI/AAAAAAAADc4/BPNuuRPxyig/s640/spinachsmoothie_663.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3944177642523919214?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3944177642523919214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-166-b-is-for-balance.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3944177642523919214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3944177642523919214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-166-b-is-for-balance.html' title='Lesson #166   B is for Balance'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0hOSjNIW6z4/TyR1KE181bI/AAAAAAAADdQ/IUqkf2JSWa8/s72-c/spinachsmoothie_639.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-753786180278147864</id><published>2012-01-27T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:10:49.623-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #165   Things Anna Will Never Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If David buys me another bouquet of flowers I am going puke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gee... I wish there was more laundry to do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why can't work start earlier?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mmmm... mushroom tomato sardine sauce!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David, can I pretty pretty please get a pet tarantula?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope I get assigned another group project!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snail mail is SO dull.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I could trade my iphone in for my old LG Dare, or the razzle or alias.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need more textbooks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish my friends would stop inviting me places.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seriously. I need brighter lipstick.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;David, can you stop putting the dishes away and just leave them on the table for once?!?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ugh. Not another massage appointment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't wait to paint my bathroom olive green.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have WAY too much cupboard space in my kitchen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What? That meeting got canceled? Now what am I suppose to do?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can you make me generic mac and cheese for dinner?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If only all my arguments happened over email life would be so much simpler.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Check out my new bikini!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have the best, best friend ever. okay, that one I will &lt;b&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/b&gt; say. Especially when she comes to hang out with me and plays games with me and hubby after a way-too-long-day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kQPdPkcpxUw/TyOCDUtaCSI/AAAAAAAADcQ/XVTComu6nlg/s1600/photo-717123.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702544546791557410" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kQPdPkcpxUw/TyOCDUtaCSI/AAAAAAAADcQ/XVTComu6nlg/s320/photo-717123.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had a little too much fun doing this. Okay. Your turn! ;)&amp;nbsp;Click &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wimp.com/nobodysays/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;for AMAZING original version of this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-753786180278147864?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/753786180278147864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-165-things-anna-will-never-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/753786180278147864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/753786180278147864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-165-things-anna-will-never-say.html' title='Lesson #165   Things Anna Will Never Say'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kQPdPkcpxUw/TyOCDUtaCSI/AAAAAAAADcQ/XVTComu6nlg/s72-c/photo-717123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5926020980450342418</id><published>2012-01-26T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T20:49:36.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #164 Homework and My Destiny</title><content type='html'>It's times like this, when's it's 1:03 in the morning and you ask yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is this paper really going to make a difference in my life?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who invented this whole homework thing anyway? What happened to following Dad out to the field to harvest the grain. Now, THAT is good old homework if you ask me.&amp;nbsp; Milking cows, fishing nets, pulling teeth... those all make so much more life-applicable sense than reading trauma research. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76i9oH4ng7s/TyN9znOEdEI/AAAAAAAADcE/fKsAd8wU1B0/s1600/photo-729417.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="428" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702539878835975234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76i9oH4ng7s/TyN9znOEdEI/AAAAAAAADcE/fKsAd8wU1B0/s640/photo-729417.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help and pause between sentences of dozens of research articles and think. What am I doing to change the world? Is this even making a difference? &lt;b&gt;Are these 4 hours, that I will never get back, something I will be proud to have spent my time on, &lt;/b&gt;when I look back at age 80? Okay, I know that's dramatic, but really, I want every hour of my life to count. I know education is important, but right now &lt;b&gt;all those tiny lines that connect this annoying paper with my destiny seem a little blurry&lt;/b&gt;. I'm sure it will apply... somehow... right? right? I think a diagram would help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I know that this 'oh-so-important-paper' isn't worth too much stress because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A) I am practicing&lt;b&gt; being present and having peace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B) &lt;b&gt;Stress does not make me more efficient&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C) I will forget I ever wrote this paper in a matter of days as I work on my next one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... I was feeling VERY unmotivated when I sat down at my computer to work tonight. Long day at work, Long day in class. I literally could not process, and just stared at my blank screen. I kept thinking, "what am I suppose to be doing again?"&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Focus Anna, focus. You got this girl. Wait.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do I got? What do I need to focus on??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could zone out for too long, &lt;b&gt;David jumped in and became my homework warm-up drill sargent&lt;/b&gt;. I tried not to think about how rediculous I looked in my pony-tail and sweat pants, obeying demands to do push-ups, crunches, windmills (did he make that name up??) and the beloved jumping jack. Blood rushing back through my brain... I was ready to conquer it again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5926020980450342418?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5926020980450342418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-164-homework-and-my-destiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5926020980450342418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5926020980450342418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-164-homework-and-my-destiny.html' title='Lesson #164 Homework and My Destiny'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-76i9oH4ng7s/TyN9znOEdEI/AAAAAAAADcE/fKsAd8wU1B0/s72-c/photo-729417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-165967363675978160</id><published>2012-01-23T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T21:28:07.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #163   Life Doesn't Always Make Sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm realizing many things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm realizing that sometimes in life, yes, &lt;b&gt;sometimes we can do better and sometimes we can work harder&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;I'm realizing that sometimes in life, yes, s&lt;b&gt;ometimes we do our very best, the very best that we can&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes when we can "do better and work harder"... life somehow still ends up going strangely well and we still end up being successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sometimes when we do our very best, &lt;b&gt;the very best we can&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;AND we think things will go right, they don't. We fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OUR VERY best, and THINGS STILL don't turn out right.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our very best is sometimes just a tiny dent in the big aluminum foil sheet of life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkyjnneBn1Q/Tx4pD5z5ZfI/AAAAAAAADbw/duPeEfgLNiM/s1600/1201_RussianWilderness_034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkyjnneBn1Q/Tx4pD5z5ZfI/AAAAAAAADbw/duPeEfgLNiM/s640/1201_RussianWilderness_034.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do we do when this happens?&lt;br /&gt;What do we do when the world doesn't make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;We crawl under the covers and our big brown fuzzy blanket and drown the world out with music by Kari Jobe. That's what we do!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We realize that results in this world are not always correlational with our actions.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean we should stop trying? nope.&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean we shouldn't celebrate success? nope.&lt;br /&gt;Does that mean we shouldn't re-evaluate failure? nope. nope. nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does mean I have GOT to stop worrying about results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got to be &lt;b&gt;SO GROUNDED&lt;/b&gt; in my identity that results don't shake me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to be &lt;b&gt;SO DEDICATED&lt;/b&gt; to my creator, that &lt;b&gt;HE is my identity&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've got to just make my little corner of the world beautiful, and leave it up to him to figure out the rest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to &lt;b&gt;BE SECURE&lt;/b&gt; enough to let my best be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to &lt;b&gt;HAVE CHARACTER&lt;/b&gt; to be the same person in every circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to&lt;b&gt; BE OBEDIENT&lt;/b&gt; to the &lt;b&gt;SMALLEST&lt;/b&gt; most &lt;b&gt;MENIAL&lt;/b&gt; most &lt;b&gt;UNREWARDING&lt;/b&gt; tasks I have been called to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I complete the big picture of what I am called to in life, if I can't be obedient with the small corner of the painting I am finishing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be &lt;strike&gt;OKAY&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;HAPPY&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;FINE&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;CONTENT&lt;/b&gt; with leaving things undone, unfinished, broken, unsuccessful if that is what I am called to. I can't rely on my narrow-minded-selfish brain to to define what is successful, finished and complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday, yes, someday as I grow older, I will have a&lt;b&gt; CLEARER PICTURE&lt;/b&gt; of what is truly &lt;b&gt;successful, truly beautiful, truly glorious&lt;/b&gt;. Until then, I will just have to try my best and not try to interpret the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photo by hubby&lt;a href="http://www.davidfrandsenphoto.com/"&gt; David Frandsen&lt;/a&gt; on his last backpacking trip)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-165967363675978160?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/165967363675978160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-163-life-doesnt-always-make.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/165967363675978160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/165967363675978160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-163-life-doesnt-always-make.html' title='Lesson #163   Life Doesn&apos;t Always Make Sense'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kkyjnneBn1Q/Tx4pD5z5ZfI/AAAAAAAADbw/duPeEfgLNiM/s72-c/1201_RussianWilderness_034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4523924565685635793</id><published>2012-01-22T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T18:44:27.481-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #162  Weekends Have a Mind of their Own</title><content type='html'>This is why my weekend started out great.&lt;br /&gt;David: Put your shoes on, I'm taking you out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How in the world can I refuse that?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna: Ummm, let me think about that for a second... OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;I swear, David knows what I need in life before I know I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHV9A-PR6Ok/Tx2GGmTxoWI/AAAAAAAADbY/UC0qY9wlGU4/s1600/photo-737285.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700860151241744738" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHV9A-PR6Ok/Tx2GGmTxoWI/AAAAAAAADbY/UC0qY9wlGU4/s400/photo-737285.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pouring rain outside this week and David always holds the umbrella over me and drops me off on my side of the car so I can stay nice and dry. &lt;b&gt;There is something about the pouring rain that makes the nice-and-dry parts of my life oh-so-wonderful.&lt;/b&gt; Warm blankets, warm car, warm hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend filled itself up. Don't you love how they do that? &lt;b&gt;Weekends have a mind of their own I tell you.&lt;/b&gt; Relatives over for breakfast, making cookies (the best way to use up random treats), doing homework, &lt;b&gt;beautiful-beautiful-mini-concert&lt;/b&gt; at church, glow in the dark wrist-bands, late night snacks out, little naps, more church, more homework, more relatives, and crocheting while watching American Idol with Trin. Reminds me why David and I don't have television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've just decided to stop resisting weekends when they &lt;b&gt;run-rampid-out-of-my-control&lt;/b&gt;. It makes things more pleasant when you just let the inevitable happen. BUT someday, yes, someday, I will take a WHOLE weekend and let it do nothing except what I want. Someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4523924565685635793?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4523924565685635793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-162-weekends-have-mind-of-their.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4523924565685635793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4523924565685635793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-162-weekends-have-mind-of-their.html' title='Lesson #162  Weekends Have a Mind of their Own'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHV9A-PR6Ok/Tx2GGmTxoWI/AAAAAAAADbY/UC0qY9wlGU4/s72-c/photo-737285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8902207380074690417</id><published>2012-01-19T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:12:43.915-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #161 Self-Care is so so so Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love, love this picture. I took it over Christmas break on my phone. The ocean is just so breathtaking. It gets all your senses engaged at once, just demanding your attention.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me feel so &lt;b&gt;small and powerless&lt;/b&gt;... and I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's sort of how I feel when I'm in David's arms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It never felt so good to be so out of control in life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's&amp;nbsp;sort of like an overwhelming &lt;b&gt;gush of peace&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In school we are learning about how self-care is one of the best ways we can care for others. Here are some of my goals that I jotted down in class. This felt so so weird to do!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWLL755HHsc/TxfSYPh9V8I/AAAAAAAADbA/UYsYy2mrZuo/s1600/photo-748041.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699255167388309442" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWLL755HHsc/TxfSYPh9V8I/AAAAAAAADbA/UYsYy2mrZuo/s640/photo-748041.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3237379608642808680-8902207380074690417?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8902207380074690417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-161-self-care-is-so-so-so-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8902207380074690417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8902207380074690417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-161-self-care-is-so-so-so-hard.html' title='Lesson #161 Self-Care is so so so Hard'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jWLL755HHsc/TxfSYPh9V8I/AAAAAAAADbA/UYsYy2mrZuo/s72-c/photo-748041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3178277369224521798</id><published>2012-01-18T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T00:25:28.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #160   Learning and Growing is Hard Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am learning lots in life. Thought I'd share. This background art is brought to you by my frozen windshield :) What are you learning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M615cvsFgz8/TxfSpSNwPPI/AAAAAAAADbM/4Y-lQsOTuUc/s1600/photo-717184.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699255460166647026" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M615cvsFgz8/TxfSpSNwPPI/AAAAAAAADbM/4Y-lQsOTuUc/s640/photo-717184.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3178277369224521798?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3178277369224521798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-160-learning-and-growing-is-hard.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3178277369224521798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3178277369224521798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-160-learning-and-growing-is-hard.html' title='Lesson #160   Learning and Growing is Hard Work'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M615cvsFgz8/TxfSpSNwPPI/AAAAAAAADbM/4Y-lQsOTuUc/s72-c/photo-717184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8291161380985473364</id><published>2012-01-17T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T15:33:35.070-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #159  Make Homemade Microwave Popcorn!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHyFMmyPKUI/TxX_VmLuMQI/AAAAAAAADa0/AlVZO3HtXMk/s1600/1201_popcorn_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHyFMmyPKUI/TxX_VmLuMQI/AAAAAAAADa0/AlVZO3HtXMk/s640/1201_popcorn_002.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;b&gt;HUGE&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;fan of popcorn, if you haven't already noticed :)&lt;br /&gt;It's one part snackie, one part circus, one part childhood, one part munchie, one part savory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I learned how to make &lt;a href="http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/08/shockingly-authentic-homemade-kettle.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kettle corn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/09/best-friend-carmel-corn-aka-prima-donna.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;carmel corn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the comfort of my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND now thanks to&amp;nbsp;squawk fox&amp;nbsp;(see her post&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.squawkfox.com/2010/07/27/popcorn-recipe-gourmet-popcorn/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), I learned that if you are having a quick hankering for plain old wonderful buttered popcorn, you can use a brown paper sack and your microwave!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ze-mAkE9nMc/TxX_S2R8AUI/AAAAAAAADak/-_o0wUz9J9Q/s1600/1201_popcorn_004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="520" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ze-mAkE9nMc/TxX_S2R8AUI/AAAAAAAADak/-_o0wUz9J9Q/s640/1201_popcorn_004.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I thought that the bags you buy from the store were magic or something! Apparently not!! This is great because...&lt;br /&gt;a) you don't have to mess up your kitchen with pots and oil&lt;br /&gt;b) you can have popcorn in minutes&lt;br /&gt;c) you don't have to eat all the chemicals they put in bagged popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is SUPER SIMPLE to make :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Directions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Find a regular brown paper lunch bag&lt;br /&gt;2. Fill it with 1/4 cup to 1/3 cup of popcorn kernals. I like to leave a little room because the butter mixes in easier&lt;br /&gt;3. Fold over the end 2-3 times.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sit in the microwave right side up, not laying down or anything too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;5. Microwave until the you can count to 2 seconds in between the pops. That about 1 minute 45 seconds in my microwave&lt;br /&gt;6. If you would like, add a tablespoon of melted butter right into the bag and shake until mixed. You can also add salt, parmesan cheese, taco seasoning... whatever your little heart desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68BQcVG8wIQ/TxX_QNWN_2I/AAAAAAAADaU/Jre5aeqHlg4/s1600/1201_popcorn_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-68BQcVG8wIQ/TxX_QNWN_2I/AAAAAAAADaU/Jre5aeqHlg4/s640/1201_popcorn_006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popcorn can be made &lt;b&gt;JUST as fast&lt;/b&gt; as store bought microwave popcorn BUT &lt;b&gt;better for you&lt;/b&gt;? AND &lt;b&gt;more cost efficient&lt;/b&gt;. I think I'm going to go try this again... it's quite hard to believe that it works...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Popping!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiJvFZU-a5s/TxX_OqCYWfI/AAAAAAAADaM/DW_SVvk2pqU/s1600/microwave+popcorn+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiJvFZU-a5s/TxX_OqCYWfI/AAAAAAAADaM/DW_SVvk2pqU/s640/microwave+popcorn+collage.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8291161380985473364?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8291161380985473364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-159-make-homemade-microwave.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8291161380985473364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8291161380985473364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-159-make-homemade-microwave.html' title='Lesson #159  Make Homemade Microwave Popcorn!'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHyFMmyPKUI/TxX_VmLuMQI/AAAAAAAADa0/AlVZO3HtXMk/s72-c/1201_popcorn_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1825546065085817046</id><published>2012-01-16T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:33:30.006-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Lesson #158   Always be Squeaky Clean {giveaway!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who entered!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*WINNERS: Katie, Laura &amp;amp; Living in the Bay*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Message me your addresses (via my contact tab) by the end of this week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't forget to check out Jaclynn's amazing shop&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/DelightfulSoaps"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ummm... so I may or may not have completely organized my husband's closet on my day off.&lt;br /&gt;Is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel happy, and it was kind of restful just jamming out to tunes and folding.&lt;br /&gt;Is&amp;nbsp;that weird?&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now that my house is squeaky clean... I thought I'd &lt;b&gt;help you be squeaky clean&lt;/b&gt; too :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, make sure to always floss.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to clean your belly button.&lt;br /&gt;AND that's why you read my blog, helpful hygiene tips. Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;GIVING&lt;/b&gt; you something to help you keep clean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KixCw0hua4A/TxTLsrZh-vI/AAAAAAAADaA/wOz1kEimNsM/s1600/photo-729697.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698403396955011826" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KixCw0hua4A/TxTLsrZh-vI/AAAAAAAADaA/wOz1kEimNsM/s400/photo-729697.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my awesome friends Jaclynn, makes the most &lt;b&gt;AMAZING handmade soaps&lt;/b&gt;. Really, they are great. I have one in my bathroom right now. Jaclynn makes them all herself with awesome ingredients like goat's milk, and sells them at local farmers markets. She has an etsy too, you can see it &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/DelightfulSoaps"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Her soaps are so reasonably priced, especially when you consider all the time and energy that goes into making those little beauties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sent me a few extra soaps in the mail this week...and I am already stocked, so I'd love to &lt;b&gt;share them with you&lt;/b&gt;! I will be giving away a soap bar to 3 different people. The flavors are: Lemon Biscotti, Chocolate Raspberry and Apple Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To enter, simply comment below! That's all!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enter by at Saturday January 21 at midnight PST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Don't forget to wash behind your ears!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1825546065085817046?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1825546065085817046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/always-be-squeaky-clean-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1825546065085817046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1825546065085817046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/always-be-squeaky-clean-giveaway.html' title='Lesson #158   Always be Squeaky Clean {giveaway!}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KixCw0hua4A/TxTLsrZh-vI/AAAAAAAADaA/wOz1kEimNsM/s72-c/photo-729697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5449546865803152367</id><published>2012-01-15T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T16:39:39.723-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #157   Backpackers are Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Good Morning!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is brought to you live from the comfort of my WARM, SOFT, &lt;b&gt;PLOOSHY&lt;/b&gt; bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David spent the night in the wilderness in&lt;b&gt; 8 degree weather&lt;/b&gt;, and I only SORTA feel bad, because he totally did that on purpose. He and his brother went backpacking this weekend! It's given me some time and space to do some homework AHEAD of time for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRfuqHjadYU/TxMgQIe5ILI/AAAAAAAADZo/vInJv5B_i6k/s1600/photo-703385.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697933415080861874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRfuqHjadYU/TxMgQIe5ILI/AAAAAAAADZo/vInJv5B_i6k/s400/photo-703385.JPG" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna: &lt;/b&gt;Why in the world would you purposely go out and freeze?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*lists various reasons about the wild and nature and being an explorer*&lt;/i&gt;... AND it's affordable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna: &lt;/b&gt;You know what else is affordable, staying in the warm cozy apartment we already have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David:&lt;/b&gt; Hey. Someone needs to go out and take those pictures that you get to look at from the comfort of your dentist's chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna: &lt;/b&gt;Good point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate that they work so hard to plan everything ahead of time and be extra prepared. David has his official backpacking list they always go over to make sure not to forget anything, and let's just say this list is &lt;b&gt;VERY&lt;/b&gt; thorough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*David checking supplies while Luke reads off 'the list'*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David: &lt;/b&gt;Okay, what's the first thing on the list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luke: &lt;/b&gt;backpack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Okay, got that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it would be a bummer to forget that. :) By the looks of their backpacks, I'm pretty sure they didn't forget anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that you are suppose to tell guys &lt;b&gt;"have fun!"&lt;/b&gt; and not &lt;b&gt;"be safe!"&lt;/b&gt;. Is that true? I need to get better at that. Last time I told him to be safe and he still came back with a story about exploring a cave that turned out to be a &lt;b&gt;Mountain Lion Den&lt;/b&gt;. Great. I'm sure there are even better stories that he is wise enough not to tell me.&amp;nbsp;I can't even image what he would come back with if I told him to actually have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you get to have a little peak at our office (turned backpacking headquarters) as my two favorite backpackers sort out the &lt;b&gt;MOST IMPORTANT&lt;/b&gt; and vital factors in backpacking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="326" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-94ecbdc7c466fa62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D94ecbdc7c466fa62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331533340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D264D85D311804A874818863E3440D62E80FF4C00.5D3D8E460D8535C5147F13D5623A0D01574F2309%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D94ecbdc7c466fa62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqdZ19iCJM4ZdoZkvaiGLNvVZJiY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="400" height="326" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D94ecbdc7c466fa62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331533340%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D264D85D311804A874818863E3440D62E80FF4C00.5D3D8E460D8535C5147F13D5623A0D01574F2309%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D94ecbdc7c466fa62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqdZ19iCJM4ZdoZkvaiGLNvVZJiY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5449546865803152367?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5449546865803152367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/img0975mov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5449546865803152367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5449546865803152367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/img0975mov.html' title='Lesson #157   Backpackers are Crazy'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRfuqHjadYU/TxMgQIe5ILI/AAAAAAAADZo/vInJv5B_i6k/s72-c/photo-703385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1757654739708406953</id><published>2012-01-12T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:08:09.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #156   Take Time to Stop and Evaluate with a Starfish</title><content type='html'>Today in class we did the 'starfish activity'. &lt;b&gt;I challenge you to try it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind the fact that this activity is named after an eye-less five-limbed creature who resides in a tide pool... do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18gZbrQiI6Y/Tw_VXQ0j_vI/AAAAAAAADZQ/QtAD266tsxc/s1600/starfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18gZbrQiI6Y/Tw_VXQ0j_vI/AAAAAAAADZQ/QtAD266tsxc/s640/starfish.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Starfish Balance Exercise Directions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Draw a starfish.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Now in each of the little arms write these words: &lt;b&gt;mental, physical, emotional, relational, spiritual&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;3. In each area, rate yourself on how you are currently doing on a &lt;b&gt;scale of 1 to 10&lt;/b&gt;. Then next to it write how you can &lt;b&gt;improve&lt;/b&gt; on that number, or if it is a high number, write what you are currently doing that you can continue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is WHY I like this exercise...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a)So often I think to myself, “my day stinks”, “I’m having a terrible week”, “I’m in a rut!”, and yet I can’t pinpoint anything. &lt;b&gt;This exercise is a practice in focus. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;b) It forces me to be still and reflect on my current balance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;c) It gives me time and space to think how I can be doing better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;d) It allows David and I to have a discussion on how we are doing… more than ‘fine’. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp6fm_6NUmc/Tw_OR_K6lzI/AAAAAAAADZI/hl5sk7LGRA8/s1600/photo-710406.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696998862057281330" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp6fm_6NUmc/Tw_OR_K6lzI/AAAAAAAADZI/hl5sk7LGRA8/s640/photo-710406.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Photo Caption: I wore my slippers to class today, I ate cereal out of a mason jar, and David and I talked about our starfishes. I like having a cold.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I think I rated myself in the area of ‘physical’ &lt;b&gt;higher &lt;/b&gt;than I would have at any point in the last semester. &lt;b&gt;Ironic because I am still getting over a cold&lt;/b&gt;, and yet I am watching what I eat, going for walks, staying hydrated, resting and I feel excellent physically. An area I need to improve on is the ‘spiritual’ leg. I need to get into healthy habits and a groove with my mornings more than I have these past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It is so weird that I am doing &lt;b&gt;BETTER&lt;/b&gt; in so many of my starfish limbs than I was when I was ‘healthy’. I set better boundaries, stay more focused, and am so much more intentional when I’m sick! How sad is that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, go on… &lt;b&gt;draw your silly starfish&lt;/b&gt;, and talk to someone about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-wallpapers-free.com/preview/ocean-starfish-1/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HERE&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;, starfish concept adapted from the book "Thriving! A manual for students in the helping professions."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1757654739708406953?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1757654739708406953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-156-take-time-to-stop-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1757654739708406953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1757654739708406953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-156-take-time-to-stop-and.html' title='Lesson #156   Take Time to Stop and Evaluate with a Starfish'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18gZbrQiI6Y/Tw_VXQ0j_vI/AAAAAAAADZQ/QtAD266tsxc/s72-c/starfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2823787246617885178</id><published>2012-01-10T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:08:18.063-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #155   Keep Calm and Carry On</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Today I will...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take deep breaths, because they feel good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take the day off work tomorrow, because I'm sick, and well, that's what sick people do.&amp;nbsp; Or so I've been told...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Enjoy the people I'm with, and not rush ahead to the next moment physically or mentally.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear my big chunky $1 thrift store belt... because I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wear a striped shirt and plaid pants, matching is so last year. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a positive attitude about starting class tonight, because education is a privilege. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give my husband and extra long hug, because he is priceless. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Soak in Ephesians 3, because it's true. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4HNDGZBVM/TwyMZ2MYn4I/AAAAAAAADYM/8RF7kY8dOXM/s1600/photo-738898.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696082004388913026" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4HNDGZBVM/TwyMZ2MYn4I/AAAAAAAADYM/8RF7kY8dOXM/s400/photo-738898.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="margin-left: 4.5pt; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I pray that from his glorious, &lt;b&gt;unlimited&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; resources&lt;/b&gt; he will &lt;b&gt;empower you&lt;/b&gt; with&lt;b&gt; inner strength&lt;/b&gt; through his Spirit. Then Christ will make his &lt;b&gt;home in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; your hearts&lt;/b&gt; as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into&lt;b&gt; God’s love&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;keep you strong&lt;/b&gt;. And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and &lt;b&gt;how deep his love is&lt;/b&gt;. May you &lt;b&gt;experience the love of Christ&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;though it is too great to understand fully. Then &lt;b&gt;you will be made complete&lt;/b&gt; with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God. Now all glory to God, who is able, through his &lt;b&gt;mighty power at work within us&lt;/b&gt;, to accomplish infinitely &lt;b&gt;more than we might ask&lt;/b&gt; or think. &lt;b&gt;Glory to him&lt;/b&gt; in the church and in Christ Jesus through all generations forever and ever! Amen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ephesians 3:16-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif;"&gt;&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/3237379608642808680-2823787246617885178?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2823787246617885178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-155-keep-calm-and-carry-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2823787246617885178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2823787246617885178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-155-keep-calm-and-carry-on.html' title='Lesson #155   Keep Calm and Carry On'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4HNDGZBVM/TwyMZ2MYn4I/AAAAAAAADYM/8RF7kY8dOXM/s72-c/photo-738898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1482419346083335417</id><published>2012-01-08T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:11:53.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #154   Don't Talk about it and it Won't Happen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;phew. i'm pooped.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the feeling... where your body is staring to get sick...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;BUT you convince yourself that if you don't THINK about it or TALK about it or ACKNOWLEDGE it... it won't happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p360_P2WOTQ/TwqC99VC8lI/AAAAAAAADYA/TI9w-reVDqA/s1600/photo-750710.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695508679709880914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p360_P2WOTQ/TwqC99VC8lI/AAAAAAAADYA/TI9w-reVDqA/s400/photo-750710.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm trying to 'will' myself well. It sort of worked for the last three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church and work and, oh yeah, making a yummy dinner for 35 awesome peeps... I think I'm loosing hope my self-denial.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Oh, and P.S. if you ever need to make soup for 35... I highly suggest quadrupling pioneer woman's Chicken Tortilla Soup Recipe. Just sayin'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1482419346083335417?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1482419346083335417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-154-soup-pooped.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1482419346083335417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1482419346083335417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-154-soup-pooped.html' title='Lesson #154   Don&apos;t Talk about it and it Won&apos;t Happen'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p360_P2WOTQ/TwqC99VC8lI/AAAAAAAADYA/TI9w-reVDqA/s72-c/photo-750710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3342830680016928000</id><published>2012-01-08T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:20:15.980-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #153 Being 24 is Neat-O!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday I turned one year older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Actually yesterday, I only really turned one day older than how old I was on Friday, but let's keep things simple... I grew a year between Friday and Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxDqNDt1Jwo/Twp3yImU5GI/AAAAAAAADXc/UpNCX-HxjGk/s1600/Picnik+collage+of+bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxDqNDt1Jwo/Twp3yImU5GI/AAAAAAAADXc/UpNCX-HxjGk/s640/Picnik+collage+of+bday.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I think I'm liking this new age, yes I am. I think it suits me. Nearly half-way through my twenties.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't allow myself to think about the concept of age for too long, or I go a little nutty. In fact, I can't really let myself think about time or space or language or really &lt;b&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/b&gt; for too long. I get lost in a tunnel of thought so easily, but today I won't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INSTEAD, I will think about being 24&lt;/b&gt;, and all the wonderful things I adore about it already. When you are 24, you get flowers, your favorite type, delivered to your office. That's neat-o.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;My first day of being 24 was spent with 17 beautiful ladies whom I love ever so much. It was spent with yellow balloons and pearled cupcakes made by my best friend, and presents! (24 year olds still get those??) and a lunch prepared by the husband, and HOURS of making homemade cards with pretty paper and punches... and I couldn't forget the fudge lined ice cream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rqv2cySZTxI/Twp3s8_pCjI/AAAAAAAADW8/mA16Z8dZwrk/s1600/image-766756.jpeg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695496292934421042" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rqv2cySZTxI/Twp3s8_pCjI/AAAAAAAADW8/mA16Z8dZwrk/s640/image-766756.jpeg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsSSpndKfBc/Twp3sQNIbdI/AAAAAAAADWk/hu3oiQcn3lU/s1600/image-764608.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695496280911408594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WsSSpndKfBc/Twp3sQNIbdI/AAAAAAAADWk/hu3oiQcn3lU/s640/image-764608.jpeg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ddLrLSgs-A/Twp3u_BNT2I/AAAAAAAADXU/AC7o2o0GqHg/s1600/image-775127.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695496327837601634" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ddLrLSgs-A/Twp3u_BNT2I/AAAAAAAADXU/AC7o2o0GqHg/s640/image-775127.jpeg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qa2MLLKoEck/Twp3smygbwI/AAAAAAAADWs/emlTI_FVkzM/s1600/image-765812.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695496286973751042" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qa2MLLKoEck/Twp3smygbwI/AAAAAAAADWs/emlTI_FVkzM/s640/image-765812.jpeg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My first day of being 24 ended with...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EF3v5uzWzig/Twp_233axsI/AAAAAAAADX0/v--ReRkc4Ns/s1600/photo-754316.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695505259449468610" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EF3v5uzWzig/Twp_233axsI/AAAAAAAADX0/v--ReRkc4Ns/s640/photo-754316.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;An AMAZING lasagna birthday dinner at the in-laws&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;AND a sweet prayer of blessing from Grandpa&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;AND raspberry lined brownies&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;AND games&lt;br /&gt;AND husband-designed balloons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;AND cupcake glitter stickers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Just wow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Once again overwhelmed by friends, family and just &lt;b&gt;feeling so darn loved!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Did this birthday blow all my expectations away? Yes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Could this have been one of my favorite birthday EVER?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Quite possibly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3342830680016928000?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3342830680016928000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-153-bein-24-is-neat-o.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3342830680016928000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3342830680016928000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-153-bein-24-is-neat-o.html' title='Lesson #153 Being 24 is Neat-O!'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxDqNDt1Jwo/Twp3yImU5GI/AAAAAAAADXc/UpNCX-HxjGk/s72-c/Picnik+collage+of+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4148589545511534711</id><published>2012-01-05T22:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T23:04:06.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #152 Let Go of Irrational Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tonight is my last little taste of freedom before work starts again. We celebrated with garlic and currie fried risotto and a few games of connect four. I may have won three times in a row. That's why David looks so thrilled ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FKt7EdeCbA/TwaaBr81ZJI/AAAAAAAADWY/oWYBu6ZeR_0/s1600/photo-709672.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694408132624999570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FKt7EdeCbA/TwaaBr81ZJI/AAAAAAAADWY/oWYBu6ZeR_0/s400/photo-709672.JPG" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided I want to do better at seeking space and rest during the busy periods of my life... even if it's just a change of mindset. I think I just push through knowing a break is coming... but that often just sets me up for disappointment. I want to live balanced ALWAYS. Is that possible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be content at all times. Why is that so hard? Why is it so easy instead to strive and push and always want more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can we say... I have enough. I can find peace where I'm at. I can rest in the Lord. I will seek joy. I will let go of irrational expectations. I will stop striving and start living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight sweet friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4148589545511534711?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4148589545511534711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/game.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4148589545511534711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4148589545511534711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/game.html' title='Lesson #152 Let Go of Irrational Expectations'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FKt7EdeCbA/TwaaBr81ZJI/AAAAAAAADWY/oWYBu6ZeR_0/s72-c/photo-709672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2533543336445444692</id><published>2012-01-04T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:31:33.704-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #151   Educate Yourself On the Deep &amp; the Shallow</title><content type='html'>After being a &lt;b&gt;good girl&lt;/b&gt; and getting all my errands done yesterday, I was ready to settle down for a nice little evening. David was editing photos so I got cozy on the couch with my &lt;b&gt;huge brown fuzzy blanket &lt;/b&gt;and my ipad looking for an interesting documentary. I always &lt;b&gt;turn the volume up&lt;/b&gt; so that David and I can listen together. We always pause it several times throughout so that we can talk/comment. We are probably very annoying as we are so &lt;b&gt;easily impressed &lt;/b&gt;by the tiniest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the documentaries I watched back to back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Building of the Golden Gate Bridge&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The History of Monster Trucks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XP2K-TPXwvw/TwSIMmG2U7I/AAAAAAAADV0/351bG3bbrdQ/s1600/golden-gate-bridge-construction.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="362" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XP2K-TPXwvw/TwSIMmG2U7I/AAAAAAAADV0/351bG3bbrdQ/s400/golden-gate-bridge-construction.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know this may sound crazy to you, but this is kind of how my brain works. Simultaneously&lt;b&gt; shallow and deep&lt;/b&gt;. I want to understand true history in the making but also understand this crazy culture that we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click below for more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it sad to say that I learned a ton from both documentaries? AND by the way, if you aren't into documentaries, you have TOTALLY got to get into them. They will blow your mind. My favorites so far have been the prosthetic eye and the telephone. History is so darn fascinating!! Documentaries are so great because you get to cram information in your brain without a single textbook. &lt;b&gt;Glorious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the building of the Golden Gate Bridge in the 1930's (can you believe it was that early!) &amp;nbsp;people in San Franscisio put a lean on their homes to help fund the project! The technology that went into the design and building of that &lt;b&gt;huge beast&lt;/b&gt; was incredible to watch. There was tons of actual footage that was so fascinating... men heating the rivets and throwing them a few yards to a guy with a baseball mitt who would catch it and pound it in. Did you know that each of those huge draping beams on the top of bridge is actually thousands of little wires? It's fascinating to think about all the people that invested their &lt;b&gt;blood sweat and tears &lt;/b&gt;for such a bridge amongst the era of the great depression!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oh4smmt8O8A/TwSIMGUXCQI/AAAAAAAADVs/xblWIvg_VBo/s1600/goldengate2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oh4smmt8O8A/TwSIMGUXCQI/AAAAAAAADVs/xblWIvg_VBo/s640/goldengate2.jpg" width="506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://weburbanist.com/2008/04/25/the-making-of-5-modern-marvels-of-engineering-construction-truths-behind-contemporary-wonders/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wonder if we will ever experience anything like the great depression during our lifetime. I&lt;b&gt; hope not, but I sort of hope so&lt;/b&gt;. You see, I feel like my generation is so good at reading news on discussions boards and CNN.com&amp;nbsp;and feeling apart of what is happening in the middle east, having and opinion, and strongly commenting on each article. BUT HOW can we really know? Except those who are serving and their families, how invested is this generation in the wider globe? (getting off my soapbox now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monster Trucks are something I knew pretty much NOTHING about&lt;/b&gt;. Somehow, just somehow there was enough information and history about them to create a documentary. I was actually quite riveted through the whole thing&lt;b&gt; (please don't tell anyone)&lt;/b&gt;. It was actually started by one man, and his truck Bigfoot. After he realized all that he could do with the truck he built, people starting going CRAZY for them. This picture below is the first monster truck, but they don't use actual trucks anymore... it's just a shell to make it look like that. Weird. Apparently Bob Chandler who started this whole crazy stayed very active his entire life... changing shock size from 6 inches to 3 feet, creating 'drivers tests', safety regulations... I feel like it's uncommon for people to start something and remain the leader in it for their lifetime.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWfibl7Xy8o/TwSKe5OGBaI/AAAAAAAADWA/Ro2zIjU1vFE/s1600/bigfoot-1-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWfibl7Xy8o/TwSKe5OGBaI/AAAAAAAADWA/Ro2zIjU1vFE/s400/bigfoot-1-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;a href="http://www.monstermayhem.org/forums/showthread.php?15882-Bob-Chandler-amp-Big-Foot-1-coming-to-International-Monster-Truck-Gallery-in-Auburn-IN"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's crazy how many industries and 'little worlds' there are out there that I am completely oblivious of. &lt;/b&gt;I mean, people spend their whole life dedicated to this stuff!! I wish I could go to a world buffet where I could get a tiny bite of everything in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...every culture, every hobby, every perspective, every bit of history.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2533543336445444692?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2533543336445444692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-151-educate-yourself-on-deep.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2533543336445444692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2533543336445444692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-151-educate-yourself-on-deep.html' title='Lesson #151   Educate Yourself On the Deep &amp; the Shallow'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XP2K-TPXwvw/TwSIMmG2U7I/AAAAAAAADV0/351bG3bbrdQ/s72-c/golden-gate-bridge-construction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5038128349398937222</id><published>2012-01-03T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T09:27:36.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #150 Doughnuts are the Most Delightful Way to Mess Up Your Kitchen</title><content type='html'>What's the best thing to do to an absolutely clean and organized kitchen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-104jsZs8myo/TwM5GntWaUI/AAAAAAAADLQ/8e5uuMpjoAs/s1600/1201_doughnuts_282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-104jsZs8myo/TwM5GntWaUI/AAAAAAAADLQ/8e5uuMpjoAs/s640/1201_doughnuts_282.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the &lt;b&gt;messiest thing you know in existance.&lt;/b&gt; Of all the things to do to your kitchen at 10 pm, I say, slather it with dishes, dust it with powdered sugar and splatter it with hot oil. Who knows why I do the things I do. Maybe to initiate it back into it's normal state?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS IS TOTALLY like whenever I get the urge to paint my nails.&lt;/b&gt; Stick with me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually once every other month or so I decide to act like I girl and paint my nails. EVERY time I paint my nails, yes, every time, right when I paint my last little pinky, I suddenly get a&lt;b&gt; HUGE&lt;/b&gt; urge to do one of the following:&lt;br /&gt;1. zip a zipper&lt;br /&gt;2. clean something&lt;br /&gt;3. move something&lt;br /&gt;4. vacuum&lt;br /&gt;5. OR something that requires me messing them up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9FbOPsgIiU/TwM5IsY0N9I/AAAAAAAADLY/-vSIKb0ZXNc/s1600/1201_doughnuts_280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9FbOPsgIiU/TwM5IsY0N9I/AAAAAAAADLY/-vSIKb0ZXNc/s640/1201_doughnuts_280.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-104jsZs8myo/TwM5GntWaUI/AAAAAAAADLQ/8e5uuMpjoAs/s1600/1201_doughnuts_282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHY I can't sit still for 20 minutes I don't know. My&amp;nbsp;little head thinks, &lt;b&gt;"Why of course you can do a few dishes while your nails are drying"&lt;/b&gt;. Somehow it tricks me every time. Now I count it a triumph if I only have one nick in the batch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW back to the messy kitchen, which was &lt;b&gt;COMPLETELY&lt;/b&gt; worth it by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doughnuts. &lt;b&gt;Oh doughnuts.&lt;/b&gt; Eat them warm, that's when they're best... you may want to have friends over when you make them, just for &lt;b&gt;insurance &lt;/b&gt;that you don't eat them all. I adapted this recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.joythebaker.com/blog/2008/08/oh-my-god-doughnuts/"&gt;Joy the Baker&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;       &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt;   &lt;o:AllowPNG/&gt;  &lt;/o:OfficeDocumentSettings&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:TrackMoves&gt;false&lt;/w:TrackMoves&gt;   &lt;w:TrackFormatting/&gt;   &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;   &lt;w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridHorizontalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;18 pt&lt;/w:DrawingGridVerticalSpacing&gt;   &lt;w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayHorizontalDrawingGridEvery&gt;   &lt;w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt;0&lt;/w:DisplayVerticalDrawingGridEvery&gt; 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font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;DOUGHNUT RECIPE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1 (1/4-oz) package active dry yeast&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;2 tablespoons warm water&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;3 1/2+ cups of flour, plus a little extra for rolling &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1 cup whole milk at room temperature &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1/2 stick softened butter &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;3 egg yolks &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;2 tablespoons sugar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons salt &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon cinnamon &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Vegetable oil for deep frying&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;1. Dissolve yeast in warm water&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;2. Mix flour, milk, butter, yolks, sugar, salt, cinnamon and yeast on low speed until dough forms. Mix on medium speed for 3-4 minutes more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;3. Use a spatula to scrape edges to put all the dough in the center. Sprinkle top with flour. Cover bowl with a towel and let rise until doubled. This usually takes 1.5 hours at room temperature. If your house is cold, place bowl in the oven on the 'warm' setting with the oven door cracked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;4. Roll out dough on a lightly floured counter until thickness is 1/2 inch. Use a 'doughnut cutter', or if you're like me and don't have a doughnut cutter, use two different sized circular objects. I used a glass cup for the outer cut and the wide end of a turkey baster for the small cut. Try not to re-roll scraps.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m9FbOPsgIiU/TwM5IsY0N9I/AAAAAAAADLY/-vSIKb0ZXNc/s1600/1201_doughnuts_280.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;5. Put doughnuts on a baking sheet to rise one last time, usually about 1/2 hour. When puffy, fry in oil. This usually works best in a thicker pot like a cast iron skillet so that the oil heats evenly. Please be careful and remember to never mix oil with water. The oil temperature should be 350. The outsides should be golden brown and the inside should be puffy and not doughy, usually about 1.5 minutes or so. Doughnut holes cook in about 45 seconds depending on the size.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;6. Drain and toss immediately in powdered sugar or cinnamon sugar. You can also dip in frosting! Enjoy!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRALsP0E3HI/TwM45bBxVbI/AAAAAAAADKs/PKcJbRyEKXo/s1600/1201_doughnuts_289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WRALsP0E3HI/TwM45bBxVbI/AAAAAAAADKs/PKcJbRyEKXo/s640/1201_doughnuts_289.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5038128349398937222?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5038128349398937222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-150-doughnuts-are-most.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5038128349398937222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5038128349398937222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-150-doughnuts-are-most.html' title='Lesson #150 Doughnuts are the Most Delightful Way &lt;br&gt;to Mess Up Your Kitchen'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-104jsZs8myo/TwM5GntWaUI/AAAAAAAADLQ/8e5uuMpjoAs/s72-c/1201_doughnuts_282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5331327453280079156</id><published>2012-01-02T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T17:46:33.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #149   Fresh Starts are Just as Fun as Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the hugest fan of New Year's resolutions, but I am a big fan of&lt;b&gt; fresh starts!&lt;/b&gt; I feel like I always get a second wave of energy as the new year starts. I don't really do fresh starts intentionally, but when I look back at the month of January, I notice that I've run on turbo speed.&amp;nbsp;Here are some of our fresh starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62ZwgvLoeZA/TwJdBxyQqTI/AAAAAAAADKg/k9Hws1owyko/s1600/photo-750713.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693215164075125042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62ZwgvLoeZA/TwJdBxyQqTI/AAAAAAAADKg/k9Hws1owyko/s400/photo-750713.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW budget system. &lt;/b&gt;David and I had a team meeting yesterday and are trying a new system for our budget.. or lack there-of. We have tried several methods and are now reverting to the GIANT whiteboard in the office method.&lt;b&gt; It's very complex.&lt;/b&gt; You write the amount of money you allot for each area of your life, and subtract and record as you spend. Wow. If we can't do this, I think I will give up on us completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW clean house.&lt;/b&gt; I went a little crazy these past 5 hours and went ahead and detailed our spice cupboard.&amp;nbsp;I just want to have everything at least somewhat settled before I start up work and school again. I am seriously considering having David and I&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;camp out on the front lawn &lt;/b&gt;and just leave our house as a museum so I never have to clean again! I have such a respect for people who have BOTH children AND a clean house. I have enough trouble as it is with just the two of us. I think that someday when I have kids I either need to &lt;b&gt;inherit superpowers&lt;/b&gt; or just live in a messy house... not sure how else to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW master to do list. &lt;/b&gt;While it's daunting to have all the things I am suppose to get done on one list, it's also settling...so I know I won't forget to do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW blog vision. &lt;/b&gt;Excited to take the blog even deeper as I have guests share this upcoming month on the topic of chronic illness. If you are interested in contributing, drop me a line :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What fresh starts are you taking this year?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5331327453280079156?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5331327453280079156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-149-fresh-starts-are-just-as-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5331327453280079156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5331327453280079156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2012/01/lesson-149-fresh-starts-are-just-as-fun.html' title='Lesson #149   Fresh Starts are Just as Fun as Resolutions'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62ZwgvLoeZA/TwJdBxyQqTI/AAAAAAAADKg/k9Hws1owyko/s72-c/photo-750713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2405657085435818605</id><published>2011-12-31T16:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T17:29:53.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #148   Behold the Bacon Pancake</title><content type='html'>David and I have been having loads of fun with all his relatives around these past few days. This morning we had everyone over for eggs and sausage and potatoes and fruit and... well a new experiment that I have been meaning to try for a little while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, may I introduce you to a beautiful invention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drumroll please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C37_dWkFbiI/Tv-wIKCh4wI/AAAAAAAADJc/7KRN5UeKj-g/s1600/1112_bacon+and+pasta_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C37_dWkFbiI/Tv-wIKCh4wI/AAAAAAAADJc/7KRN5UeKj-g/s640/1112_bacon+and+pasta_001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's called the bacon pancake!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It takes two &lt;b&gt;ordinary &lt;/b&gt;breakfast foods and turns them into one &lt;b&gt;extraordinary&lt;/b&gt; breakfast food at no additional cost. Skeptics be ready to be amazed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Fully cook your bacon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Place a bacon strip on a hot griddle. Pour batter over top of bacon.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Flip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Consume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, this simple recipe might become a tad more complicated if all the outlets in your kitchen stop working. hehehehe. Then you might need an awesome sister in law and cousin to help you cook things in the living room ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 30 people ended up fed and full. This operation was a success.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2LlVRpS648A/Tv-1PnBzSwI/AAAAAAAADJ8/A7Rq_W7PAuw/s1600/photo-726389.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692467733798800130" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2LlVRpS648A/Tv-1PnBzSwI/AAAAAAAADJ8/A7Rq_W7PAuw/s400/photo-726389.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3237379608642808680-2405657085435818605?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2405657085435818605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-148-behold-bacon-pancake.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2405657085435818605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2405657085435818605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-148-behold-bacon-pancake.html' title='Lesson #148   Behold the Bacon Pancake'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C37_dWkFbiI/Tv-wIKCh4wI/AAAAAAAADJc/7KRN5UeKj-g/s72-c/1112_bacon+and+pasta_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3689230716521901418</id><published>2011-12-29T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T13:11:21.350-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #147   Family Cookie Recipes Make you Feel Right at Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt; &lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:"Times New Roman"; panose-1:0 2 2 6 3 5 4 5 2 3; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:"Century Gothic"; panose-1:0 2 11 5 2 2 2 2 2 2; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:50331648 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0in; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-parent:""; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;} /* List Definitions */@list l0 {mso-list-id:136149685; mso-list-type:hybrid; mso-list-template-ids:-127474716 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715 67698703 67698713 67698715;}@list l0:level1 {mso-level-tab-stop:.5in; mso-level-number-position:left; text-indent:-.25in;}ol {margin-bottom:0in;}ul {margin-bottom:0in;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fF7_218nyzg/TvzRFsFrJzI/AAAAAAAADIo/i-PDO-XxTho/s1600/1112_angel+cookies_311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fF7_218nyzg/TvzRFsFrJzI/AAAAAAAADIo/i-PDO-XxTho/s640/1112_angel+cookies_311.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: small;"&gt;This year David and I got to spend Christmas with my family :) We had a beautiful time eating and playing games and watching my sister in a play and unwrapping fun presents and seeing the ocean and most of all we just enjoyed being together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Since this was David's first official Christmas away from his family I made his mom's FAMOUS angel thumbprint cookies to make him feel right at home. His mom makes them every Christmas and let me tell you, they taste even better than they look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMz0giecfQU/TvzRORfPH_I/AAAAAAAADI4/JushA_YfakE/s1600/1112_angel+cookies_284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kMz0giecfQU/TvzRORfPH_I/AAAAAAAADI4/JushA_YfakE/s640/1112_angel+cookies_284.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Thanks sissy for helping me out!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1k5hFvVk4I/TvzRJcpqcUI/AAAAAAAADIw/9dBCzCp1r3A/s1600/1112_angel+cookies_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1k5hFvVk4I/TvzRJcpqcUI/AAAAAAAADIw/9dBCzCp1r3A/s640/1112_angel+cookies_300.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Angel Thumbprint Cookie Recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;½ cup soft butter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;½ cup oil&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 eggs separated&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;½ tsp salt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 tsp vanilla extract&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;½ tsp almond extract&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1 cup finally chopped nuts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;jelly or jam (strawberry is a favorite)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Beat butter, oil, sugar, egg yolks, salt, vanilla extract and almond extract together until fluffy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Add sifted flour and mix to moderately stiff dough&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Roll dough into small balls about 1 inch in diameter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Dip balls into unbeaten egg white and roll in chopped nuts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Place about 2 inches apart on ungreased cooking sheets.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Using clean thumb, make an impression on the center of each ball and fill with jam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;7.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Bake at 325 for 20-25 minutes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left; text-indent: -0.5in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;8.&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Cool thoroughly before storing&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Makes 2 ½ to 3 dozen delicious cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Q1XlMv5M0/TvzRBUA5OgI/AAAAAAAADIg/r5Md9cmfwwg/s1600/1112_angel+cookies_312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n4Q1XlMv5M0/TvzRBUA5OgI/AAAAAAAADIg/r5Md9cmfwwg/s640/1112_angel+cookies_312.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/3237379608642808680-3689230716521901418?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3689230716521901418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-147-family-cookie-recipes-make.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3689230716521901418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3689230716521901418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-147-family-cookie-recipes-make.html' title='Lesson #147   Family Cookie Recipes Make you Feel Right at Home'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fF7_218nyzg/TvzRFsFrJzI/AAAAAAAADIo/i-PDO-XxTho/s72-c/1112_angel+cookies_311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4071091165254677122</id><published>2011-12-27T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:49:48.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson #146 Road Trips Are Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is our travel day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKTGfLk-Fpg/Tvom7x0kBdI/AAAAAAAADIU/oyQNWozY5KU/s1600/photo-714809.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690903887563982290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKTGfLk-Fpg/Tvom7x0kBdI/AAAAAAAADIU/oyQNWozY5KU/s320/photo-714809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it isn't a road trip without: at least one disagreement, at least one time of Anna having to go to the bathroom "really really bad", discussions that solve all the worlds problems on race and immigration, In n Out, lots of dance parties with new invented dance moves and of course lots of chapstick and fun snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all those things happen... then we feel our 13 hour road trip is complete :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In traffic now but my dad snuck "curmudgeon" in my purse to keep me company. I got the little rat for him a few months ago and we've been passing it around ever since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was suppose to start last night but our car had other plans. Daddy and David replaced one measly little wire and Luna (because she has a moon roof) was back to running again. AND I got a Denny's date and with mum and a movie date with my sister out of the mix. Grateful to have men in my life who are so handy at everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and I are working on our Spanish with little podcasts on this roadtrip which inspired a new exclamation! When David saw a load of traffic ahead he proclaimed, "MACHU PICCHU!!" Thanks Peru for keeping our road trips interesting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4071091165254677122?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4071091165254677122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-146-road-trips-are-fun.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4071091165254677122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4071091165254677122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-146-road-trips-are-fun.html' title='Lesson #146 Road Trips Are Fun'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XKTGfLk-Fpg/Tvom7x0kBdI/AAAAAAAADIU/oyQNWozY5KU/s72-c/photo-714809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8013535188426697455</id><published>2011-12-26T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:33:53.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #145   Enjoy the Insignificant Moments of the Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Blog Readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a beautiful Christmas with those dearest to you. I am still enjoying lots of laughter with mine :) AND beautiful views, and yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckrnGqz-0L4/Tvi9wPVyGgI/AAAAAAAADII/lqKngv_N-ds/s1600/photo-751674.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690506765631887874" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ckrnGqz-0L4/Tvi9wPVyGgI/AAAAAAAADII/lqKngv_N-ds/s320/photo-751674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanted to take a minute and thank you readers out there in outer cyber space for what a true &lt;b&gt;GIFT&lt;/b&gt; you are to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I told you what a blessing this blog is to me? It gives me time at the end of the day to take a breath, reflect, be honest with myself and the world, and just time to decompress and occasionally be creative. Basically it's my version of TV since hubby and I gladly live in the &lt;b&gt;semi-dark ages &lt;/b&gt;without one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for putting up with the many title and design changes as I am  still trying to figure out what niche my life fits into ;) I know I am often confusing and an over-thinker and uhhh well just crazy. I know my life is both simultaneously shallow and deep. Thanks for putting up with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for reading and supporting and loving me. &lt;/b&gt;It means so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this season of celebration and joy to the fullest! Enjoy the uniqueness of your family, the gift of Christ we celebrate and the little insignificant moments of life we remember for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS... I drew the winner last night for the headband giveaway so check back to that post to see who won :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8013535188426697455?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8013535188426697455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-145-enjoy-insignificant-moments.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8013535188426697455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8013535188426697455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-145-enjoy-insignificant-moments.html' title='Lesson #145   Enjoy the Insignificant Moments of the Holidays'/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11542965917773968093</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/-ckrnGqz-0L4/Tvi9wPVyGgI/AAAAAAAADII/lqKngv_N-ds/s72-c/photo-751674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2555483232847937895</id><published>2011-12-20T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T22:39:39.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><title type='text'>Lesson# 144 The Best Gifts are Homemade {Natural Chapstick}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After searching FAR AND WIDE for an awesome Christmas gift for my girlfriends this year... I finally landed on the best gift project I'm made thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, this is way better than painted frames, decorated mugs and puff painted totes. Introducing the gift that's inexpensive, fun to make, and is actually useful in real life! WOAH! What a concept, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Homemade Natural Chapstick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(because who needs another crocheted tissue box cover?)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9eSV-a6f-s/Ts89hfGUUeI/AAAAAAAAC9A/47njVqX266Y/s1600/1111_chapstick_030-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9eSV-a6f-s/Ts89hfGUUeI/AAAAAAAAC9A/47njVqX266Y/s640/1111_chapstick_030-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCzd2Py9fw/Ts8z-nWeT4I/AAAAAAAAC8g/U_E339Kh6mw/s1600/1111_chapstick_020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;1.5 oz beeswax (1 and a half tablets)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;6 vitamin E capsules&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2-3 tablespoons of olive oil (2=more rigid, 3=softer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2-3 teaspoons of coconut oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;2-3 teaspoons of cocoa butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;25-30 empty chap stick tubes OR 15 lip balm containers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-em6t3aZIWNY/Ts8z7F-YYUI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/iX-zppxZHYc/s1600/1111_chapstick_045+labled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-em6t3aZIWNY/Ts8z7F-YYUI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/iX-zppxZHYc/s640/1111_chapstick_045+labled.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIRECTIONS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Boil water a few inches deep in a pot&lt;br /&gt;2. Combine ingredients in a measuring cup. If your vitamin E is in pill form, create a small hole and squeeze gel out of capsules.&lt;br /&gt;3. Place measuring cup in few inches of mildly boiling water (creating a double boiler effect to avoid burning and encourage even melting). Please handle with caution as hot oil and water mixing can be very dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;4. Stir while ingredients melt together into a combined liquid&lt;br /&gt;5. Once liquid is melted, poor into a spoon and let harden about 1 minute&lt;br /&gt;6. Test the consistency of your mixture. Add more solids or liquids as needed. (example: more beeswax firms it up, and olive oil will make it less firm)&lt;br /&gt;7. Place spoon back in melted mixture to remove test.&lt;br /&gt;8. Once happy with consistency, carefully pour into tubes or containers. Measuring cup handle may be hot. &amp;nbsp;I have heard that plastic droppers work well, but we had no problem carefully pouring it right out of the measuring cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_9IFpig5ys/TtE28Z6Q-rI/AAAAAAAAC9o/wjXdcaXvZ-c/s1600/1111_chapstick_002-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j_9IFpig5ys/TtE28Z6Q-rI/AAAAAAAAC9o/wjXdcaXvZ-c/s640/1111_chapstick_002-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where I found my ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Organic olive oil (local health food store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Organic coconut oil (local health food store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Vitamin E tablets (local health food store)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Raw cocoa butter (ebay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Empty chap stick tubes (ebay and a few pill boxes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Raw beeswax (ebay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;clear printer labels (walmart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aren't they adorable?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCzd2Py9fw/Ts8z-nWeT4I/AAAAAAAAC8g/U_E339Kh6mw/s1600/1111_chapstick_020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GuCzd2Py9fw/Ts8z-nWeT4I/AAAAAAAAC8g/U_E339Kh6mw/s640/1111_chapstick_020.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be Brave and EXPERIMENT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so obviously this isn't a perfect science! What is nice, is you are able to test out your melted ingredient mix VERY easily along the way. I really enjoyed being able to adjust it until I was happy with it. The amount of ingedients may vary on your preference, but also the quality and density of your products. Use this recipe as a base, but don't be afraid to be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be Kind to your Recipients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to buy product that are basically edible, or food-grade quality since people will be putting this on their lips :) You can add flavors, colors and all sorts of exciting things... but beware that it may change how long your chap stick may last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Natural Smell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My end product had a nice and very light honey/coconut smell to it, and I REALLY like the texture. I was impressed with the product more than I thought I would. The vitamin E really helps to smooth everything out, so don't skip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dress 'em Up!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is SO worth it to spend a little more to add the finishing touch of personalized labels. I purchased the tiny clear avery printer labels and listed the ingredients so those with allergies could be aware :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cost per Tube&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The total cost I think was around $1 per tube, but I have seriously 75 percent of all my ingredients left! Most things come in 10-16 ounces worth, so go half-sies with a friend. If I used up all my products, I think it would be around .25 a tube!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I would LOVE to hear how your chapstick-making adventures go or if you make any awesome new recipes or discoveries, so keep me in the loop!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have to show off my chap-stick helper who snuck into a photo :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(don't mind my messy closet in the background) My&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;family was visiting this week, and of course my dad jumped right in on my newest project and did all the pouring! He has always been so supportive of my little hobbies through the years. I love you dad!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar8lOiALe18/Ts80C6kdRTI/AAAAAAAAC8o/ZdjseGg5CdM/s1600/1111_chapstick_007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar8lOiALe18/Ts80C6kdRTI/AAAAAAAAC8o/ZdjseGg5CdM/s640/1111_chapstick_007.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2555483232847937895?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2555483232847937895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-143-best-gifts-are-homemade.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2555483232847937895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2555483232847937895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-143-best-gifts-are-homemade.html' title='Lesson# 144 The Best Gifts are Homemade {Natural Chapstick}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f9eSV-a6f-s/Ts89hfGUUeI/AAAAAAAAC9A/47njVqX266Y/s72-c/1111_chapstick_030-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-259150027244230400</id><published>2011-12-19T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T10:11:37.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Lesson #143   Always Keep Your Ears Warm {GIVEAWAY}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE WINNER IS...&amp;nbsp; Lynda Thomas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who entered :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/whitebat" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="83" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-29IwuZIncUc/Tu_RE9XCRDI/AAAAAAAADHU/cnKQ43i_wpU/s640/whitebat.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I have two categories of work clothes, and only very rarely do they overlap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. comfortable&lt;br /&gt;2. fashionable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to let you in on something that lets these overlap quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new knit headband off etsy a week ago, and let me tell you... it is the best thing since the invention of the beanie! It is the comfort of a beanie, the warmth of a beanie... but it doesn't give off the "Hi. I'm wearing a beanie to work" vibe. You can roll out of bead, put this little beauty on, and get more compliments than you know what to do with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow this math so works:&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Beanie - Kippah = Fashionable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was searching around on etsy I INSTANTLY fell in love with this one. The thick yarn, the big chunky button. Yes. Yes. Yes. The yarn is SO soft and cozy. So, I professed my love to Astacia from&lt;br /&gt;WhiteBat, and she agreed to do a giveaway on my blog! I feel so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, that's right!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You could win your very own little head-muffin!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;(my words, not hers)&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Merry Christmas Bloggy Readers!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kw5zOEAqdJ8/Tu_KzjrMdZI/AAAAAAAADHM/CbIxJFTWRGA/s1600/photo-770098.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687987841490777490" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kw5zOEAqdJ8/Tu_KzjrMdZI/AAAAAAAADHM/CbIxJFTWRGA/s400/photo-770098.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here is what you need to do:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You can have up to four entries in this contest :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;FIRST ENTRY: Be my blog follower via email subscribe OR blogger. Leave a comment below letting me know. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SECOND ENTRY: Like WhiteBat on facebook &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/shopwhitebat"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Leave a comment below letting me know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;THIRD ENTRY. Visit WhiteBat on Etsy &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/whitebat"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and tell me what color headband you would like to win in a comment below! (Yes, that's right you don't have to have boring grey like me, whitebat will let you choose any yarn color your little heart desires) Leave a comment below letting me know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FOURTH ENTRY: let your friends know about the giveaway by putting it in your FB status or tweeting about it. Leave a comment below letting me know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have until Saturday December 24th at Midnight PST to enter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IF you can't wait to see if you win the contest or not OR you need an awesome winter present OR you just want to support an artist OR if you want your own headmuffin right now... WhiteBat is offering my readers the&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;promo code XMAS10 for 10% off any item&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;through Christmas! Just use the code at checkout. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. support your local stores and buy handmade for your last minute purchases this Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-259150027244230400?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/259150027244230400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-143-always-keep-your-ears-warm.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/259150027244230400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/259150027244230400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-143-always-keep-your-ears-warm.html' title='Lesson #143   Always Keep Your Ears Warm {GIVEAWAY}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-29IwuZIncUc/Tu_RE9XCRDI/AAAAAAAADHU/cnKQ43i_wpU/s72-c/whitebat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-7313645058009807631</id><published>2011-12-18T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:12:00.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lessons #138-142  A Whole Group of Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;Am I allowed to group lessons together in one post? Hope so!  Am&lt;/style&gt;Am I allowed to group several lessons into one post? Hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to finals week keeping me a busy woman, the lessons from my past week come compliments of the camera on my phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson #138&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Accomplishing nothing sometimes accomplishes quite a bit. &lt;/b&gt;Take it slow and do a puzzle with someone this holiday season. It counteracts the principle that life cannot be fascinating in the mundane. It makes me feel completely inefficient and unproductive and like I'm not making a difference in the world... and yet it also feels completely wonderful for some reason.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V81besJ9h-c/Tu2Jna5swbI/AAAAAAAADEU/pWln_CKjDGY/s1600/photo-709669.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687353214768038322" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V81besJ9h-c/Tu2Jna5swbI/AAAAAAAADEU/pWln_CKjDGY/s320/photo-709669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Lesson #139&amp;nbsp; Try fruitcake. &lt;/b&gt;It kind of tastes like a big fig Newton. It's not as bad as it looks. Not saying that you should go out of your way to make it, BUT if someone from work kindly gives it to you, go on, give it a try. It won't bite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AfxsqmeXpe4/Tu2JrclgYgI/AAAAAAAADEs/WbNhoT-frXM/s1600/photo-724650.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687353283939688962" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AfxsqmeXpe4/Tu2JrclgYgI/AAAAAAAADEs/WbNhoT-frXM/s320/photo-724650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson #140&amp;nbsp; Don't use Hair product to compensate for height.&lt;/b&gt; If you are tall, embrace it. If you are short, embrace it. Please. Please-oh-please do not use your hair to adjust what you have been given, it is just...strange.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-obIa1ahCDZw/Tu2JF8-hg2I/AAAAAAAADD8/fsB2bIevWmE/s1600/photo-774195.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687352639799526242" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-obIa1ahCDZw/Tu2JF8-hg2I/AAAAAAAADD8/fsB2bIevWmE/s320/photo-774195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson #141&amp;nbsp; Examine 5-dollar bills closely&lt;/b&gt;, especially held up to the light. There are an incredible amount of secret features waiting to be discovered! I'm sure there are websites that list all of the hidden features, but we had a fun time seeing how many we could find on our own. It's like a treasure hunt that you carry around in your pocket. You are welcome ahead of time for a nice little piece of entertainment next time you are &lt;b&gt;in line at the DMV&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2AdAqcOcek/Tu2JRp1PFWI/AAAAAAAADEI/pwYZ4uTh82Q/s1600/photo-721650.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687352840818726242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c2AdAqcOcek/Tu2JRp1PFWI/AAAAAAAADEI/pwYZ4uTh82Q/s320/photo-721650.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .25in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson #142 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Respect the recipe that is battle tattered and hard to read, it must be a good one&lt;/b&gt;. Can’t wait to try this and share it with you! It kind of reminds me of an ancient artifact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ1GHW0xnPY/Tu2JqsUDsAI/AAAAAAAADEg/MqoEuiNfIYU/s1600/photo-721872.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687353270981603330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQ1GHW0xnPY/Tu2JqsUDsAI/AAAAAAAADEg/MqoEuiNfIYU/s320/photo-721872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-7313645058009807631?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/7313645058009807631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lessons-138-142-whole-group-of-lessons.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7313645058009807631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7313645058009807631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lessons-138-142-whole-group-of-lessons.html' title='Lessons #138-142  A Whole Group of Lessons'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V81besJ9h-c/Tu2Jna5swbI/AAAAAAAADEU/pWln_CKjDGY/s72-c/photo-709669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-9214220732704157366</id><published>2011-12-17T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:52:30.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #137   Be a Happy Camper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makeup washed off my little face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cozy in my fuzzy blanket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no homework due tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am a happy camper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just need some &lt;b&gt;zucchini sticks &lt;/b&gt;and life would truly be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have I told you that I have really been digging raw zucchini dipped in ranch lately? Delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am done with my second term of grad school. It feels so very nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like there's a little more breathing room in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kind of like eating a big meal and loosening your belt a few notches, except better. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY, so friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends, friends, friends... can I tell you that I have some SUPER excitement coming this week? Now that I am not spending my evenings looking like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r85jlzObm0U/Tu2MjupDEHI/AAAAAAAADE4/Sug5porhZOk/s1600/photo-761887.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687356449882312818" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r85jlzObm0U/Tu2MjupDEHI/AAAAAAAADE4/Sug5porhZOk/s400/photo-761887.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have time to give you a rocking tutorial on what I made for Christmas gifts this year, AND a maybe do a giveaway or two! Oh goodie. Oh yes. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND while you are bustling around this week Christmas shopping, partying and going crazy... &lt;b&gt;REMEMBER&lt;/b&gt;...this season is about the gift of time and love that we give to those closest to us in honor of the GREATEST gift ever given, life in Christ Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-9214220732704157366?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/9214220732704157366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-137-be-happy-camper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/9214220732704157366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/9214220732704157366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-137-be-happy-camper.html' title='Lesson #137   Be a Happy Camper'/><author><name>Unknown</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11542965917773968093</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/-r85jlzObm0U/Tu2MjupDEHI/AAAAAAAADE4/Sug5porhZOk/s72-c/photo-761887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-7364917680413304146</id><published>2011-12-14T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:46:29.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #136   To be Organized, One Must Find a 'To-Do' Method that Works</title><content type='html'>I wake up every morning.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to the sun peering through my little blinds.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up grateful for another day.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up under a load of warm soft covers.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up with a to-do list flooding my mind. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oemfNfcU2k4/TujVj6XpGYI/AAAAAAAADDs/ITEyVrf1e8Y/s1600/photo-770883.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686029342495807874" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oemfNfcU2k4/TujVj6XpGYI/AAAAAAAADDs/ITEyVrf1e8Y/s400/photo-770883.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try to press all those pressing thoughts away&lt;/b&gt; for a good 10 minutes, and I just lay there. I enjoy the sun. I enjoy the warm covers. I am grateful for life. I listen to some audio bible chapters on my iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get back to the to-do list in my head. It is so kind to re-join me right back where I left it the night before: &lt;b&gt;incomplete and full.&lt;/b&gt; sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Question:&amp;nbsp;How do YOU, &lt;b&gt;to-do&lt;/b&gt; your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have ways of organizing the tasks that we need to get done. Even those that don't claim to have a method... have just revealed their method. Some of us are planner people, others are list makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6lsObKLBVo/Tt-yEwO4jPI/AAAAAAAADCQ/x19eMLs1Of8/s1600/1112_posits_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6lsObKLBVo/Tt-yEwO4jPI/AAAAAAAADCQ/x19eMLs1Of8/s640/1112_posits_001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some write down notes on their hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some write notes on a little pad by their bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Others keep their task list in outlook...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Others put little notes on their phone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some send text messages of memos to themselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some stick little post-it notes EVERYWHERE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some write down things on a little whiteboard...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Others write down everything on a wall calendar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some jot notes in the margins of their class notes...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Others create acronyms in their heads of the things they need to finish.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if I told you that I know someone who does ALL these things simultaneously? Would you call this 'someone' crazy and insane? Would you think that it's a wonder they sometimes stay decently organized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, then you would be correct about me ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHY.... &amp;nbsp;I. NEED. A. BETTER. METHOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I consolidate my 'to-do' life better?&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions from the wise and mentally organized?&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, while you are volunteering, would anyone like to take some 'to-do's off my list?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-7364917680413304146?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/7364917680413304146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-135-to-be-organized-one-must.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7364917680413304146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7364917680413304146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-135-to-be-organized-one-must.html' title='Lesson #136   To be Organized, One Must Find a &apos;To-Do&apos; Method that Works'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oemfNfcU2k4/TujVj6XpGYI/AAAAAAAADDs/ITEyVrf1e8Y/s72-c/photo-770883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8450406497744031432</id><published>2011-12-13T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:50:32.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #135   Appreciate the BIG Gaseous Ball in the Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I love my job.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to eat greek yogurt, drink mango drinks and let the radiant sun warm my back, all while takin' care of business :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I would like to dedicate my gratitude for this day to the beautiful, powerful sun. Is that okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLfUr46BPF8/Tud-QI3ADwI/AAAAAAAADDU/h15fBanZ0YE/s1600/photo-783460.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685651870299721474" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLfUr46BPF8/Tud-QI3ADwI/AAAAAAAADDU/h15fBanZ0YE/s400/photo-783460.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know WHY I have been so obsessed with sunlight lately. I think it just is a &lt;b&gt;HUGE stress reliever for me&lt;/b&gt; because a) it literally warms me up and relaxes me b) It's just awesome to think about such a crazy gaseous ball up in the sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;I like to imagine the sun as being a large snack of some sort. Usually what comes to mind is some sort of burning hot sugary bubbling outside and a soft gooey marshmallow inside with a jawbreaker core.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;I won't tell you what I imagine the sun to be like, or you would think I was crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Here are some sun facts, to help you think about that big ol' ball of fire that we see everyday but think very little about. I don't know if you know this about me, but I LOVE facts. &lt;b&gt;They're like bite-sized knowledge just WAITING to be instantly digested. &lt;/b&gt;These facts were provided by &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/vision/universe/solarsystem/sun_for_kids_main.html"&gt;NASA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUN FACTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;1. The sun is a star. This makes it extremely important for life on Earth. The sun provides us with energy, which brings life on our planet. It defines the seasons, the harvests, and even the sleep patterns of all living creatures on Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2. The sun is way bigger than the Earth. In fact its radius is 109 times bigger than the radius of the Earth. For those of you who are curious, the sun’s Radius is 696,000km and the Earth’s radius is 6, 376km.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;3. The sun’s average surface temperature is 5700 C. Compare that to the Earth’s average temperature, which is 20 C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4. The sun is 150 million km (93 million miles) away from the Earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;5. We know that the Earth’s structure consists of different layers. The sun also has layers but unlike the Earth, the sun is entirely gaseous; there is no solid surface.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;6. The sun rotates on its axis approximately once every 26 days. The sun is made of gas, which is why its different parts rotate at different speeds. The fastest rotation is around the equator and the slowest rotation is at the sun’s polar regions (more than 30 days).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;7. The sun changes. No matter when or where we look at the sun, we will always see something interesting. Scientists observe these changes by watching the sunspots. They increase and decrease on a regular cycle of about 10.8 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great National Geographic article &lt;a href="http://science.nationalgeographic.com/science/space/solar-system/sun-article/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; if you're &lt;i&gt;burning&lt;/i&gt; for more ;)&lt;br /&gt;(pun intended)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8450406497744031432?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8450406497744031432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-135-appreciate-big-gaseous-ball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8450406497744031432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8450406497744031432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-135-appreciate-big-gaseous-ball.html' title='Lesson #135   Appreciate the BIG Gaseous Ball in the Sky'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wLfUr46BPF8/Tud-QI3ADwI/AAAAAAAADDU/h15fBanZ0YE/s72-c/photo-783460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1334228808508113968</id><published>2011-12-12T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T07:43:00.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #134   The Best Way to Avoid Life is Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Yes, of COURSE I would choose Sunday night (when I was suppose to be doing LOADS of homework) to make a nice sit-down dinner for me and the husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I had a leftover mini-martinelli's bottle... and I had to make SOMETHING for dinner, so I had to make turkey (pre-made from trader joe's)...and red potatoes... and gravy... and stuffing to go with it, right?&lt;b&gt; I really had no other choice. &lt;/b&gt;What was I suppose to do, make mac and cheese with martinellis?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj_vQc0cjKw/TuWH045_vbI/AAAAAAAADDI/jW9an1lqt5Y/s1600/photo-762874.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685099447323704754" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj_vQc0cjKw/TuWH045_vbI/AAAAAAAADDI/jW9an1lqt5Y/s400/photo-762874.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Yesterday was the &lt;b&gt;PERFECT&lt;/b&gt; unproductive day. It was beautiful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Church was AWESOME. I swear the pastor must have read my blog post a few weeks back on 'how to measure your life'. The sermon was on SUCCESS...and it was SO. GOOD. Good reminders.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Lunch out. Thrift Store. Errands. NAP. (oh the beauty of a sunday afternoon cat nap). homework. cleaning. turkey dinner. clean up with David (it took twice as long because we kept throwing towels at each other). a little more homework.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Okay, I guess it wasn't too unproductive, it just felt &lt;b&gt;beautifully SLOW&lt;/b&gt;. AND I should have got more HW done. All well. This week is my last week of school anyway :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1334228808508113968?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1334228808508113968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-134-best-way-to-avoid-life-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1334228808508113968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1334228808508113968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-134-best-way-to-avoid-life-is.html' title='Lesson #134   The Best Way to Avoid Life is Cooking'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gj_vQc0cjKw/TuWH045_vbI/AAAAAAAADDI/jW9an1lqt5Y/s72-c/photo-762874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-86280113357805884</id><published>2011-12-11T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:06:02.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #133  Figure out how old you are, Make a Wish-List</title><content type='html'>okay, so as I started e-shopping this holiday season for gifts for my friends and family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(at this point I still thought I was a normal person)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would occasionally add things that I saw and liked to my amazon wishlist per hubby's request...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(still thought I was a normal person)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really ask for anything in particular for Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I am normal right??)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my family has always been better at picking out what I like than I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(please say that you will still be my friend.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7AYJaIEZJw/TuMYfB2qdFI/AAAAAAAADC8/l-YqOcjaAuo/s1600/antfarm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7AYJaIEZJw/TuMYfB2qdFI/AAAAAAAADC8/l-YqOcjaAuo/s1600/antfarm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Uncle-Milton-Giant-Ant-Farm/dp/B00000IRUG"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is my first year in the history of my life that I compiled a wish list.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I have never done this before.&lt;br /&gt;If 'wish lists' say anything about who I am... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things I compiled. &lt;b&gt;Seriously. &lt;/b&gt;I have been totally serious as I have been adding these over the past few weeks. I genuinely think these things would be fun to have. (not expecting them all of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pollyanna (a movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An Introduction to Danish Culture (a huge book)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Galaxy Quest (a movie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zen Magnets (a toy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Psychology, Theology &amp;amp; Spirituality (a book)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wits &amp;amp;Wagers (a game)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pre-Order Joy the Baker cookbook (duh.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DixIt (a game)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life Together (a book)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nalgene bottle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;an ant farm (self explanatory)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now JUST looking at the list? How old do you think this person is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide. Either an &lt;b&gt;84 year-old or a stinkin' 7-year old&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me? Who does that? &lt;b&gt;An ant farm?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I guess the nalgene bottle could be typical for my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predictable. This is totally the story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am convinced I have an inner 7 year-old and an inner 84 year-old.&lt;/b&gt; Lately I have reflecting on death/aging/purpose AND also I've also been &lt;b&gt;obsessed with play-doh&lt;/b&gt;. I think about my past memories and what I will leave behind on this earth AND I snack on trader joe's &lt;b&gt;mango fruit snackies&lt;/b&gt; all day long. I wear grandma socks under my boots AND &lt;b&gt;I throw a mini-tantrum&lt;/b&gt; because I don't want to do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I need to embrace the dichotomy of my daily battle between extremes of age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's going to change anytime soon :) AND I don't know if I want it to. It's like being young at heart while simultaneously thinking about long-term repercussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not missing out on anything fun that normal mid-twenty year-old people do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-86280113357805884?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/86280113357805884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-133-figure-out-how-old-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/86280113357805884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/86280113357805884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-133-figure-out-how-old-you-are.html' title='Lesson #133  Figure out how old you are, Make a Wish-List'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7AYJaIEZJw/TuMYfB2qdFI/AAAAAAAADC8/l-YqOcjaAuo/s72-c/antfarm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2572589200203469862</id><published>2011-12-09T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:56:09.237-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #132   Being the Hostess with the Mostest is not what you DO, It's Just who you ARE!</title><content type='html'>How do I even describe this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe "&lt;b&gt;BLEH&lt;/b&gt;!" will suffice. Yes, I think that does very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished TONS of school work, checked lots of things off my work to-do list, completed Christmas and grocery shopping, got the Christmas cards out, did nearly 10 loads of laundry this week (&lt;b&gt;don't ask&lt;/b&gt;), went to who know's how many Christmas parties... and want to know my highlight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dinner with our good friends Heide and Willie tonight. AND the&lt;b&gt; 101 desserts&lt;/b&gt; that we got to sample weren't all bad either ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNiQF3SfXjc/TuMJJqZR8uI/AAAAAAAADCo/Rt9FQNxxxAg/s1600/photo-761899.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684397216275493602" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNiQF3SfXjc/TuMJJqZR8uI/AAAAAAAADCo/Rt9FQNxxxAg/s400/photo-761899.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am grateful for the Coxes. They are just those people who you've only known a brief amount of time, but feel like you've known them forever. They're the people that make me want to laugh and cry all at the same time. They make me revaluate my priorities, frustrations and what I'm grateful for. They make you want to stay in their house &lt;b&gt;ALL. NIGHT. LONG.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because wisdom isn't always easy to find in this world. because it's not always easy to find people who have lived a life that's just been so darn amazing. because you just want to &lt;b&gt;borrow just a little bit of all that goodness &lt;/b&gt;tucked away in their head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is hospitality?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ummm... here's a picture of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylw9jeQBc9s/TuMJOpN0UoI/AAAAAAAADC0/D1oR45JAFjw/s1600/photo-782571.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684397301858325122" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ylw9jeQBc9s/TuMJOpN0UoI/AAAAAAAADC0/D1oR45JAFjw/s400/photo-782571.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it having your house perfectly clean? (Ummm...their's was!)&lt;br /&gt;Is it providing amazing food? (check.)&lt;br /&gt;Is it making you feel special? (I did)&lt;br /&gt;Is it taking a moment in time and space to pause your own life for someone else? (yes.)&lt;br /&gt;Is it putting aside your world to listen to another's?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and by the way, Heide is the go-to person for awesome recipes... pretty sure half of the recipes in my favorite church cookbook are from her ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT more than all those things it was just a general presence. &lt;b&gt;It wasn't anything said or done, it was just WHO THEY ARE.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2572589200203469862?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2572589200203469862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-131-being-hostess-with-mostest.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2572589200203469862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2572589200203469862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-131-being-hostess-with-mostest.html' title='Lesson #132   Being the Hostess with the Mostest is not what you DO, It&apos;s Just who you ARE!'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cNiQF3SfXjc/TuMJJqZR8uI/AAAAAAAADCo/Rt9FQNxxxAg/s72-c/photo-761899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2988129050954595831</id><published>2011-12-08T17:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:57:07.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #131   Homemade Cranberry Ginger Ale Makes you Feel Fancy in your PJs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;This CRAZY end-of-the-year projects week is brought to you by this DELICIOUS cranberry ginger ale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4BJlYMgX9U/TuFf2aD-dgI/AAAAAAAADCc/8wUQfqMffbw/s1600/photo-785348.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683929593031849474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4BJlYMgX9U/TuFf2aD-dgI/AAAAAAAADCc/8wUQfqMffbw/s400/photo-785348.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, it's &lt;b&gt;cranberry juice, club soda &lt;/b&gt;and the very last (tear) of that &lt;b&gt;homemade ginger syrup&lt;/b&gt;. Yes, brain science I know, that's why I get paid the big-bucks folks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye ginger syrup, you have done me well. You have soothed sore throats, entertained guests and kept me very occupied and feeling fancy even in my studying PJs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Now take your smell from my living room and be gone already!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2988129050954595831?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2988129050954595831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-131-homemade-cranberry-ginger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2988129050954595831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2988129050954595831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-131-homemade-cranberry-ginger.html' title='Lesson #131   Homemade Cranberry Ginger Ale Makes you Feel Fancy in your PJs'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g4BJlYMgX9U/TuFf2aD-dgI/AAAAAAAADCc/8wUQfqMffbw/s72-c/photo-785348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5505107883063168927</id><published>2011-12-07T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:06:29.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #130   Adorable Oreo Truffles are the Perfect Holiday Dessert</title><content type='html'>Don't hate me for what I am about to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am not a huge 'cake pop' person. &lt;/b&gt;For some reason this craze never really got me excited. It's just cake... and frosting... all mashed up together. I think it's because I'm not a huge CAKE person in general. I think that's where my problem lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to an &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt; craft fair where there were lots of booths with baked goods. I decided to give the whole 'ball thing' another chance. I bought a little oreo cake ball for .50. Not a huge investment. The risk/benefit ratio seemed fair to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRNb1qIRgn0/Ttz2WrPuCzI/AAAAAAAADB0/21UD6shmq1c/s1600/1112_cakeballs_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRNb1qIRgn0/Ttz2WrPuCzI/AAAAAAAADB0/21UD6shmq1c/s640/1112_cakeballs_002.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/b&gt;! It took all my will power not to eat the second one that I bought for David.&lt;br /&gt;I looked up recipes as soon as I got home...and low and behold...&lt;b&gt; no actual cake in these things&lt;/b&gt;!!! I little deceitful, but I definitely approve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were oh-so-simple, and I am convinced they are the perfect bring-along to any holiday party :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You will need:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 package of oreos&lt;br /&gt;1 package of cream cheese (8 oz)&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate melts/chocolate bark&lt;br /&gt;Decor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1XbtKAytVQ/Ttz2UJEQdrI/AAAAAAAADBs/fbDm2tFIKT4/s1600/1112_cakeballs_003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r1XbtKAytVQ/Ttz2UJEQdrI/AAAAAAAADBs/fbDm2tFIKT4/s640/1112_cakeballs_003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DO IT!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In a food processor (or in a big ziplock with a mallet), crush those oreos into fine crumbs&lt;br /&gt;-Mix with cream cheese until smooth&lt;br /&gt;-Use a cookie dough scoop, or your clean hands to make little balls. Freeze for 3 minutes&lt;br /&gt;-Once firm, dip in melted chocolate and decorate! I think that chocolate melts don't have the BEST flavor, but they are easy to work with. Experiment with different chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;-Store in the refrigerator. If you are bringing to a party, you may want to freeze them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5505107883063168927?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5505107883063168927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-130-adorable-oreo-truffles-are.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5505107883063168927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5505107883063168927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-130-adorable-oreo-truffles-are.html' title='Lesson #130   Adorable Oreo Truffles are the Perfect Holiday Dessert'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRNb1qIRgn0/Ttz2WrPuCzI/AAAAAAAADB0/21UD6shmq1c/s72-c/1112_cakeballs_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3445029583257992607</id><published>2011-12-05T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:17:09.291-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #129   Nothing Says Holiday Cheer like Fresh Ginger Ale</title><content type='html'>I'm think I'm a tad paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;It's December 4, 2011. I feel like &lt;b&gt;the world's being taken over by mini candy canes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Those things are EVERYWHERE this season.&lt;br /&gt;Lights, decor, stickers, on cards, and the actual thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also the season for Christmas party mania.&lt;br /&gt;Work christmas parties, family christmas parties, friend christmas parties...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should bring back the tradition of bringing along a gift for the host/hostess of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Personal opinion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want the perfect gift to bring to your next Christmas party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've got you covered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ggp4ph_3x8/Ttzqno99RgI/AAAAAAAADBk/TqLO1QyOaBg/s1600/GingerAleCollage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ggp4ph_3x8/Ttzqno99RgI/AAAAAAAADBk/TqLO1QyOaBg/s640/GingerAleCollage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think you should bring along homemade ginger syrup, a bottle of club soda and a couple limes.&lt;br /&gt;It's just ginger ale.&lt;br /&gt;It's just from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;No big deal.&lt;br /&gt;You're just that cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can't help it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party starts when you get there.&lt;br /&gt;So go on, make some!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ginger Root (2 cups chopped)&lt;br /&gt;-Sugar (2 cups)&lt;br /&gt;-Club soda&amp;nbsp;(puleze don't buy the generic type, it's not nearly as fizzy)&lt;br /&gt;-Straws (it really makes it more exciting, promise!)&lt;br /&gt;-Lime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Use a food processor or finally chop ginger root to make 2 cups&lt;br /&gt;-Combine chopped ginger with 2-3 cups of sugar, 6 cups of water&lt;br /&gt;-Simmer and occasionally stir for 1-1.5 hours till reduced&lt;br /&gt;-Use a strainer to separate ginger from syrup&lt;br /&gt;-Store in a jar and use in the next 3 days for the best taste&lt;br /&gt;(recipe from&lt;a href="http://www.joythebaker.com/blog/2011/06/homemade-ginger-syrup-for-ginger-ale/"&gt; joy the baker&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sweeten your tea&lt;br /&gt;-Use as syrup for waffles&lt;br /&gt;-Make Ginger Ale (syrup + club soda + squeeze of lime)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WARNING: &lt;/b&gt;This stuff is on the spicy side so start out with just a tad of syrup and lots of club soda. You can also add additional sugar if you want the store bought taste. I won't judge you. It' s all about the baby steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3445029583257992607?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3445029583257992607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-129-nothing-says-holiday-cheer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3445029583257992607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3445029583257992607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/lesson-129-nothing-says-holiday-cheer.html' title='Lesson #129   Nothing Says Holiday Cheer like Fresh Ginger Ale'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ggp4ph_3x8/Ttzqno99RgI/AAAAAAAADBk/TqLO1QyOaBg/s72-c/GingerAleCollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1122042096200879590</id><published>2011-12-02T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:25:13.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #128   Friday Nights are Best Spent Purchasing Ginger and Coconuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;When you go to the store on a Friday night at 11 pm, these are the things you should purchase:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6 pack of mini martinis bottles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 coconut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 limes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 lbs of ginger root&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 mango&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;club soda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McAXa256amw/TtnW2h4sQYI/AAAAAAAADBQ/tiTC9_KraIg/s1600/photo-762642.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681808637202022786" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McAXa256amw/TtnW2h4sQYI/AAAAAAAADBQ/tiTC9_KraIg/s320/photo-762642.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I mean, that's what normal people do, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;They also check their backseat like 5 times because they just watched a scary movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Did you ever take note that watching the scary scenes &lt;b&gt;between your fingers&lt;/b&gt; is less scary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Also, hiding in a friend's armpit helps as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I'm not sure if it's the huge gash David got on his hand today, the fact that I showered and got ready for work in 15 minutes, the A I got on a huge paper, David still getting over a cold, or my 4 hour meeting this afternoon that's driving us to such strange behavior. Then again, not like it's out of character behavior ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just wanted to fill you in on what's normal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1122042096200879590?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1122042096200879590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/friday-nights-are-best-spent-purchasing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1122042096200879590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1122042096200879590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/12/friday-nights-are-best-spent-purchasing.html' title='Lesson #128   Friday Nights are Best Spent Purchasing Ginger and Coconuts'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McAXa256amw/TtnW2h4sQYI/AAAAAAAADBQ/tiTC9_KraIg/s72-c/photo-762642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5193675614469929908</id><published>2011-11-30T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:05:37.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson #127   Apples, Peanut Butter &amp; Honey make the Best Study Snack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and I had a &lt;b&gt;MAJOR&lt;/b&gt; homework night last night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He sat at his big desk, I sat at my little desk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTiwMY_gWRA/TtbEWmstJyI/AAAAAAAADA4/CiO91TRq0iA/s1600/1111_apples_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTiwMY_gWRA/TtbEWmstJyI/AAAAAAAADA4/CiO91TRq0iA/s640/1111_apples_001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAJOR TIP&lt;/b&gt;: If anyone feels like they are stuck in life OR have nothing they can think to do/accomplish... find some homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homework, well, it has this amazing way of making your little brain &lt;b&gt;INSTANTLY&lt;/b&gt; create an &lt;b&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/b&gt; list of things you should be accomplishing instead of the homework. Your brain tells you that these things are way more fun/productive/exciting than homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the two that popped into my mind were &lt;b&gt;air guitar and crunches&lt;/b&gt;. Do I EVER get the urge to do these things otherwise? Nope. Never. Did I take some breaks to accomplishes these desires. Yes. Very necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David "You're going to break the couch!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help it, the new CD I bought was just too good.&amp;nbsp;You know you're in really dangerous territory when laundry sounds appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ummm... if you need something ELSE to add to your list... make a snack.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and ummm... if you haven't tried apple slices with natural &lt;b&gt;peanut butter with drizzles of honey&lt;/b&gt;, you are missing out majorly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5193675614469929908?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5193675614469929908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-127-apples-peanut-butter-honey.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5193675614469929908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5193675614469929908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-127-apples-peanut-butter-honey.html' title='Lesson #127   Apples, Peanut Butter &amp; Honey make the Best Study Snack'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TTiwMY_gWRA/TtbEWmstJyI/AAAAAAAADA4/CiO91TRq0iA/s72-c/1111_apples_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8157474066284304774</id><published>2011-11-28T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:19:16.330-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #126   Sometimes You Don't Need to Make Things from Scratch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Sometimes I make things from scratch,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Other times I don't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;Today was a definitely a DON'T day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJFGTECs6e4/TtRWlbbGEKI/AAAAAAAADAE/N4xYemBWCH8/s1600/photo-744574.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680260231037587618" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJFGTECs6e4/TtRWlbbGEKI/AAAAAAAADAE/N4xYemBWCH8/s400/photo-744574.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;My poor sick husband hasn't been feeling very well today. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;So I turned to my good Old Faithful Lipton soup packet. My aunt got me started on these when I was quite young. Whenever I was at her house and not feeling well she would make me a little cup of Lipton soup. The tiny noodles always felt good on my sore throat and the broth was so soothing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;I added some white corn and fresh chives and just a bit of fresh pepper. It was gentle and just so yum.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;This is also a great base to make an egg drop soup out of.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;I think I could eat soup every night for dinner. There's just something about soup that makes me feel calm, warm and fuzzy inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are your favorite simple soup variations?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8157474066284304774?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8157474066284304774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-126-sometimes-you-dont-need-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8157474066284304774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8157474066284304774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-126-sometimes-you-dont-need-to.html' title='Lesson #126   Sometimes You Don&apos;t Need to Make Things from Scratch'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJFGTECs6e4/TtRWlbbGEKI/AAAAAAAADAE/N4xYemBWCH8/s72-c/photo-744574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8371624975418486768</id><published>2011-11-27T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:17:02.068-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #125   Sometimes You Needs Some Empty Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it's just a weekend of &lt;b&gt;FULL&lt;/b&gt;, and you need some time called &lt;b&gt;EMPTY&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEJzI-4OvhI/TtQCzMQnkHI/AAAAAAAAC_s/KLtTZTJqObg/s1600/photo-795902.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680168108508549234" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEJzI-4OvhI/TtQCzMQnkHI/AAAAAAAAC_s/KLtTZTJqObg/s400/photo-795902.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usually that empty time does not include cooking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OR the cleaning. OR the laundry. OR homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's when you go out for a soup dinner date at 9 pm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's also when you go Christmas shopping at 10 pm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We all need those mini-three-hour-reality-vacations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8371624975418486768?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8371624975418486768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-125-sometimes-you-needs-some.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8371624975418486768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8371624975418486768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-125-sometimes-you-needs-some.html' title='Lesson #125   Sometimes You Needs Some Empty Time'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FEJzI-4OvhI/TtQCzMQnkHI/AAAAAAAAC_s/KLtTZTJqObg/s72-c/photo-795902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1804593310833081383</id><published>2011-11-26T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T15:11:25.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='free happiness'/><title type='text'>Lesson #124   Doing Brave Things Happen One Step at a Time {and free printable}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever do brave things in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Sometimes it may be something big, other times it may be very small and seemingly insignificant to others. It may be sky diving or bungee jumping, or it may be getting back into a car after an accident or forgiving someone that's hurt us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday I did something brave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;David and his cousin and his brother went out shooting yesterday. I came along to watch.This may not be a big deal to you, but it was a big deal to me. Growing up I only saw guns in tense and frightening situations, and never in normal circumstances like this time. I came to watch, but when they gave me a change I listened to all their instructions, shook a little... and shot it. twice. I was nervous, but it wasn't that bad after all. I was brave. Being brave doesn't mean being perfect, it usually just means baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIfN8o0x-Q0/TtFpdbPCVKI/AAAAAAAAC_I/mxtv_JMLtrg/s1600/photo-768955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679436559338853538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIfN8o0x-Q0/TtFpdbPCVKI/AAAAAAAAC_I/mxtv_JMLtrg/s400/photo-768955.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't think FEAR is always the issue. It's not what we are naturally or circumstantially afraid of, it's more what we let get in the way of us living and enjoying our life. We can't let fear control us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zV6eF1D6ilo/TtFdXemgE2I/AAAAAAAAC-0/9xrVhxYLlNM/s1600/brave.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="512" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zV6eF1D6ilo/TtFdXemgE2I/AAAAAAAAC-0/9xrVhxYLlNM/s640/brave.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My last little printable I made on 2 Timothy 2:17 is a great reminder for WHY we can be brave. I made another little one. It's just a 4x6 inch printable. You can print it for 10 cents at cotsco, or from your printer with my easy-to-print format. It's a reminder you and I can do brave things in life. It's a reminder that little accomplishments are important too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niCqBbwT8-k/TtFw-_vTMqI/AAAAAAAAC_g/FTAUgZXN_Q8/s1600/photo-794432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679444832654930594" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-niCqBbwT8-k/TtFw-_vTMqI/AAAAAAAAC_g/FTAUgZXN_Q8/s400/photo-794432.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;This is my latest bit of 'free happiness' so use my contact form if you want me to email it to you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1804593310833081383?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1804593310833081383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-124-doing-brave-things-happens.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1804593310833081383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1804593310833081383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-124-doing-brave-things-happens.html' title='Lesson #124   Doing Brave Things Happen One Step at a Time {and free printable}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AIfN8o0x-Q0/TtFpdbPCVKI/AAAAAAAAC_I/mxtv_JMLtrg/s72-c/photo-768955.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4875140454906806585</id><published>2011-11-24T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T12:26:25.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #123   Thanksgiving Should be a Mindset, not a Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am thankful for so many things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ0jKiUUKPo/Ts_3X4SSveI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/58aFg-0PSuQ/s1600/photo-727171.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679029644755647970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ0jKiUUKPo/Ts_3X4SSveI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/58aFg-0PSuQ/s400/photo-727171.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ability to smell and taste and touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;different cultures that make the world fascinating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the privilege of higher education&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;board games and laughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a husband who always has grace for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a warm place to sleep at night. especially my fav brown fuzzy blanket&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;a roof to keep dry from the rain, but also I'm grateful to live in a place that rains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;fresh smelling air and beautiful tall trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;family... lots of family that loves me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;a thanksgiving celebrated with my family AND david's family under one roof!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have so much to be grateful for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMosXZ0C5e8/Ts_3OnU2HWI/AAAAAAAAC9M/Y9qV0WpkZRs/s1600/photo-790184.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679029485584129378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RMosXZ0C5e8/Ts_3OnU2HWI/AAAAAAAAC9M/Y9qV0WpkZRs/s400/photo-790184.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="body" style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold" style="font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/w/williamart105516.html" style="line-height: normal; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;William Arthur Ward&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4875140454906806585?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4875140454906806585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-123-thanksgiving-should-be.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4875140454906806585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4875140454906806585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-123-thanksgiving-should-be.html' title='Lesson #123   Thanksgiving Should be a Mindset, not a Holiday'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQ0jKiUUKPo/Ts_3X4SSveI/AAAAAAAAC9Y/58aFg-0PSuQ/s72-c/photo-727171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8033374688867683989</id><published>2011-11-23T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T16:35:00.085-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #122   Leaves Provide the Best Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you ever have THOSE days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yup. one of THOSE days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ones where you kind of forget to breathe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ones where your shoulders are keeping your ears warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just been one of those cleaning the house-grading essays-making lunch for hubby-sorting paperwork-emailing-finishing invites-finishing term paper-wishing thanksgiving dinner was here already-days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, right when I look at the clock and think of all there is I have yet to do, I look outside at the beautiful fall leaves, and realize that really, life isn't that bad at all. Life is good and beautiful. There is a God. He creative and all-knowing. Am I reading into the leaves a little too much? Who cares! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dS4ny8cAQ44/Ts15xZqXa7I/AAAAAAAAC8I/R1XIpLj4mxw/s1600/photo-701249.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678328594793196466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dS4ny8cAQ44/Ts15xZqXa7I/AAAAAAAAC8I/R1XIpLj4mxw/s400/photo-701249.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so obsessed with leaves lately? Who knows!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the fact that leaves represent something for me. Something that's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;stunning,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;timeless,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;natural,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;consistent,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;full of beauty,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;simple,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;steady,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;powerful,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;undemanding,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;creative and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;assuring about leaves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Basically, I wish I were more like a leaf sometimes!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now back to finishing this 5 pager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for God's grace in my life, and the gift of leaves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8033374688867683989?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8033374688867683989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-122-leaves-provide-best-therapy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8033374688867683989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8033374688867683989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-122-leaves-provide-best-therapy.html' title='Lesson #122   Leaves Provide the Best Therapy'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dS4ny8cAQ44/Ts15xZqXa7I/AAAAAAAAC8I/R1XIpLj4mxw/s72-c/photo-701249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2173836343351320739</id><published>2011-11-21T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T13:49:32.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty'/><title type='text'>Lesson #121   The Cutest Party Decor Will Only Cost You $5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqx2NyqYlV8/Tsq-cbvT7eI/AAAAAAAAC7M/EuL-7dji3a4/s1600/1111_doily_015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqx2NyqYlV8/Tsq-cbvT7eI/AAAAAAAAC7M/EuL-7dji3a4/s640/1111_doily_015.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banners are the best things EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They up the 'neat-o factor' of a party to the next level &lt;br /&gt;They are easy and quick to make&lt;br /&gt;They are pretty and affordable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSYOHzXjxQw/Tsq-dWVwfMI/AAAAAAAAC7U/wzSub10nQCM/s1600/1111_doily_012.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OSYOHzXjxQw/Tsq-dWVwfMI/AAAAAAAAC7U/wzSub10nQCM/s640/1111_doily_012.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my recent FAV when it comes to banners and bunting... a doily banner!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My sweet friend Cassidy used this decor at her GORGEOUS outdoor wedding... it really set the tone, and served as a beautiful accent to all the majestic trees and barns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For a few swings across the room, it costs around $5 to make! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;You will need:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Paper doilies (I found mine at the dollar store!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-Hot glue/craft glue&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;-twine/ribbon/string&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ready, Go!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fold all your doilies in half&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fold over a long piece of twine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Place small dots of glue along the crease and apply preasure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try using a combo of small and large doilies, or adding brown coffee filters under!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePngC8VdsJU/Tsq-eOpXVoI/AAAAAAAAC7c/k3Ub63RgiFo/s1600/1111_doily_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ePngC8VdsJU/Tsq-eOpXVoI/AAAAAAAAC7c/k3Ub63RgiFo/s640/1111_doily_006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it turned out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gEi-Jdp6dM/Tsq-fFypEYI/AAAAAAAAC7k/Dh6i47ZOpww/s1600/1111_doily_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1gEi-Jdp6dM/Tsq-fFypEYI/AAAAAAAAC7k/Dh6i47ZOpww/s640/1111_doily_001.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WuYGAkXL0RQ/TsrARsios6I/AAAAAAAAC7w/3WfMwE1PlYw/s1600/photo-741441.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677561690500674466" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WuYGAkXL0RQ/TsrARsios6I/AAAAAAAAC7w/3WfMwE1PlYw/s400/photo-741441.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and bestie helped me finish the banner up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your favorite things to make banners from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy bunting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2173836343351320739?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2173836343351320739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-121-cutest-party-decor-will-only.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2173836343351320739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2173836343351320739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-121-cutest-party-decor-will-only.html' title='Lesson #121   The Cutest Party Decor Will Only Cost You $5'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bqx2NyqYlV8/Tsq-cbvT7eI/AAAAAAAAC7M/EuL-7dji3a4/s72-c/1111_doily_015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1155375634375156012</id><published>2011-11-20T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T09:53:06.632-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #120   Nothing is Sweeter Than a Family Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet family is visiting. Yes they are :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-aL_fotJs4/TsnzJm0ItUI/AAAAAAAAC64/SzGDa9JS8_c/s1600/photo-728007.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677336151640814914" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-aL_fotJs4/TsnzJm0ItUI/AAAAAAAAC64/SzGDa9JS8_c/s400/photo-728007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the museums, board games and, yummy food and of course just being together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's dinner was comfort food, very necessary in this cold weather. It's a great meal for rainy day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ultimate Grilled Cheese&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(sourdough, cheddar, provolone, bacon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomato Basil Soup&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(topped with fresh grated parmesan) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1155375634375156012?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1155375634375156012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/family-visit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1155375634375156012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1155375634375156012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/family-visit.html' title='Lesson #120   Nothing is Sweeter Than a Family Visit'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-aL_fotJs4/TsnzJm0ItUI/AAAAAAAAC64/SzGDa9JS8_c/s72-c/photo-728007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2764850431560870204</id><published>2011-11-18T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T21:56:20.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #119 A Fancy Hairdo Can be Done in 3 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Long Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Longer Night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Sometimes I work on 5 things at once.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't have time to shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Sometimes I pick out my outfit last minute. (Okay, more like always)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Sometimes I throw all my hair up on my head and call it a fancy up-do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tADRpyqqQ/TsiAWBOt-LI/AAAAAAAAC6g/aUIjgbu0MMI/s1600/photo-704304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676928446076156082" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tADRpyqqQ/TsiAWBOt-LI/AAAAAAAAC6g/aUIjgbu0MMI/s400/photo-704304.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Nobody has to know ;)&lt;br /&gt;How to?&lt;br /&gt;1. High pony tail&lt;br /&gt;2. Rat pony tail&lt;br /&gt;3. Loosely wrap and bobby pin&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/3237379608642808680-2764850431560870204?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2764850431560870204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-119-fancy-hairdo-can-be-done-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2764850431560870204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2764850431560870204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-119-fancy-hairdo-can-be-done-in.html' title='Lesson #119 A Fancy Hairdo Can be Done in 3 Minutes'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tADRpyqqQ/TsiAWBOt-LI/AAAAAAAAC6g/aUIjgbu0MMI/s72-c/photo-704304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1133447667451830032</id><published>2011-11-18T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T20:23:17.883-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #118   Every Problem has a Solution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KxF0vBvr6L4/TsbRU0ubWmI/AAAAAAAAC6I/SEUXYrBAViA/s1600/photo-762916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676454536028052066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KxF0vBvr6L4/TsbRU0ubWmI/AAAAAAAAC6I/SEUXYrBAViA/s400/photo-762916.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Problem: Life sometimes gets to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Solution: God gives me the beautiful fall leaves to look at.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Problem: I needed an easy lunch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Solution: I had leftover broccoli soup with french bread.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Problem: I hated my stinkin-paper-writing life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Solution: My hubby took me out to dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Problem: Email slump at work.&lt;/div&gt;Solution: My co-worker brought me some African tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1133447667451830032?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1133447667451830032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-118-every-problem-has-solution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1133447667451830032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1133447667451830032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-118-every-problem-has-solution.html' title='Lesson #118   Every Problem has a Solution'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KxF0vBvr6L4/TsbRU0ubWmI/AAAAAAAAC6I/SEUXYrBAViA/s72-c/photo-762916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2862742037803287080</id><published>2011-11-18T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T13:04:23.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #117   Broccoli Soup Tastes Better in a Bread Bowl</title><content type='html'>If and when you make broccoli cheese soup this wonderful soup season, I think you should use real ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about a week filled with a 19 page paper, a messy house and a long work week that makes chopping fresh broccoli meaningful.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should probably also make it in a bread bowl. That ups the excitement about ten notches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSoIllSu2kg/TsPxA-wd-_I/AAAAAAAAC54/0JuMMA6dj2o/s1600/1111_broccoli_010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSoIllSu2kg/TsPxA-wd-_I/AAAAAAAAC54/0JuMMA6dj2o/s640/1111_broccoli_010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/11/broccoli-cheese-soup/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for PW's recipe that I used this time. I think I like my church cook book recipe a little better, but this one is definitely really good and I LOVE that it's all fresh stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butter, onion, flour, milk, half-and-half,  fresh broccoli, nutmeg, cheese, and  salt and pepper. So simple. So good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2862742037803287080?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2862742037803287080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-117-broccoli-soup-tastes-better.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2862742037803287080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2862742037803287080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-117-broccoli-soup-tastes-better.html' title='Lesson #117   Broccoli Soup Tastes Better in a Bread Bowl'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSoIllSu2kg/TsPxA-wd-_I/AAAAAAAAC54/0JuMMA6dj2o/s72-c/1111_broccoli_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-13880452556394268</id><published>2011-11-17T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T08:22:00.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #116   Sometimes You Just Need a Good Laugh. Here's One for You...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh my goodness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't stop laughing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's something to add a little giggle to your probably long day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love, Anna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/Ta9K22D0o5Q?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3237379608642808680-13880452556394268?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/13880452556394268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-116-sometimes-you-just-need-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/13880452556394268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/13880452556394268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-116-sometimes-you-just-need-good.html' title='Lesson #116   Sometimes You Just Need a Good Laugh. Here&apos;s One for You...'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3737787465697163330</id><published>2011-11-16T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:16:09.297-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><title type='text'>Lesson #115   We are Surrounded by Wise People {Borrowing Wisdom Wednesday}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello Friends :) Here's a new little thing that I will be trying starting next week. Just wanted to give you some background info and my heart behind this project.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is what's going down:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We are constantly surrounded by a wealth of knowledge every day. I will start trying to collect a little of it by simply asking. I think you should too. I will choose occasional Wednesdays to interview those whom I admire for the sake of gleaning wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWKMD0XYMCs/TsGgcI1WOkI/AAAAAAAAC40/k0l323ZeVNI/s1600/BorrowingWisdomBanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="450" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWKMD0XYMCs/TsGgcI1WOkI/AAAAAAAAC40/k0l323ZeVNI/s640/BorrowingWisdomBanner.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is why: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To recognize that everyone has a story to tell.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To recognize that we can learn from everyone. No matter how young, old, silent, loud, engaging, disengaging, smart, witty etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To record wisdom that won't always be around with us.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To help encourage just a little more deep conversation in this ever-shallowing world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To honor age and wisdom and to gain life knowledge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To help me, and others think 'big picture' when it is so easy to get bogged down in 'today'. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make others feel significant. Recoginizing that everyone's voice matters.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Encourage youth to draw others out. Encouraging a culture of focusing on others rather than self. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is how you can participate:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;YOU also can participate by engaging in conversation with the plethora of wise people that surround you. So, pick up a pen and pad and have a conversation, I dare you. Most people are a wealth of information just waiting to be asked. Don't have anyone that comes to mind? Go to a nearby retirement home and you will have enough information to create a library.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am trying to find a way so that other people can contribute posts of interviews too :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIGHT NOW, I need help developing a set of questions that I will ask each person. Here are some I am thinking so far... I would LOVE if you'd COMMENT and add some questions ideas!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is your earliest childhood memory?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you experience a war? What was it like?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What was the most astounding invention in your time?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell me a funny school story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What did you do that got you in the worst trouble in school?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who was your best friend when you were groing up?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What was the best every holiday you had?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who do you think was the most important figure of the 20th Century?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What is the biggest change you have experienced in your lifetime?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Thanks for your help friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3737787465697163330?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3737787465697163330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-115-we-are-surrounded-by-wise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3737787465697163330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3737787465697163330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-115-we-are-surrounded-by-wise.html' title='Lesson #115   We are Surrounded by Wise People {Borrowing Wisdom Wednesday}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eWKMD0XYMCs/TsGgcI1WOkI/AAAAAAAAC40/k0l323ZeVNI/s72-c/BorrowingWisdomBanner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3042663918844983908</id><published>2011-11-15T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T09:12:26.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty'/><title type='text'>Lesson #114   Christmas Cards can be Thrifty &amp; Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last night at 10 pm I declared that we need to get our photos done for our Christmas Postcard this year. I know hubby, I know, I always pick the most inconvenient times. BUT, it just makes one less thing on my ever-expanding to-do list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERES THE BIG SECRET&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(shhhhh! don't tell)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All ordered. 100 postcards. $20 shipped to my door. Seriously people, vistaprint... do it.&lt;br /&gt;I won't hate it if you copy me, because well, it just makes sense. It's creative and economical. win-win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can order through other company's and pay $1.50-$2.50 per photo card plus a .44 stamp &lt;b&gt;OR&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;with vista print postcard's it's .&lt;i&gt;20 stinkin cents per card plus .29 cents postage!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DE6JSTx3MO4/TsMA4PtrUFI/AAAAAAAAC5s/NxNRNxHHFn8/s1600/1111_xmas_011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DE6JSTx3MO4/TsMA4PtrUFI/AAAAAAAAC5s/NxNRNxHHFn8/s400/1111_xmas_011.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I won't ruin the surprise by sharing the final product, but here is one of the MANY outtakes ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3042663918844983908?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3042663918844983908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-114-christmas-cards-can-be.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3042663918844983908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3042663918844983908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-114-christmas-cards-can-be.html' title='Lesson #114   Christmas Cards can be Thrifty &amp; Fun'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DE6JSTx3MO4/TsMA4PtrUFI/AAAAAAAAC5s/NxNRNxHHFn8/s72-c/1111_xmas_011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2704055397153982505</id><published>2011-11-15T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T12:39:48.435-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #113   Sometimes I flirt with Feminism ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please excuse me as I have one of my feminist days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has just been getting to me, but I have hope! :)&lt;/div&gt;Focusing  less on what a woman &lt;i&gt;should do, or would do&lt;/i&gt; in different situations,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and focusing  more on who God created me to be in every situation of  my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBklDXuJj8g/TsLI-rmAQEI/AAAAAAAAC5k/hb6MHKGPFmw/s1600/photo-781345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675319459619815490" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBklDXuJj8g/TsLI-rmAQEI/AAAAAAAAC5k/hb6MHKGPFmw/s640/photo-781345.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&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/3237379608642808680-2704055397153982505?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2704055397153982505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-113-sometimes-i-flirt-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2704055397153982505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2704055397153982505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-113-sometimes-i-flirt-with.html' title='Lesson #113   Sometimes I flirt with Feminism ;)'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XBklDXuJj8g/TsLI-rmAQEI/AAAAAAAAC5k/hb6MHKGPFmw/s72-c/photo-781345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8115873362332302015</id><published>2011-11-13T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:48:29.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #112   Weekend Recaps are MUCH more Fun in Bullet Form</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have decided that talking about your weekend is more fun with bullet points.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4-H-3dMMBs/TsC4PpTQ0_I/AAAAAAAAC4M/F6uGIguZYr8/s1600/photo-725933.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674738109411021810" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4-H-3dMMBs/TsC4PpTQ0_I/AAAAAAAAC4M/F6uGIguZYr8/s400/photo-725933.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;road trip with 3 am arrival&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;a beautiful wedding.&amp;nbsp;sweet ceremony.&amp;nbsp;good food.&amp;nbsp;great couple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;road trip part two. a delicious lunch date.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;my first experience with macaroons&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;time with family and lots of babies running around :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;learning to play ladder ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;big fancy yummy dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;stayed up late &amp;amp; finished steve jobs biography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;church with a poignant message&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;homework in the library.&amp;nbsp;David is&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;distracting&lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;great to study with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;a nice bath and&amp;nbsp;zumba fitness, done in the wrong order&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;yummy crunchy sweet apples&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;BEDTIME!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Okay, now your turn :) Tell me about your weekend... in bullet point form ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8115873362332302015?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8115873362332302015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/weekend-recaps-are-much-more-fun-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8115873362332302015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8115873362332302015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/weekend-recaps-are-much-more-fun-in.html' title='Lesson #112   Weekend Recaps are MUCH more Fun in Bullet Form'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s4-H-3dMMBs/TsC4PpTQ0_I/AAAAAAAAC4M/F6uGIguZYr8/s72-c/photo-725933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4087651396111146682</id><published>2011-11-11T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T11:11:03.575-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #111   Pot Roasts CAN Indeed Be Cooked in Pots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tonight I made a pot roast in a POT for the first time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Of all things!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No really though, I've always made it in a crock pot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm branching out of the crock pot... and into some serious cooking territory.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, not that serious, just semi-serious ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dO7ZiEh_YS0/Trt3oIQgGFI/AAAAAAAACwQ/mJYWrQklza8/s1600/1111_rulerblogpost_004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dO7ZiEh_YS0/Trt3oIQgGFI/AAAAAAAACwQ/mJYWrQklza8/s640/1111_rulerblogpost_004.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me tell you. This was easy, and yum. Yes it was.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Easy, as in 15-20 minutes prep.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum, as in I was eating this stuff out of the pot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; Please oh please use real herbs. Also, I think you should turn the broth into gravy after. Serve this puppy with some roasted red potatoes and you will have one happy tummy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wOAJVnj2NIA/Trt3ldF97mI/AAAAAAAACwI/gBVLmv9hpRI/s1600/1111_rulerblogpost_005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wOAJVnj2NIA/Trt3ldF97mI/AAAAAAAACwI/gBVLmv9hpRI/s640/1111_rulerblogpost_005.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Step by step directions from Pioneer Woman&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/09/2008_the_year_of_the_pot_roast/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Did you notice that this is Lesson #111, published on 11-11-11?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How rad is that! I totally planned it...errr... as of two days ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4087651396111146682?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4087651396111146682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-111-pot-roasts-can-indeed-be.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4087651396111146682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4087651396111146682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-111-pot-roasts-can-indeed-be.html' title='Lesson #111   Pot Roasts CAN Indeed Be Cooked in Pots'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dO7ZiEh_YS0/Trt3oIQgGFI/AAAAAAAACwQ/mJYWrQklza8/s72-c/1111_rulerblogpost_004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8367944091328000539</id><published>2011-11-10T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:49:33.014-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #110   You Should be a Leader, but the Type Only YOU are Meant to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today I realized that I have people in my life who love me. Yes I do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I rushed home after class to tell David all about the encouragement my professor had just given me... and he had flowers waiting for me... just because. I said a quick thank you and then talked his ear off for an hour... I'm sure he appreciated that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fRaUr_oz-jU/TrxiOUquxaI/AAAAAAAAC0U/qd85Q38t344/s1600/DSC_0097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fRaUr_oz-jU/TrxiOUquxaI/AAAAAAAAC0U/qd85Q38t344/s640/DSC_0097.JPG" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I told him how my professor challenged me tonight after class. Yes, she did. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is so silly and simple that you may laugh. I give you full permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that she wants me&amp;nbsp;to grow in confidence and stretch myself into being more of the leader that I am. &lt;b&gt;The leadership style that nobody else is called to but me. &lt;/b&gt;Sure, it may be tid-bits of examples, and role models, and leadership books, and experience, and articles, and scripture... but it's really specifically my calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(click below for entire post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have always been a fairly confident person. Lately I am becoming a more and more confident as a leader... but really in reality that has been me, becoming more of the leader that others want me to be. Not that there isn't a time and place for that, but OVERALL... I should be becoming more of the leader that I am called to be. I don't need to blend into something that others are. That may not look like how a man leads, or how some women lead, just how I know I am called to be a leader.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's like she gave me permission to be more of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clarification, to be more of who Christ is calling me to be. Calling me more into the fullness of who I ought to be. To grow towards a more confident and fuller version of the person I already know I want to be in my head. Sometimes that vision gets so lost and seems so far away... but not tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tonight it seems so clear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Confidence may mean speaking up, it may mean being quiet. Being a confident leader that I am called to be may mean getting the task done, it may mean building the relationship, it may mean being firm, and it just might be overwhelming compassion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So what about you?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I come before the Lord, I am asking him... begging him to show me a little bit more of who he designed me to be as a leader. Sometimes it may look typical, and that's okay... other times it just won't, and well, that's okay too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8367944091328000539?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8367944091328000539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-110-i-have-people-that-challenge.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8367944091328000539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8367944091328000539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-110-i-have-people-that-challenge.html' title='Lesson #110   You Should be a Leader, but the Type Only YOU are Meant to be'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fRaUr_oz-jU/TrxiOUquxaI/AAAAAAAAC0U/qd85Q38t344/s72-c/DSC_0097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1126110586639361354</id><published>2011-11-09T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:14:56.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #109   Figure Out What Sort of Ruler You are Using to Measure Your Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Dearest Readers, Thank you for putting up with me. The me that bakes, and the me that crafts, and the me that sometimes rambles and doesn't make much sense. Every bit of it is me trying to figure out a little more of who I am... and in turn I hope I somehow challenge you to figure out a little bit more of who you are :) &amp;nbsp; Love, Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1y1p-mdoMs/TrrNJm4Lx3I/AAAAAAAACwA/w4NWWpaSdpk/s1600/1111_rulerblogpost_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1y1p-mdoMs/TrrNJm4Lx3I/AAAAAAAACwA/w4NWWpaSdpk/s640/1111_rulerblogpost_001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some mornings I get up early.&amp;nbsp;Other mornings I sleep in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other mornings I get up early, take a shower and crawl back in bed and read a book for two hours. Okay, so I don't usually do this, but it's been a habit I've been getting into lately especially since I've started reading Steve Jobs's new biography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about reading that makes me feel unproductive and like I'm wasting time? I have nothing to show for the last two hours. I have no tangible results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I think this only points back to my mentality that developed who-knows-where, that in order for me to feel successful in life I need to have tangible results. A product. Proof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of my core beliefs that I've accidentally established is efficiency. What does that even mean? Getting it done quickly? Getting it done well? Checking things off a list? Where does the list come from? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click below for entire-probably boring-post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does success mean?&lt;br /&gt;Can it be measured?&lt;br /&gt;Can it be standardized?&lt;br /&gt;Can it be defined or even understood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What makes one day more accomplished, successful, efficient than next?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am 80, what days of my life will I look back on and be most proud of? Will they be the ones that today define successful or unsuccessful? Efficient or non-efficient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What measure do I use to measure my success? In my using a ruler that I purchased from American society? Was the ruler handed down to me from past generations? Is it something I've borrowed from friends and family? Is it from a higher authority? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is it an adapted ruler that I've compiled from a few inches of each? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly the old plastic one I used in first grade is far less superior than the fine&amp;nbsp;wooden ruler with the metal edge&amp;nbsp;I use now... or is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't help but imagine my 80 year old self laugh at my 20 year old self and the current ruler I am using... that I can't quite yet define.&amp;nbsp;Surely I look back and laugh at what I found my happiness, and fulfillment in. Looking back at the days that I deemed 'insignificant' at the time, that were truly life shaping for me in the long run.&amp;nbsp;Surely I will giggle at how many times I swapped my ruler in for a new one... changing how I measure sucess like its trendy clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is something so much more important than trendy clothing. But do I treat it that way?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the ruler that I hold in my hands for others to see the same one that I hide in my heart? This scale that I hold inside is a little set of weights and measures that somehow determines at the end of the day if I did things right. If I go to bed satisfied or frustrated. The scale that tells me I am a failure or a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My prayer is that I would find a scale that is more TIMELESS than the one I am accidentally using. The way we measure our life should not be an accident, it should be intentional.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, this stuff is way to frustrating to be intentional about. It's more easy to ignore the scale that we use or just change the scale when it's not fitting our current lifestyle and goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I could somehow figure out this sort of TIMELESS scale that I could use through the rest of my life for every phase of my life. Through school, through work, through rest, through marriage, through motherhood, through grandmotherhood, in politics, in conflict, in tradition, in change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the answer I pine my life after is the life of Jesus. I say this. I know this. This is my deepest desire. To know him more, to follow him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus, I want you to be the way I measure my life, my success, my standard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does this work itself out in how I measure the success of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tangibly second by second of TODAY,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;day of day of this year,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;decade by decade of my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1126110586639361354?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1126110586639361354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-109-figure-out-what-sort-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1126110586639361354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1126110586639361354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-109-figure-out-what-sort-of.html' title='Lesson #109   Figure Out What Sort of Ruler You are Using to Measure Your Life'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s1y1p-mdoMs/TrrNJm4Lx3I/AAAAAAAACwA/w4NWWpaSdpk/s72-c/1111_rulerblogpost_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-925279998552962110</id><published>2011-11-08T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:46:24.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #108   You Can Fake Your Way to a Great Dessert</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am always prepared for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have guests over for dessert I always have it planned out weeks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grocery shop the week before and spend hours making sure it turns out just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPDL-O63Abk/TrlkptzQDpI/AAAAAAAACvY/UuVep70N7jA/s1600/1111_ApplePie_003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPDL-O63Abk/TrlkptzQDpI/AAAAAAAACvY/UuVep70N7jA/s640/1111_ApplePie_003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;beep. beep. beep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Anna wakes up from her dream)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the reality of getting off work, rushing to the grocery store, whipping some ingredients together and tossing it in the oven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is... in this case, the dessert of my dreams &amp;amp; reality taste shockingly similar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Apples (I heart granny smith)&lt;br /&gt;1 sheet of puff pastry (in the freezer section by the pie crust)&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;Optional: I tossed in a pinch of cinnamon and nutmeg to add a bit of fall (about 1/2 teaspoon each)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5E0HNbhJLE/TrlksEolsOI/AAAAAAAACvg/b8aJQCqqfh0/s1600/1111_ApplePie_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5E0HNbhJLE/TrlksEolsOI/AAAAAAAACvg/b8aJQCqqfh0/s640/1111_ApplePie_001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thaw puff pastry sheet&lt;br /&gt;-Cut into thirds, then cut each third in half to make six little rectangles&lt;br /&gt;-Peel, core and thinly slice apples.&lt;br /&gt;-In a bowl mix nutmeg, brown sugar and cinnamon and add apples&lt;br /&gt;-Place apples on puff pastry and bake in 415 degree about 13-15 minutes or until golden on the edges&lt;br /&gt;-top with powdered sugar, carmel syrup or ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you won't tell anyone how easy this is to make, than I won't :) It will be our little secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from Pioneer Woman Recipe &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/05/quick-easy-and-yummy-apple-tart/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-925279998552962110?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/925279998552962110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-108-you-can-fake-your-way-to.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/925279998552962110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/925279998552962110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-108-you-can-fake-your-way-to.html' title='Lesson #108   You Can Fake Your Way to a Great Dessert'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LPDL-O63Abk/TrlkptzQDpI/AAAAAAAACvY/UuVep70N7jA/s72-c/1111_ApplePie_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3080420296980623207</id><published>2011-11-07T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:43:43.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #107   How to Avoid a Lame Weekend and Avoid Doing Homework</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2C8mc9LhnrU/TrlOZLvFI3I/AAAAAAAACvI/zFShwsKQhyE/s1600/photo-776101.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672651400203805554" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2C8mc9LhnrU/TrlOZLvFI3I/AAAAAAAACvI/zFShwsKQhyE/s400/photo-776101.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Saturday: When you feel like you're having a lame Saturday night and want to avoid doing homework, call a friend and make them bring pizza. To further avoid doing homework, scavenge your cupboards for recipe leftovers and make rice krispe treats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMawIqahsT0/TrlOOARXj-I/AAAAAAAACu8/oktj7znLGVA/s1600/photo-732128.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672651208147832802" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMawIqahsT0/TrlOOARXj-I/AAAAAAAACu8/oktj7znLGVA/s400/photo-732128.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sunday: If you miss your husband, eat breakfast with him. When you get home and have to do homework AGAIN and want to avoid it, hold your book in your hand but stare at the ceiling and make pictures in your head out of the microscopic dots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hddo8VzXvVU/TrlOAJXMKtI/AAAAAAAACuw/nFdIqhWrhHg/s1600/photo-775319.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672650970070002386" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hddo8VzXvVU/TrlOAJXMKtI/AAAAAAAACuw/nFdIqhWrhHg/s400/photo-775319.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: When you don't want your week to start: wear ruffles, eat sticky buns, get caught up on laundry. Now you are ready to face your week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&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/3237379608642808680-3080420296980623207?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3080420296980623207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-107-how-to-avoid-lame-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3080420296980623207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3080420296980623207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-107-how-to-avoid-lame-weekend.html' title='Lesson #107   How to Avoid a Lame Weekend and Avoid Doing Homework'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2C8mc9LhnrU/TrlOZLvFI3I/AAAAAAAACvI/zFShwsKQhyE/s72-c/photo-776101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1302914801007975222</id><published>2011-11-05T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:55:22.676-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #106   Leftovers do not Have to be Casseroles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Simple. Healthy. Yummy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(nobody has to know that it's leftover night!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTorXX1I6Pk/TrXYWMDi2gI/AAAAAAAACuY/NwYCGWK7sv8/s1600/photo-748388.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671677181447821826" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTorXX1I6Pk/TrXYWMDi2gI/AAAAAAAACuY/NwYCGWK7sv8/s400/photo-748388.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Dish&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's call it... Chicken Veggie Fajita Bake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's How&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1 carrot, a handfull of string beans, 1 medium red potato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;chopped, cooked &amp;amp; drained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tossed in a bit of organic olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;spread on a baking sheet with chopped chicken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sprinkled with fajita seasoning&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sprinkled with a bit of cheddar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;broiled till crispy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;topped with cilantro &amp;amp; eaten immediately&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There was no way I was going to blog on leftover night... but this was WAY too good not to share. Why in the world do I ever spend more than 10 minutes on dinner? Can't wait to make this again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What are YOUR favorite leftover dishes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1302914801007975222?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1302914801007975222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-106-leftovers-do-not-have-to-be.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1302914801007975222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1302914801007975222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-106-leftovers-do-not-have-to-be.html' title='Lesson #106   Leftovers do not Have to be Casseroles'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NTorXX1I6Pk/TrXYWMDi2gI/AAAAAAAACuY/NwYCGWK7sv8/s72-c/photo-748388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-6292162032197948722</id><published>2011-11-04T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:34:34.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #105   Thursdays are Awesomer than Wednesdays (and creepier too...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiFNcQplElc/TrOS6suUrVI/AAAAAAAACtQ/nNoFb4l2KFs/s1600/photo-701719.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671037892925107538" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiFNcQplElc/TrOS6suUrVI/AAAAAAAACtQ/nNoFb4l2KFs/s400/photo-701719.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You don't really want to know about my Wednesday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BASICALLY, I got my classes mixed up and did the wrong set of homework. I got to the door of the classroom, saw the professor. It was the wrong professor. Didn't she know she was teaching on the wrong night? I starting bawling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wpfUR8I5ls/TrQTZPGmlCI/AAAAAAAACtw/_4mIvpoIxD0/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9wpfUR8I5ls/TrQTZPGmlCI/AAAAAAAACtw/_4mIvpoIxD0/s400/photo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bathroom, thank you for being right next store. Why did that upset me so much? I don't really know, I think it's because I THOUGHT I was prepared. I wasn't even on a rebellious streak! Anyway... I really paid attention in class as you can tell...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thursday was better. Actually, my Thursday was awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1% awesome because I accomplished a ton a work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1% awesome because I kept my class schedule straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5% awesome because David and I got to hang out and talk and catch up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5% awesome because David sung a Justin Bieber song to me. He was joking, I was pretending he was serious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1% awesome because I made homemade popcorn on the stove with just a hint of butter and salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1% awesome because I got to pull out my favorite sock monkey slippers for the first time this season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1% awesome because I got to read more of the Steve Jobs biography that fascinates me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;85% awesome because I got greeted by this little dude right before I went to bed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qEehXUlSBA4/TrOTEzWGBuI/AAAAAAAACtc/tMM7vdw69Es/s1600/photo-742833.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671038066501224162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qEehXUlSBA4/TrOTEzWGBuI/AAAAAAAACtc/tMM7vdw69Es/s400/photo-742833.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...a creepy looking praying mantis in my BEDROOM! How awesome is he?!?! Creepy, but awesome! Isn't he so crazy looking. He was on David's backpack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm pretty sure I've never seen a praying mantis in my life. Thank you camera phone, for being here to capture this (trying not to think about how creepy!!)&amp;nbsp;awesome end to my Thursday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-6292162032197948722?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/6292162032197948722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-105-thursdays-are-awesomer-than.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6292162032197948722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6292162032197948722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-105-thursdays-are-awesomer-than.html' title='Lesson #105   Thursdays are Awesomer than Wednesdays (and creepier too...)'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiFNcQplElc/TrOS6suUrVI/AAAAAAAACtQ/nNoFb4l2KFs/s72-c/photo-701719.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3399527516257949407</id><published>2011-11-03T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:38:46.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #104 Potato Salad Need Not Contain Mayo, Like this Pesto Avocado Potato Toss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;flashback.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;church picnics.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;seventy different types of potato salad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;all gloopy, droopy, dripping with the dreaded mayonnaise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it doesn't taste good. it's not good for you. WHY ARE WE EATING IT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;flash forward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pesto, greek yogurt, avocado, cilantro... now this, I can do... good, and good for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I will call it "Pesto Avocado Potato Toss" that way it doesn't even migrate towards 'potato salad'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ready? let's go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5j49UIsxto/TrHRHFa6GzI/AAAAAAAACss/HGd63Snv5yM/s1600/1111_potato+salad_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="468" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5j49UIsxto/TrHRHFa6GzI/AAAAAAAACss/HGd63Snv5yM/s640/1111_potato+salad_002.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;You will need...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 lbs. of red potatos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 1/2 cups of plain greek yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3/4 cup of pesto&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 avocado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a few pinches of cilantro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pepper to taste&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Do it...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Potatoes: chop potatoes.&amp;nbsp;boil in salted water till a fork can polk through. about 25 minutes.&amp;nbsp;drain. rinse. cool completely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dressing: mix fresh pesto, yogurt and pepper until smooth. stir in potatoes. gently blend in cilantro and chopped avocado. Chill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;base recipe loosely adapted from Martha Stewart Food Magazine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5j49UIsxto/TrHRHFa6GzI/AAAAAAAACss/HGd63Snv5yM/s1600/1111_potato+salad_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3399527516257949407?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3399527516257949407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-104-potato-salad-need-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3399527516257949407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3399527516257949407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-104-potato-salad-need-not.html' title='Lesson #104 Potato Salad Need Not Contain Mayo, Like this Pesto Avocado Potato Toss.'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5j49UIsxto/TrHRHFa6GzI/AAAAAAAACss/HGd63Snv5yM/s72-c/1111_potato+salad_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8148571917727933986</id><published>2011-11-02T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:56:07.395-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #103    Seasonal Rebellion is Often Necessary. Make Peaches &amp; Cream Ice Pops!</title><content type='html'>*lalalalala I can't hear you*&lt;br /&gt;*lalala lalala I'm not listening*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we used to do this in 3rd grade? Obnoxiously singing while holding our hands over our ears? It's called denial and I am way too mature for that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RmSfWWS02Zg/TrFnRhP7IDI/AAAAAAAACsk/60Utb4xNpEc/s1600/1111_IcePops_001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="470" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RmSfWWS02Zg/TrFnRhP7IDI/AAAAAAAACsk/60Utb4xNpEc/s640/1111_IcePops_001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may or may not be doing that to the season of fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little heart loves the fall leaves and carving pumpkins. BUT, what about those care-free summer days? Laying out and letting the sun drain all your energy, having BBQs, hanging out with friends AND of course eating ice pops. I realized this week that I didn't make a single ice pop this summer! SO, I'm catching up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so simple, and not terrible for you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ingredients for about 6 Ice Pops&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Vanilla Ice Cream (I like using frozen yogurt)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Frozen Peaches, about 1 lb.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;White Grape Juice, about 2 cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Directions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puree frozen peaches and grape juice. Adjust proportions as necessary. It should be smoothie consistancy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can also add 1/2 cup of sugar at this point, I didn't and they turned out super sweet anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour an inch or so of puree in 6 little cups. I used disposable styrofoam ones that were easy to peel away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Freeze for 5-10 minutes to firm up the bottom part. Plop a little ice cream in the center leaving space on the sides. Fill the rest of the cup with peach yumminess&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stick a stick in your ice pop and freeze!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This recipe is loosely adapted from a Martha Stewart Seasonal Food Magazine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8148571917727933986?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8148571917727933986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-103-seasonal-rebellion-is-often.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8148571917727933986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8148571917727933986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/11/lesson-103-seasonal-rebellion-is-often.html' title='Lesson #103    Seasonal Rebellion is Often Necessary. Make Peaches &amp; Cream Ice Pops!'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RmSfWWS02Zg/TrFnRhP7IDI/AAAAAAAACsk/60Utb4xNpEc/s72-c/1111_IcePops_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-6206976853225458638</id><published>2011-10-29T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T21:57:38.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #102   You Should Not Throw Away the Seeds When You Carve a Pumplin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This fall I think you should carve a pumpkin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FeB2UZwXoMs/TqyMPI85_eI/AAAAAAAACsI/x6JmobhfjhY/s1600/photo-740235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669060222681480674" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FeB2UZwXoMs/TqyMPI85_eI/AAAAAAAACsI/x6JmobhfjhY/s400/photo-740235.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also think you shouldn't throw those lovely seeds away. Who CARES if they taste good or not, they're pumpkin seeds! They must be cooked. I love &lt;a href="http://www.tasteofhome.com/SiteSearch/FacetSearchResults.aspx?search=pumpkin%20seeds&amp;amp;st=2&amp;amp;vw=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;rs=10&amp;amp;sort=0&amp;amp;searchSource=hdrbox-Recipes"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; recipe, that just calls for 1/4 cup of brown sugar for every cup of fresh pumpkin seeds. You can also add pumpkin spice. OR not, if you don't want to run to the store like I didn't. I've heard it's best not to wash the seeds, just wash your hands and separate that gross pulpy stuff out. I may have felt a little like I was gutting a fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQwU6zU7aJE/TqzV-rufwZI/AAAAAAAACsU/aVJK9FqGLt8/s1600/photo-718368.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669141303818961298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kQwU6zU7aJE/TqzV-rufwZI/AAAAAAAACsU/aVJK9FqGLt8/s400/photo-718368.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;INSTRUCTIONS! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Line a baking sheet with foil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pour your mixture (1/4 cup brown sugar, 1 cup seed) onto baking sheet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For other fun options, experiment with: maple syrup, cinnamon or pumpkin pie spice &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook for 55 minutes at 225 degrees. Stir every so often.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let cool.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yum! (clarification: they are pumpkin seeds, not candy. If you have never had pumpkin seeds, don't be expecting anything too crazy exciting, even with the brown sugar) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-6206976853225458638?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/6206976853225458638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-102-you-should-not-throw-away.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6206976853225458638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6206976853225458638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-102-you-should-not-throw-away.html' title='Lesson #102   You Should Not Throw Away the Seeds When You Carve a Pumplin'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FeB2UZwXoMs/TqyMPI85_eI/AAAAAAAACsI/x6JmobhfjhY/s72-c/photo-740235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4318979163476232860</id><published>2011-10-29T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:38:02.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #101   The Best Way to Accomplish Things is to Decide What it is You Want to Accomplish</title><content type='html'>(I thought this would be appropriate my my 101st post! I will be adding to this over time... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;101 Things I want to do before I turn 30&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;Start liking grown-up foods like mushrooms and tomatoes (ick!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mentor more young women&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Memorize a fancy recipe so I can just make it from my head&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to use/thread a serger and makes something cool with one&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a better wife. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn a few more guitar chords&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4318979163476232860?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4318979163476232860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-101-best-way-to-accomplish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4318979163476232860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4318979163476232860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-101-best-way-to-accomplish.html' title='Lesson #101   The Best Way to Accomplish Things is to Decide What it is You Want to Accomplish'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1909932955403652027</id><published>2011-10-28T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:30:35.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #100. There's No Place Like Home. Really.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpIEFNZgkJ0/TquifIBVk7I/AAAAAAAACrs/ukLOSaexIgI/s1600/photo-700161.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668803211588637618" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpIEFNZgkJ0/TquifIBVk7I/AAAAAAAACrs/ukLOSaexIgI/s640/photo-700161.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VsLntsz3sPw/Tquj47b9zPI/AAAAAAAACr0/lmt0ou9xqG8/s640/blogger-image-960427006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A yummy dinner with my family after a long day at work and a flight. Yes please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3Vh7cdZTUL4/Tquj5k34oxI/AAAAAAAACr8/nP06UjM38Es/s1600/blogger-image--800007570.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-3Vh7cdZTUL4/Tquj5k34oxI/AAAAAAAACr8/nP06UjM38Es/s400/blogger-image--800007570.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1909932955403652027?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1909932955403652027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-100-there-no-place-like-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1909932955403652027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1909932955403652027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-100-there-no-place-like-home.html' title='Lesson #100. There&apos;s No Place Like Home. Really.'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OpIEFNZgkJ0/TquifIBVk7I/AAAAAAAACrs/ukLOSaexIgI/s72-c/photo-700161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4346638123890284899</id><published>2011-10-28T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T12:19:09.314-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #99   Dating Around isn't Always a Bad Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite types of dates are lunch dates with good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wX5JEu5fmuY/Tqm_5M3EVDI/AAAAAAAACqg/2YdFB4KPUbE/s1600/photo-756591.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668272595448124466" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wX5JEu5fmuY/Tqm_5M3EVDI/AAAAAAAACqg/2YdFB4KPUbE/s400/photo-756591.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also had a much need 3 hour long date with peach tazo tea to keep me awake in class. It's kind of a dependent relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FN5PCJd8cTI/TqrScpeZnjI/AAAAAAAACq8/XmMjm_ikQeg/s1600/photo-742216.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668574470610722354" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FN5PCJd8cTI/TqrScpeZnjI/AAAAAAAACq8/XmMjm_ikQeg/s400/photo-742216.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do speed dating daily. Usually with about 47 different emails. I know. I get around.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fp41clwn14Y/Tqr9D4hainI/AAAAAAAACrU/ShNkOOepv0g/s1600/photo-751116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668621324153162354" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fp41clwn14Y/Tqr9D4hainI/AAAAAAAACrU/ShNkOOepv0g/s400/photo-751116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have several dates daily with the fall leaves that surround me. I love seasons. Each leaf is unique and different and beautiful. They are very admirable little leaves and I love watching the color changing process unfold.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AO_w8w_y0X0/Tqr9CYosXMI/AAAAAAAACrI/_Fc0kG5-IAs/s1600/photo-745182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668621298413886658" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AO_w8w_y0X0/Tqr9CYosXMI/AAAAAAAACrI/_Fc0kG5-IAs/s400/photo-745182.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only thing I'm missing now is a date with my hubby. We sort of finish our days at like 11:30 pm. My body takes the first deep breath it's had all day, and it's practically asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing little moments in life as dates because it makes them special. &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/3237379608642808680-4346638123890284899?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4346638123890284899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-99-dating-around-isnt-always-bad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4346638123890284899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4346638123890284899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-99-dating-around-isnt-always-bad.html' title='Lesson #99   Dating Around isn&apos;t Always a Bad Thing'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wX5JEu5fmuY/Tqm_5M3EVDI/AAAAAAAACqg/2YdFB4KPUbE/s72-c/photo-756591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-4579552435924507359</id><published>2011-10-26T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:50:17.616-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #98   How to be a Good Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend Taylor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what she has taught me about friendship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdGp3VvMLXo/TqjwCnfnfVI/AAAAAAAACqQ/nhMsYjRe_pE/s1600/coyboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdGp3VvMLXo/TqjwCnfnfVI/AAAAAAAACqQ/nhMsYjRe_pE/s320/coyboy.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends wake up at 5 am to eat pancakes with you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends want the very best for you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends let you grumble, but not more than necessary.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends are willing to plan lunch dates, but be spontaneous too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends know when you just need to talk and sometimes don't mean anything you say.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends don't try to make themselves irreplaceable in your life.  Friends aren't your answer to everything. They don't need you to need  them... but if do need them, that's okay too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends tell you the truth in love, even when it's hard. AND multiple times when necessary.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends ask about you, but they're willing to share their own troubles too. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends encourage you to be more of who you are, and more of who you really want to be. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends are self-less. Friends listen. and listen. and listen. and listen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-4579552435924507359?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/4579552435924507359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-98-how-to-be-good-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4579552435924507359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/4579552435924507359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-98-how-to-be-good-friend.html' title='Lesson #98   How to be a Good Friend'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdGp3VvMLXo/TqjwCnfnfVI/AAAAAAAACqQ/nhMsYjRe_pE/s72-c/coyboy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-6171300674341942882</id><published>2011-10-26T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T13:56:19.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #97   One Can NEVER Have too Many Good Soup Recipes</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a typical Monday at work. You know, you sort of take a fresh breath along with you to work AND you're sort of exhausted already. It dragged quickly along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes I know that first sentence is probably confusing) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got off right at 5:00 for once. Okay, it was 5:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of those raining days, and David was working late so I decided that it was a soup day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUaOjZ3oJzc/Tosw67vocdI/AAAAAAAACjk/TrrSSL8KH3U/s1600/tortilla+soup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUaOjZ3oJzc/Tosw67vocdI/AAAAAAAACjk/TrrSSL8KH3U/s400/tortilla+soup.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(please excuse the messy bowl edges, and the crummy lighting. I barely got this shot before hubby scarfed it down :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... I have tried many tortilla soup recipes, and this is seriously up there with the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step pictures and recipe from Pioneer Woman &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/01/chicken-tortilla-soup/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum. I went ahead and baked my own little tortilla strips. We had tortilla chips, but I just wanted to anyway. SUPER simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Tortilla Strip Recipe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cut 'thin style' corn tortillas into strips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a bowl coat lightly with vegetable oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bake for 12ish minutes at 350&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is something that feels so good about cooking soup. AND, eating the soup isn't bad either ;) David scarfed down two bowls when he got home at 8 pm. That's what made 2 hours of cooking all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-6171300674341942882?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/6171300674341942882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/awesome-tortilla-soup-recipe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6171300674341942882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6171300674341942882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/awesome-tortilla-soup-recipe.html' title='Lesson #97   One Can NEVER Have too Many Good Soup Recipes'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUaOjZ3oJzc/Tosw67vocdI/AAAAAAAACjk/TrrSSL8KH3U/s72-c/tortilla+soup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1459751533035051490</id><published>2011-10-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T22:51:57.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #96   Learn to See Your Glass Half Full. Especially if Apple Juice is Involved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Is your glass half empty or half full?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mine's half full.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Half full with homemade apple juice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IBPl1i369Y/TqdCscQelRI/AAAAAAAACqI/Mk_copTjSQ8/s1600/photo-732885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667571987336041746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IBPl1i369Y/TqdCscQelRI/AAAAAAAACqI/Mk_copTjSQ8/s400/photo-732885.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;An 8 ounce glass has 4 ounces of liquid in it. That is a fact. One  verbal interpretation of this statement is that the glass is half full.  Another perception is that it is half empty. They are both 'true' in the  fact that they are both an accurate interpretation of the fact, but  which perception is a more accurate reflection of my heart and mind? Only I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Was I irresponsible not going into work till 10 am or did I for once get 8 hours of sleep last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Am I spending this weekend away from my hubby or with my family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Did I leave my kitchen dirty this evening or did I spend my evening investing in young women?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Did I neglect my inner homemaker or did I run out of time and buy veggie trays for the event tonight? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Am I a bad wife for not making dinner or was I blessed by a husband bearing a nice yummy chipotle burrito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perspective is everything in life. Which side will I CHOOSE to believe?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1459751533035051490?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1459751533035051490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/half-empty-half-full.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1459751533035051490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1459751533035051490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/half-empty-half-full.html' title='Lesson #96   Learn to See Your Glass Half Full. Especially if Apple Juice is Involved.'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0IBPl1i369Y/TqdCscQelRI/AAAAAAAACqI/Mk_copTjSQ8/s72-c/photo-732885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2017027167871474898</id><published>2011-10-24T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:44:24.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #95   Don't be an Inconsistant Shower Valve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The far right is definitly cold. Like I can't feel my limbs cold. Like I feel so cold, I can't feel temperature anymore at all, cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The far left is hot. ouch. hot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everything else in the middle... good luck. Pretty much temperature lottery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXnl_2gFRkg/TqY08GbdObI/AAAAAAAACpk/lss4JVXUH20/s1600/photo-776272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667275388214917554" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXnl_2gFRkg/TqY08GbdObI/AAAAAAAACpk/lss4JVXUH20/s400/photo-776272.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It sort of switches between gradual temperature change and shocking surprises of either extreme.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now wait, I am talking about my shower head, or am I talking about me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is what I've been noticing about myself lately. In you know, the way I live my life, my views, my convictions, my morals, my beliefs. I am a lot more like a lowsey shower gauge than I am one of those perfect panels that come with the nice new massaging, water efficient shower heads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When you look at this shower control panel, it makes sense. It's clearly marked, no surprises. Let's just say this little spectrum doesn't live up to all it's promises in my shower. I don't feel like I always live up to what my labels promise either. SURE. On either end of being moral or immoral I might do okay. I believe, I do, I say, I think, I feel what's obviously right and avoid what is obviously wrong. Where I feel I have slacking is in that nice little peel-ly part that lands between red and blue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't feel like my decisions and my logic are always consistent. I always use a different rational. The reasons I use to take action are not the same reasons I use to stand still. I make excuses. I convince myself of what I want by making up some sort of rational belief that makes sense to my head. I take responsibility for things I don't need to. I don't feel burdened for the things I ought to. I stretch the truth, and of course have a great excuse to make me feel all better.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hot. Cold. Hot. Cold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think I need to work on my red and blue overlap areas in life. Yeah, and my shower valve needs to work on this a bit too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2017027167871474898?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2017027167871474898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-95-dont-be-inconsistant-shower.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2017027167871474898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2017027167871474898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-95-dont-be-inconsistant-shower.html' title='Lesson #95   Don&apos;t be an Inconsistant Shower Valve'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXnl_2gFRkg/TqY08GbdObI/AAAAAAAACpk/lss4JVXUH20/s72-c/photo-776272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-1840616922080752708</id><published>2011-10-24T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:35:14.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty'/><title type='text'>Lesson #94   Learn How to Tame Your Belt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Turn belt slack into a fashion statement. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have done the 'use a bobby pin on the end' trick way too long. This also works great for converting 'regular' belts&amp;nbsp; into a belt you can wear higher up on your waist. This is my FAVORITE way to use big old thrift store belts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U4J-XLgRppM/TqWzQftMysI/AAAAAAAACpQ/llCxi5PXxJw/s1600/photo-776636.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="400" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667132802085997250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U4J-XLgRppM/TqWzQftMysI/AAAAAAAACpQ/llCxi5PXxJw/s400/photo-776636.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 1:&lt;/b&gt; Thread Belt through the metal loop (sticking the metal thing through the little holes in your belt is not necessary especially when you are turning a normal belt into a skinny belt )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 2: &lt;/b&gt;Bring the end down on top of the belt and then up through the back side of the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Step 3:&lt;/b&gt; Thread the belt back down through the new loop you just created&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-1840616922080752708?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/1840616922080752708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-94-learn-how-to-tame-your-belt.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1840616922080752708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/1840616922080752708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-94-learn-how-to-tame-your-belt.html' title='Lesson #94   Learn How to Tame Your Belt'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U4J-XLgRppM/TqWzQftMysI/AAAAAAAACpQ/llCxi5PXxJw/s72-c/photo-776636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-3228861757587713281</id><published>2011-10-23T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T12:05:39.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #93   Attending Pumpkin Patches is a Must in October</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Pumpkin patches are definitely a must in this season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;Awe. Look at my little buddies picking out their pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHEOzqQngDk/TqW2cp0dauI/AAAAAAAACpY/ehsPgP9hjrE/s1600/photo-731405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="521" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHEOzqQngDk/TqW2cp0dauI/AAAAAAAACpY/ehsPgP9hjrE/s640/photo-731405.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QElUwDiMHhI/TqSpdCxEhtI/AAAAAAAACo4/0ggfuPZWX9Q/s1600/photo-731405.JPG" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still feeling a little out of it, so I found  a nice big ugly pumpkin to sit on while my friends found their perfect  pumpkin match. Taylor joked that the pumpkin she found was 'love at  first sight' because she only took like 5 minutes to pick hers out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I must admit, my favorite are the funky  ones. The little pumpkin that I bought on my anniversary trip with David is so cooky  and crooked. It sits perfectly lopsided. I just love it. I really do prefer it to the perfectly proportioned ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;I think it makes me feel like don't have to be perfect for others to love me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-3228861757587713281?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/3228861757587713281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-93-attending-pumpkin-patches-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3228861757587713281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/3228861757587713281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-93-attending-pumpkin-patches-in.html' title='Lesson #93   Attending Pumpkin Patches is a Must in October'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHEOzqQngDk/TqW2cp0dauI/AAAAAAAACpY/ehsPgP9hjrE/s72-c/photo-731405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-7331936901832341285</id><published>2011-10-22T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T18:24:48.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #92 Cooking Cinnamon Apple Chips makes your House Smell like Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrkkMBrXKdU/TqNWxhOyOtI/AAAAAAAACoU/Vur9tS0YLKI/s1600/1110_Oct_166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrkkMBrXKdU/TqNWxhOyOtI/AAAAAAAACoU/Vur9tS0YLKI/s640/1110_Oct_166.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really think you need to make these apple chips.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. They make the whole house smell like fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. They help you use up extra apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. They're a healthy snack!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. They are delicious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INGREDIENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 apples&lt;br /&gt;2 baking sheets&lt;br /&gt;sprinkles of cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups of sugar (optional)&lt;br /&gt;other fall spices (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;APPLE TYPE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tried three different types of apples... but green granny smith was by FAR my favorite taste. Lots of natural zip and sweetness... especially a good choice if you are choosing not to sweeten yours. All apple types work though... it's whatever you have on hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SLICE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-To make crunchy apple chips... cut the apples about 1/16 of an inch thick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-To make the apples more of a chewy snack... cut the apples about 1/8 of an inch thick&lt;br /&gt;I've heard a mandolin slicer works awesome. So does a husband.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TO SWEETEN OR NOT TO SWEETEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I tried the apple chips BOTH ways, and they both turned out great, it just depends on what you are looking for in an apple chip. The sweetened ones taste much more store bought apple chips, the non-sweetened don't have as distinct of a flavor and are more plain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-Sweeten:&lt;/u&gt; Mix one and a half cups of sugar into two cups of boiling water. Cool syrup mixture. Set sliced apple rings in syrup for a few hours before baking. Sprinkle with cinnamon or other spices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;-Not Sweeten:&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just sprinkle apple slices with cinnamon or other spices.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've heard food dehydrators work awesome for this sort of thing... but I don't own one. Baking them in my oven worked GREAT for me. Place apple slices on parchment lined baking sheets, without any overlap. Bake at 200 degrees for 1 hour to 2.5 hours depending on how crunchy you want them. Flip every half hour or so. Mine took about an hour and forty five minutes. Once they cool they will harden up a bit more too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from a food network recipe &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/alexandra-guarnaschelli/apple-chips-recipe/index.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1vrO0orEWA/TqNe4XDo2oI/AAAAAAAACos/l8oHg0JpJsE/s1600/1110_Oct_178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1vrO0orEWA/TqNe4XDo2oI/AAAAAAAACos/l8oHg0JpJsE/s640/1110_Oct_178.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Linking up at &lt;a href="http://tatertotsandjello.com/"&gt;Tatertots&amp;amp;Jello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-7331936901832341285?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/7331936901832341285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-92-cooking-cinnamon-apple-chips.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7331936901832341285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7331936901832341285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-92-cooking-cinnamon-apple-chips.html' title='Lesson #92 Cooking Cinnamon Apple Chips makes your House Smell like Fall'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrkkMBrXKdU/TqNWxhOyOtI/AAAAAAAACoU/Vur9tS0YLKI/s72-c/1110_Oct_166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5807370993384431477</id><published>2011-10-21T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T17:35:02.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #91   Insignificant Accomplishments are Surprisingly Fulfilling</title><content type='html'>So, I may not have accomplished much these week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have blogged.&lt;br /&gt;I may not have finished all my projects at work.&lt;br /&gt;I may not have worked on my homework.&lt;br /&gt;I may or may not have a giant laundry mountain in my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck DID I do this week? Well, Thursday I stayed home sick and accomplished many, many great things. I know you are dying to know what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--A4ebdRKFcs/TqIMNIF8mRI/AAAAAAAACnw/bOPh_6hvr6A/s1600/DSC_0486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--A4ebdRKFcs/TqIMNIF8mRI/AAAAAAAACnw/bOPh_6hvr6A/s640/DSC_0486.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thursday's GREAT accomplishments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Used up an ENTIRE tissue box.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Sipped up my Jamba Juice from my Bestie. Mmmmm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Caught up on the newest thanksgiving trends. SO behind on magazines. Why are there so many ridiculously insignificant things in life to get behind on?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Watched the latest episode of the sing off. I may or may not have sung along in my sick pirate like voice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Made homemade apple rings. I must share this recipe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Ate all my homemade apple rings. All four apples worth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: auto;"&gt;Turned all my sheets and blankets into a giant tumbleweed of bedding by the end of the day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-5807370993384431477?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/5807370993384431477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-91-insignificant-accomplishments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5807370993384431477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/5807370993384431477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-91-insignificant-accomplishments.html' title='Lesson #91   Insignificant Accomplishments are Surprisingly Fulfilling'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--A4ebdRKFcs/TqIMNIF8mRI/AAAAAAAACnw/bOPh_6hvr6A/s72-c/DSC_0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8771103729009830963</id><published>2011-10-18T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:34:11.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #90   Be Related to People Who Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCkdduQLwzQ/Tp40vrp6WQI/AAAAAAAACng/9bw9CU-64CE/s1600/DSC_0478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCkdduQLwzQ/Tp40vrp6WQI/AAAAAAAACng/9bw9CU-64CE/s640/DSC_0478.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my mother in law not the cutest thing ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby brought me home her famous homemade DELICIOUS chicken noodle soup. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH reminds me of one of my favorite favorite interactions with her :) A few years back, when David and I just started dating, she heard I was sick so came to deliver soup to my college dorm. She couldn't get in the building, so I got this text...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Couldn't get in. Left the soup in the pumpkin. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was already sick, and out of it mentally and was so confused. I walked out to the front of the building. It was Halloween so one of the RAs had decorated with carved pumpkins outside of the building. Low and behold, I could see though one pumpkin's buck tooth that a glass jar was hiding inside with soup for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This soup is seriously the best thing ever. I would hound her for a recipe but I'm pretty sure she doesn't have on. Yup... she's one of those fancy-pantsy-dont-need-no-recipe types :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYsGYrVNfrc/Tp401dg29bI/AAAAAAAACno/9k6huR28X-U/s1600/DSC_0476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FYsGYrVNfrc/Tp401dg29bI/AAAAAAAACno/9k6huR28X-U/s640/DSC_0476.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8771103729009830963?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8771103729009830963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-90-be-related-to-people-who-rock.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8771103729009830963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8771103729009830963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-90-be-related-to-people-who-rock.html' title='Lesson #90   Be Related to People Who Rock'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eCkdduQLwzQ/Tp40vrp6WQI/AAAAAAAACng/9bw9CU-64CE/s72-c/DSC_0478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-2686767401230233784</id><published>2011-10-18T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T09:25:36.892-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thrifty'/><title type='text'>Lesson #89   Homemade Birthday Cards, are the Best Birthday Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fZ5qg8VbKE/Tp2mylbdt-I/AAAAAAAACnQ/X80H_bZqGPA/s1600/1110_003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fZ5qg8VbKE/Tp2mylbdt-I/AAAAAAAACnQ/X80H_bZqGPA/s640/1110_003.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Taylor is one of my dearest friends. She is one of the kindest, hard working people I know. I knew that her birthday card had to be a special one. SO, I made her a personalized cross-word birthday card. The answers all have to do with her :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I used one of the many 'create your own crossword puzzle' websites to type in my words so I could see how everything would best fit together best, then copied it by hand. For all my wordy friends out there... I'm sure you could make up your own from scratch too ;) I've also seen people do this with cross word puzzles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hmmm... what other puzzles could we turn into birthday cards?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjWVgjNSnHA/Tp2mzLQktCI/AAAAAAAACnY/FfTLUgz6hJw/s1600/1110_004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NjWVgjNSnHA/Tp2mzLQktCI/AAAAAAAACnY/FfTLUgz6hJw/s640/1110_004.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-2686767401230233784?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/2686767401230233784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-89-homemade-birthday-cards-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2686767401230233784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/2686767401230233784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-89-homemade-birthday-cards-are.html' title='Lesson #89   Homemade Birthday Cards, are the Best Birthday Cards'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fZ5qg8VbKE/Tp2mylbdt-I/AAAAAAAACnQ/X80H_bZqGPA/s72-c/1110_003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-7055378106290677406</id><published>2011-10-17T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:45:24.993-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #88   Sometimes We Must Disappoint the Dancing Green Monster</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just want to be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know in my heart that I don't NEED to be right. It won't really do anything... except sometimes make more of a mess. BUT, my head. My silly little head. It persuades me into thinking that I MUST be right. I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I argue, and argue, and finally I'm right... for a second it's like a wave of victory! I feel it through my body! But, it only lasts a second...and it doesn't really feel as good as I thought it would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think my ego is a little green monster inside of me that tells me I can't rest.... I can't let go... I can't give up... I must be strong... until I get. the. last. word.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. If I do get the last word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my little green monster is doing his &lt;b&gt;victory dance&lt;/b&gt;... I just sit and think about why I am happy about letting a little green monster do a victory dance inside of me. Then I want him to go away, but he won't. He keeps doing the chicken dance, and the electric slide and all the songs I can't get out of my head. AND I'm just annoyed. Annoyed with the happy green monster, and annoyed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surrendering our right, to always be right can be the hardest thing in the world, leading up to that moment...and even the very moment of humbling yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, as soon as it's over... literally seconds after surrendering our stubborn will... you feel like a million bucks! Then I have to watch that I'm not cocky about being THE ONE to humble myself. I am such a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, &lt;b&gt;when you give up the right to be right, it is then that you realize that you have won the right to something so much greater. &lt;/b&gt;A deeper peace comes over you and you realize there is more to life than having the last word or even complete justice being served to you on a silver platter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my arms uncross.&lt;br /&gt;My eyebrows unfurrow.&lt;br /&gt;My sholders stop touching my ears.&lt;br /&gt;My heart calms. &lt;br /&gt;I feel relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that being a looser could feel so good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-7055378106290677406?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/7055378106290677406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-88-sometimes-being-loser-feels.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7055378106290677406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7055378106290677406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-88-sometimes-being-loser-feels.html' title='Lesson #88   Sometimes We Must Disappoint the Dancing Green Monster'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8836473581628655860</id><published>2011-10-17T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T22:19:24.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #87   Everything is Better with Pesto. Especially my Sourdough Pesto Burger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have seriously been on such a pesto kick lately.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It makes the ordinary taste gourmet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLAWRzKqgws/ToeO0VnzPzI/AAAAAAAACg4/Dpkfe0eCIsQ/s1600/1110_001-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLAWRzKqgws/ToeO0VnzPzI/AAAAAAAACg4/Dpkfe0eCIsQ/s640/1110_001-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kwctbaNlKU/ToeO1EqZn6I/AAAAAAAACg8/I-FpG8HLobk/s1600/1110_002-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kwctbaNlKU/ToeO1EqZn6I/AAAAAAAACg8/I-FpG8HLobk/s640/1110_002-1.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USUALLY, my favorite way to do a pesto-sourdough sandwich is with grilled or breaded chicken breast...mmm! But today, david got his way and he did burgers with sauteed onions. Also yum, just a little manlier.&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(finished product pic is of course of David's burger. Mine would never have ketchup, tomato, mayo...and would just never look so manly... I mean look at the thing! I think I grew a few chest hairs just taking the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPhw_VrrNhk/ToeO1oyPMoI/AAAAAAAAChA/WqDKLEAHHC4/s1600/1110_003-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPhw_VrrNhk/ToeO1oyPMoI/AAAAAAAAChA/WqDKLEAHHC4/s640/1110_003-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8836473581628655860?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8836473581628655860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-87-everything-is-better-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8836473581628655860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8836473581628655860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/lesson-87-everything-is-better-with.html' title='Lesson #87   Everything is Better with Pesto. Especially my Sourdough Pesto Burger.'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wLAWRzKqgws/ToeO0VnzPzI/AAAAAAAACg4/Dpkfe0eCIsQ/s72-c/1110_001-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-7125247144366001167</id><published>2011-10-16T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T16:50:55.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #86   Find a Best Friend. They are Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYg5YVeZwpw/Tpu3QpRN8FI/AAAAAAAAClo/_y6PrKOC3ro/s1600/meandjessieatwedding" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYg5YVeZwpw/Tpu3QpRN8FI/AAAAAAAAClo/_y6PrKOC3ro/s400/meandjessieatwedding" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Jessie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, remember when we used to be roommates?&lt;br /&gt;Remember making breakfast sandwiches in the caf ALL the time?&lt;br /&gt;Remember me getting 'great ideas' that never really worked out?&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we used to take cat naps under the warm window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we went to Europe? Remember how you trusted everyone and I was the skeptical guard dog? Remember that super sketchy bed and breakfast? Remember eating lots of fun food, and sharing EVERYTHING? Remember that you didn't like the stack of meat shaved off with a razor? Remember when we met a band that opened for famous people in the train? Remember our fabulous hostel experiences with nudists who liked to do yoga? Remember only wearing three shirts the entire trip? Remember when I ran out of options and put my tank top on top of my teal shirt? Remember how you loved me anyway? Remember getting lost in Denmark? Remember hanging out in a closed mall for 4 hours? Remember when the airport confiscated our laundry detergent? Remember seeing the violin quartet out of our window slats in Italy? Remember hanging out at the park in Ireland? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for not getting your hair cut with me yesterday, that was fun. &lt;br /&gt;Do you know what would be more fun, if we actually get our hair cut next time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that we still hang out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for going to weddings with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-xMb7oDEkQ/Tpu8XdLTR_I/AAAAAAAAClw/_zai2ln_JlA/s1600/16370_172126987142_651832142_3336364_404483_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o-xMb7oDEkQ/Tpu8XdLTR_I/AAAAAAAAClw/_zai2ln_JlA/s400/16370_172126987142_651832142_3336364_404483_n.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This weekend has been FILLED with friends and rest. Perfect way to  end my break before school starts up again :)&amp;nbsp; Coming later this week...  the last and my FAVORITE project of the 'I robbed a thrift store'  series :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vlrxbi9mRdk/Tpt2g0JCBdI/AAAAAAAAClg/rGQrIfUAJoY/s1600/1110_meandjess_010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-7125247144366001167?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/7125247144366001167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/dear-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7125247144366001167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/7125247144366001167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/dear-best-friend.html' title='Lesson #86   Find a Best Friend. They are Awesome'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYg5YVeZwpw/Tpu3QpRN8FI/AAAAAAAAClo/_y6PrKOC3ro/s72-c/meandjessieatwedding' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-6726828924596161275</id><published>2011-10-14T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T07:45:06.917-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #85   You Can Write Your Own Destiny. Literally. {Make Your Own Fortune Cookies!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;SO, basically my bat dream two nights ago got me thinking about the generic things in life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;including generic one-size-fits-all fortunes....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;which got me thinking about fortune cookies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;This, my friends, is how my brain works.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I have never made fortune cookies before. I was home last night, ditching a party because I didn't feel well and noticed that I had all the necessary ingredients for fortune cookie making right in my cupboard!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's what I call good fortune, fate, good luck and my destiny! I knew it was meant to be!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DuQsDoCdl_g/Tphpa0xZRSI/AAAAAAAAClI/svLUOApb7DU/s1600/1110_002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DuQsDoCdl_g/Tphpa0xZRSI/AAAAAAAAClI/svLUOApb7DU/s640/1110_002.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(I was SHOCKED that that actually turned out looking like actual fortune cookie! look!) &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-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ingredients&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2 large egg whites&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon pure almond extract (I just doubled the vanilla)&lt;br /&gt;3 tablespoons vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup tablespoons granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;3-4 teaspoons water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instructions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Write out some fortunes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. Preheat oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Grease 2 9-X-13 inch baking sheets.&lt;br /&gt;4. In a medium bowl, lightly beat the egg white, vanilla extract, almond extract and vegetable oil until frothy, but not stiff.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sift the flour, cornstarch, salt and sugar into a separate bowl. Stir the water into the flour mixture.&lt;br /&gt;6. Add the flour into the egg white mixture and stir until you have a smooth batter. The batter should not be runny, but should drop easily off a wooden spoon.&lt;br /&gt;7. Place level tablespoons of batter onto the cookie sheet, spacing them at least 3 inches apart. Gently tilt the baking sheet back and forth and from side to side so that each tablespoon of batter forms into a circle 4 inches in diameter.&lt;br /&gt;8. Bake until the outer 1/2-inch of each cookie turns golden brown and they are easy to remove from the baking sheet with a spatula (10-15 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;9. Working quickly, remove the cookie with a spatula and flip it over in your hand. Place a fortune in the middle of a cookie. To form the fortune cookie shape, fold the cookie in half, then gently pull the edges downward over the rim of a glass, wooden spoon or the edge of a muffin tin. Place the finished cookie in the cup of the muffin tin so that it keeps its shape.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Recipe adapted from &lt;a href="http://chinesefood.about.com/od/diningout/r/fortunecookie.htmI"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Helpful Video to watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z0a3S5XNu88"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, now I MUST tell you a funny fortune cookie story about my dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIwH30iqghI/Tphm8_0E4GI/AAAAAAAACk4/rW4rDhDWQIo/s1600/1110_001-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIwH30iqghI/Tphm8_0E4GI/AAAAAAAACk4/rW4rDhDWQIo/s320/1110_001-2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't he handsome?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;So one night, many moons ago, we had just finished a nice Chinese dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We all cracked open our fortune cookies. My father, as fate would have it, did not have his glasses with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;(the plot thickens)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;He handed me his fortune to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I, of course, did not skip a beat and read out his fortune aloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You are attractive and good looking, make the best of it."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;(see I was born to write fortune cookies! I missed my true career destiny!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;He was very proud and proclaimed that he would have to keep that one, as he nodded a contented little nod and smirk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Of COURSE I busted out laughing.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;It said really something blah blah blah about fate and life, not about his looks! You have GOT to try this one on someone, it is the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;AND, if you make your own like I did, you actually can put whatever fortune you want :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Maybe fortunes help people to be a little braver, a little more hopeful, a little more confident. It's pretty sad that we need a generic piece of paper to help us live in the confidence of who we are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I thought if someone else can make up fortunes why can't I? I didn't do a very good job at my fake fortune though. If I would have been completely honest, I would have read an extended version of my fibbed fortune...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You are attractive and good looking, and I admire you very much daddy because you are truly the greatest, make the best of it"&lt;/b&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/3237379608642808680-6726828924596161275?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/6726828924596161275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/homemade-fortune-cookies-tricking-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6726828924596161275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6726828924596161275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/homemade-fortune-cookies-tricking-my.html' title='Lesson #85   You Can Write Your Own Destiny. Literally. {Make Your Own Fortune Cookies!}'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DuQsDoCdl_g/Tphpa0xZRSI/AAAAAAAAClI/svLUOApb7DU/s72-c/1110_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-6461070647850835963</id><published>2011-10-13T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:48:30.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #84   One Should Avoid Generic Cheetos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I had the weirdest dream last night. It was about bats. I thought I'd look up what 'bats' mean in a dream dictionary. Just for kicks and giggles. I searched 'bats' and this is what came up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Acrobats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bats&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wombats&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang it! &lt;b&gt;Why didn't I dream about acrobats or wombats!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those both sound so much more exciting.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIE2Xt3an5Q/TpZsotUs3jI/AAAAAAAACkA/fdYsyAMhiGI/s1600/dream+moods.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIE2Xt3an5Q/TpZsotUs3jI/AAAAAAAACkA/fdYsyAMhiGI/s640/dream+moods.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... this was one smart author. Let's just say he covered his bases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;u&gt;COME&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;ON&lt;/u&gt;. Talk about a 'one size fits all dream description' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly demons. (appeals to the paranoid) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly unrealized potential. (appeals to the hopeful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possibly you are going BATTY! (appeals to the crazy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just see three different people reading this and thinking. OHHHH this is so so true, this just fits me perfect. This is just like one of those fortunes cookie slips. Something generic wrapped up into a poetic saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Take risks and you will be rewarded"&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Someday before you die, you will love someone"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'Tomorrow brings another sunrise, and also a sunset, and then a sunrise, and then a sunset, and then a sunrise, and then a sunset and THEN low and behold another sunrise." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"breathe in. breathe out. repeat as needed."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eventually you will see a spider. You will be terrified"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tomorrow may or may not be a good day."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You just ate some Chinese food that enriched your deep soul, now tip your waiter accordingly"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fortunes are so darn generic. It's a 'make it anything you want' and fulfill your destiny. A self-fulfilling prophecy maybe, but certainly not a prediction of the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other things in life that are generic and just don't work: store brand mac and cheese.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-6461070647850835963?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/6461070647850835963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/generic-things-in-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6461070647850835963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/6461070647850835963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/generic-things-in-life.html' title='Lesson #84   One Should Avoid Generic Cheetos'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dIE2Xt3an5Q/TpZsotUs3jI/AAAAAAAACkA/fdYsyAMhiGI/s72-c/dream+moods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-8402672004575371086</id><published>2011-10-13T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:49:28.016-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='development'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambly'/><title type='text'>Lesson #83   One Should Always Make SMART Goals, Not Stupid Ones.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today I'm teaching my class how to study.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After my official lecture on learning styles, SMART Goals and action plans, I am making it practical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My wonderful facebook friends chimed in and shared their favorite ways to study. Hopefully this will take my lecture from being just educational and informative to &lt;i&gt;practical, realistic and applicable&lt;/i&gt;. I left the internet grammar and emoticons in. I think students sometimes automatically zone out when they read their textbook or get a handout that looks official. I'm hoping this will mix things up for them and they will actually engage in tips that are really very useful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Many of these tips are theoretically based, but shhhhh they don't have to know that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIvHLXMrfXU/Tpcpb4DFXCI/AAAAAAAACkI/uE9wq1FVez0/s1600/The+best+study+tips+EVER.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIvHLXMrfXU/Tpcpb4DFXCI/AAAAAAAACkI/uE9wq1FVez0/s640/The+best+study+tips+EVER.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, for those of you who have never heard of SMART goals, man. You are missing out. I was first introduced to this concept a few years back. Here are some academic examples that my friend Catherine created...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Specific&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;“I will attend 3 study group meetings” instead of “I will find a study partner”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Measurable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;“I will study from 8-10:30” instead of “I will study more”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Achievable&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;“I complete assignments 1 day before they are due” instead of “I will get my roommate to remind me about deadlines” It must be under YOUR control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Realistic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;“I will study for 2 hours and then take a break” instead of “I will spend all day Saturday in the library” You must be both willing and able to do it.Keep in mind other commitments and responsibilities that you have!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Time specific &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;“I will go to the Career Center by November 1st” instead of “I will go to the Career Center”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think this is one of the BEST ways to make specific life goals.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go ahead. Try it out. I dare you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take SMART for a test drive. Make a goal and test it against the 'SMART' test by asking yourself; is it measurable? Is it achievable?....If not, adjust it accordingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's your goal for this week? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only real failure in life. Is the failure to try. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-8402672004575371086?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/8402672004575371086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/is-your-goal-smart-or-stupid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8402672004575371086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/8402672004575371086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/is-your-goal-smart-or-stupid.html' title='Lesson #83   One Should Always Make SMART Goals, Not Stupid Ones.'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kIvHLXMrfXU/Tpcpb4DFXCI/AAAAAAAACkI/uE9wq1FVez0/s72-c/The+best+study+tips+EVER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-400351868813707828</id><published>2011-10-12T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:51:08.393-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><title type='text'>Lesson #82   Pumpkin Chip Muffins are Delicious and Should be Made</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you ever feel like it's one of those days that you're just&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt; 9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt; 11 voicemails, 16 texts, and 38 emails behind? Not to mention the real life people connections (huh?&amp;nbsp; what are those?) that you need to make. What about the real life people connections that you WANT to make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW that you know that feeling. So what do you need? I think you need an encouraging verse and a good heartwarming-fall themed-recipe. Here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So  we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner  self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is  preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison,&amp;nbsp; as  we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are  unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that  are unseen are eternal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 Corinthians 4:16-18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;David and I have been snacking on these all week long :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They taste so YUM especially right out of the oven or re-warmed in the microwave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cme5VbR8hjQ/TiYdlvYx_pI/AAAAAAAACRo/AFbyBiuVYPg/s1600/pumpkin+muffins.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cme5VbR8hjQ/TiYdlvYx_pI/AAAAAAAACRo/AFbyBiuVYPg/s640/pumpkin+muffins.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/Pumpkin-Chip-Muffins"&gt;Taste of Home&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(I used a little less oil then called for in the recipe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlj5Rw05ldM/TiYdny5FAII/AAAAAAAACRs/IhO0kknIbj0/s1600/pumpkin+finish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="374" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlj5Rw05ldM/TiYdny5FAII/AAAAAAAACRs/IhO0kknIbj0/s640/pumpkin+finish.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-400351868813707828?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/400351868813707828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/pumpkin-chip-muffins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/400351868813707828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/400351868813707828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/pumpkin-chip-muffins.html' title='Lesson #82   Pumpkin Chip Muffins are Delicious and Should be Made'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cme5VbR8hjQ/TiYdlvYx_pI/AAAAAAAACRo/AFbyBiuVYPg/s72-c/pumpkin+muffins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-732980651948857639</id><published>2011-10-10T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T13:15:03.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lesson #81 The First Year of Marriage Flies by</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I married the man of my dreams three hundred and sixty five days ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcHgA2bM_zE/TpPKtE4d9jI/AAAAAAAACj4/yEFy9vJKghU/s1600/18359_1330761759299_1538652078_870558_2086447_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcHgA2bM_zE/TpPKtE4d9jI/AAAAAAAACj4/yEFy9vJKghU/s400/18359_1330761759299_1538652078_870558_2086447_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to hang out with my bestest of girl friends, have my hair done all pretty, be with my dear, dear family, wait in anticipation, walk down the aisle, sing hymns with three hundred and fifty others, kiss my best friend, hug all my friends from near and far, pass out plates to those friends so we could eat delicious food, dance a little, dance a little more, AND cry a lot, AND smile a lot. I wouldn't have changed a thing about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237379608642808680-732980651948857639?l=www.ramblyblog.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/feeds/732980651948857639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/one-year-ago.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/732980651948857639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237379608642808680/posts/default/732980651948857639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.ramblyblog.com/2011/10/one-year-ago.html' title='Lesson #81 The First Year of Marriage Flies by'/><author><name>Anna {ramblyblog.com}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07799286205035739529</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vt7ym-nTKpE/ThaRJJUnbLI/AAAAAAAACPQ/39V1dVo4hmQ/s220/1107_headshot_001-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcHgA2bM_zE/TpPKtE4d9jI/AAAAAAAACj4/yEFy9vJKghU/s72-c/18359_1330761759299_1538652078_870558_2086447_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237379608642808680.post-5674860474366287073</id><published>2011-10-09T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T19:43:04.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guesty'/><title type='text'>Lesson #80  Steal Recipes from Friends{Guest Post! Cavatini Recipe!}</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hello friends! David and I are celebrating our 1st anniversary this weekend... So to keep you company... My blog friend Dawn&amp;nbsp; is sharing a fun new recipe with you today :) Check out her other posts at http://tfdo.blogspot.com (Tales of Domestic Obscurity)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Take it away Dawn...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up myself and my family would spend a week at the beach with my dad's side of the family. There were 14 of us. All in one beach house. It was a wonderful way to spend a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the week each family took a night to cook. Having my own family now I know this is such an excellent idea since rounding up a group that large to go out to eat can be very difficult. Anyways, I digress...&amp;nbsp; We would look forward to what each family would cook...it was up to each family to decide...it could be made from scratch or even take out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the tradition of going to the beach was the tradition of my mom making cavatini for our family's meal. The recipe makes enough for a several servings...and if you are unable to eat it at the first sitting it warms up wonderfully (and I am not a gigantic leftover person at all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got married Brandon took over the majority of the cooking responsibilities. He likes to say I am not as good of a cook as him. I just say his palate is not as broad as mine. But the one thing he now loves for me to make is cavatini. So I wanted to share it with you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get started you need the following ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourcupsrunnethover.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/blog1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-997" height="405" src="http://www.ourcupsrunnethover.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/blog1.jpg" title="blog1" width="607" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(click below for the entire post) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 jars of spaghetti sauce&lt;/li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;li&gt;1 pound of hamburger&lt;/li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;li&gt;1 pound of sausage&lt;/li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;li&gt;1 small package of pepperoni&lt;/li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;li&gt;2 cups mozzarella cheese&lt;/li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;li&gt;1 tsp. of garlic powder&lt;/li&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;li&gt;1 box of Rotini noodles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin with, brown and drain the sausage and hamburger. Cook them both in the same large pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-998" height="304" src="http://www.ourcupsrunnethover.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/blog2.jpg" title="blog2" width="607" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because I love you all, I will share with you a favorite tool we use...if you like to brown ground beef...then this little dandy is a must have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[caption id="attachment_999" align="aligncenter" width="607" caption="Compliments of Pampered Chef"]&lt;img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-999" height="304" src="http://www.ourcupsrunnethover.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/blog3.jpg" title="blog3" width="607" /&gt;[/caption]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But do not get too busy chopping away...there is still more to do. While the meat is cooking, in a sauce pan combine the 2 jars of spaghetti sauce, garlic powder and entire package of pepperoni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1000" height="405" src="http://www.ourcupsrunnethover.com/blog/wp-con
