<?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-33863640</id><updated>2011-11-27T19:46:59.896-05:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Children'/><category term='HomeImprovement'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Life Children'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Marathon'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Rant'/><category term='Socks'/><category term='Catch-up Knitting Family Friends'/><category term='FamilyFriends'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='WIPs'/><category term='Knitting'/><category term='FinishedObjects Holidays'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>onecraftychick</title><subtitle type='html'>photographic musings and random crafty thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-3764695990526584485</id><published>2011-08-09T08:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T08:26:38.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Into Each Life a Little Rain Must Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I recently completed an online photo class called &lt;a href="http://www.kateyeview.com/p/find-your-eye-e-course.html"&gt;Find Your Eye&lt;/a&gt;. As part of that class, we had to create an inspiration file of our photos that "spoke" to us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6sMLJetePs/TkEjsh1JW8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xYcDWIQl3GQ/s1600/IMG_5039.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6sMLJetePs/TkEjsh1JW8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xYcDWIQl3GQ/s320/IMG_5039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638827456347069378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took this picture this summer on our trip to Panama City Beach. I thought it was so cool to look out from my balcony and see a storm rolling in - lightning, thunder, rain. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've thought about this pic over the past few days since I found out that one of the &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/world/2011/08/08/nato-probe-continues-at-site-military-helicopter-crash/?test=latestnews"&gt;Navy SEALs killed in Afghanistan&lt;/a&gt; was the husband of a high school classmate. Though she and I were by no means "close," we were (and still are) on friendly terms and I keep up with her through Facebook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now, I feel as though I'm standing again on that balcony in PCB, watching a storm roll in to someone else's life. I'm a safe distance away but I can see see the lightning and hear the thunder and watch the peals of rain as they pelt this sweet family. Like all storms, this one will pass and her sun will come out again but unlike a normal rain, this storm will leave behind visible damage in it's wake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've spent the last few days thinking about her and her children and all the things they'll never be able to do again with their husband and father. And that breaks my heart. Watching the storms in other people's lives certainly makes you take stock in your own. I have to admit that on Saturday night I hugged my husband a little tighter, and the snoring bothered me a little less and I was a bit more patient with my children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My prayer for her family is that the God who heals will wrap His arms around her heart (and the hearts of her children) and protect them as they recover from this tragedy and move on. I pray that her boys will always have fond memories of their father and that they will work hard to cement those memories so that they never fade. My prayer for myself is that I will love my family a little more and remember that our next breaths are not promised and that we should live each moment to the fullest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What storm are you watching now? Maybe it's one of your own and you're struggling against the wind and rain. Maybe you're watching a storm in a friend's life. Do you need to take your friend an umbrella? You might get a little wet in the process, but everyone appreciates an umbrella in a downpour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-3764695990526584485?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/3764695990526584485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=3764695990526584485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3764695990526584485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3764695990526584485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-recently-completed-online-photo-class.html' title='Into Each Life a Little Rain Must Fall'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6sMLJetePs/TkEjsh1JW8I/AAAAAAAAAaE/xYcDWIQl3GQ/s72-c/IMG_5039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-590713234250473368</id><published>2010-01-28T16:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:37:46.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taking a photo a day can be quite the challenge. Like with most things, life kind of gets in the way. One of the Daily Shoot challenges (can't remember what number challenge it was) was to take a self-portrait. Ta-da!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S2IMXtpytcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5wA2LGedNHk/s200/_1201647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431917702093649346" /&gt;I would have attempted a more traditional self-portrait, but on this day I had only made it to wardrobe and not to hair and make-up. Some days are like that, you know. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week at the Punkin's school they had their annual International Night. (Which they're now calling "Heritage Night" - was the old name not inclusive enough? Just asking.) We live in a very diverse community and the premise of the night is to celebrate all the cultures that are represented in the student population. The event is sponsored by the PTA and is the most well attended of all the PTA's events. This year was no exception. When you arrive, the students hand out "passports" that you take from country to country and get stamped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each country has a classroom and the classroom is decorated with artifacts from that country; the "hosts" dress in their traditional costumes and most rooms have samples of food from the country. The most popular country was Mexico (my personal favorite). I snapped a quick picture of these tomatillos and jalapenos while were were waiting in line for taquitos and salsa. I liked the different green colors and the way they were arranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S2IMXw7lzwI/AAAAAAAAAZA/YHFN2bn8DNs/s200/_1261670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431917702973607682" /&gt;I wish I could remember what country this amazing carved box was from but I can't. I loved all the colors and bold patterns as well as the hand-carved details of the figures inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S2IMYXZ3INI/AAAAAAAAAZI/57Z2w-t7ra0/s200/_1261673.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431917713301119186" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As part of the 365 Project, I made a list of all the little things that play a role in my day-to-day life. Today I decided to snap a picture of my arch nemesis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S2IMYu_nzqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gGocLmLAd1w/s1600-h/_1271692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S2IMYu_nzqI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gGocLmLAd1w/s200/_1271692.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431917719633514146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The alarm clock. Oh how I hate this little torture device. I aspire to one day be able to chunk it into the garbage and never have to listen to it beckon me out of my cozy, warm bed and into a day of drudgery at work. Pie in the sky. Unless of course I win the lottery . . . how much is Mega Millions this week? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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/33863640-590713234250473368?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/590713234250473368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=590713234250473368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/590713234250473368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/590713234250473368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2010/01/taking-photo-day-can-be-quite-challenge.html' title=''/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S2IMXtpytcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5wA2LGedNHk/s72-c/_1201647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-6435503418753551647</id><published>2010-01-23T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:23:02.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raise Your Hand If You Saw This One Coming</title><content type='html'>Which one? Oh, that would be the one where you knew there was NO way I would ever be able to take a picture EVERY day, without fail, for one year. Three days in and I missed not one, but two days. Oh well, when you fall down you have to get back up, right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, tomorrow, I'm back on the photo wagon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, one more thing... Bill got tired of watching TV with the Punk talking constantly and told her that she wasn't allowed to talk for a &lt;b&gt;whole&lt;/b&gt; show. LOL! She's done pretty good so far. She's only written me three notes; it's so quite I don't know what to do with myself. We might have to make more shows "wordless." Wonder how long THAT will last?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-6435503418753551647?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/6435503418753551647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=6435503418753551647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6435503418753551647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6435503418753551647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2010/01/raise-your-hand-if-you-saw-this-one.html' title='Raise Your Hand If You Saw This One Coming'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-6382000635424692305</id><published>2010-01-21T15:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T15:43:09.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson in Being Prepared</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't have made a good Boy Scout. The most obvious reason is that I'm not a boy. The less obvious reason is I'm just not very prepared. My dear husband will tell you that I'm an "Idea Person." I have great ideas but I'm not very good at implementation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today, I decided to make Aunt Doris' Chocolate Chip Cookies (which could quite possibly be the best chocolate chip cookies ever - just sayin'). I start grabbing my ingredients from the pantry: sugar (almost all gone but enough for cookies), all-purpose flour, brown sugar, butter, eggs, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cream the butter and sugar and get ready to mix in the baking soda and water. Oops. Problem number one - no baking soda. (An aside: Who runs out of baking soda? Doesn't a box of baking soda last for, I don't know, ever?) OK. No problem. I'll just use self-rising flour and leave out the soda and salt. Problem solved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue mixing. Add in the vanilla; go to the fridge to get the chocolate chips. Those who know me best know that I always (always) keep chocolate chips on hand in the refrigerator. However, today, NO chocolate chips. How can you have chocolate chip cookies without chocolate chips? Ugh! At this point I could blame someone in my family for eating the last of the chips and not putting them on the grocery list, which incidentally, is &lt;i&gt;RIGHT NEXT TO THE REFRIGERATOR&lt;/i&gt;, but I'm not going to lay blame. Not today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of a sudden I feel like I'm on the &lt;a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/worst-cooks-in-america/index.html"&gt;Worst Cooks in America&lt;/a&gt; show. If I had just read through the &lt;b&gt;entire&lt;/b&gt; recipe &lt;b&gt;first&lt;/b&gt; and made sure I had &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; the ingredients, I wouldn't have ended up with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1i3JthQm_I/AAAAAAAAAYw/ndXJCsJD-eo/s1600-h/_1211649.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1i3JthQm_I/AAAAAAAAAYw/ndXJCsJD-eo/s200/_1211649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429290728260934642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what chocolate chip cookies look like without chocolate chips. Not quite as tasty as with the chips. Guess I'll be making a run to Publix . . . in the rain . . . with the baby. Oh joy. In the meantime, here's Aunt Doris' Chocolate Chip Cookie recipe in case you happen to have chips at your house and decide to make them for yourself. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chocolate Chip Cookie&lt;/b&gt;s - &lt;i&gt;a heritage recipe from my great aunt Doris Olliff&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Ingredients]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup brown sugar, firmly packed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup white sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup butter or shortening (use butter, trust me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 1/2 cup all-purpose flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 tablespoons hot water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 teaspoon vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 package chocolate chips (use mini chips)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cup pecans, finely chopped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Directions]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cream sugar and butter, add egg and beat well. Dissolve baking soda in hot water and add to batter. Add flour which has been mixed with salt. Mix well. Fold in chocolate chips and nuts. Drop by teaspoonfuls onto cookie sheet. Bake at 350 degrees 8-10 minutes until done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-6382000635424692305?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/6382000635424692305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=6382000635424692305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6382000635424692305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6382000635424692305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2010/01/lesson-in-being-prepared.html' title='A Lesson in Being Prepared'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1i3JthQm_I/AAAAAAAAAYw/ndXJCsJD-eo/s72-c/_1211649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7871100593492758463</id><published>2010-01-20T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T15:54:15.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Issue with Clutter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This week's assignment at &lt;a href="www.365project.org"&gt;www.365project.org&lt;/a&gt; was to photograph clutter. (Mom, I can hear you laughing....) There may be some people who would have a problem finding something clutter-related to photograph. I would NOT be one of those people. Frankly, there is no shortage of clutter in my house. With the exception of my downstairs bathroom, you can pretty much turn in any direction in my house and see clutter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With so many choices to photograph, what did I choose? I chose the Punkin's clutter. This is a shot of the desk in her room. Uh, right. This would be the desk where she is supposed to do her homework. Since you can't actually see the top of the desk, you would be right if you guessed that not a lot of homework gets done there. She does it on the sofa in the living room, while watching &lt;a href="http://tv.disney.go.com/disneychannel/phineasandferb/"&gt;Phineas and Ferb&lt;/a&gt; (but that's a post for another day). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1dpvVof8nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hbu82eNAerY/s1600-h/_1191635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1dpvVof8nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hbu82eNAerY/s200/_1191635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428924137800200818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, in addition to Project365, I'm also back on the &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net"&gt;FlyLady&lt;/a&gt; bandwagon where I'm desperately trying to get my house (and my clutter) under control. I swear some days I think there are &lt;a href="http://actionflickchick.com/superaction/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/gremlins0zf.jpg"&gt;Gremlins&lt;/a&gt; who follow me around messing up stuff behind me and disappearing when I turn around. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first stop on the FlyLady decluttering train are the two spots that drive poor Bill the most nutty: the computer desk in the living room and the desk in the kitchen. There will be pictures - before and afters. I will also add that all of this decluttering is in preparation for hopefully, one day, putting our house on the market. Since EK arrived, we've kind of run out of usable space and really need to concentrate on getting a bigger place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whew. I have a lot to do. Guess that means that I shouldn't be sitting here talking about what I need to do. Where's my timer? My 15 minutes starts now...&lt;br /&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/33863640-7871100593492758463?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7871100593492758463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7871100593492758463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7871100593492758463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7871100593492758463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2010/01/issue-with-clutter.html' title='The Issue with Clutter'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1dpvVof8nI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hbu82eNAerY/s72-c/_1191635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-603156377261568968</id><published>2010-01-19T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:07:49.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping on the Project 365 Bandwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Over the summer I bought a dSLR camera and 2 lenses. Then in the fall I took a class to learn how to use it. Since then, I've pretty much only been taking pictures of my kids. Over the holidays, my friend &lt;a href="http://www.leapfrogcreations.com"&gt;Jodi (a budding professional)&lt;/a&gt; posted on Facebook that she was participating in Project 365 for 2010. The premise is that you are to take a minimum of one photo per day for 365 consecutive days. You can take pictures of anything, including the mundane things of life, just so long as you take one picture per day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided this would help my photography skills since it would (1) force me to use my camera everyday and (2) force me to look at &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; in my life and how all those things - big and small - make up who I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a warm day for us (in the low 60s) and a welcome reprieve from the really cold weather we've been experiencing over the past few weeks. My friend Elizabeth and I took our girls, and another friend, out to Sims Lake Park and spent a few hours snapping pictures of the girls. This is yesterday's photo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1W5_hNNTBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qXwNWRdfjXI/s1600-h/_1181607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1W5_hNNTBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qXwNWRdfjXI/s200/_1181607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428449426761665554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also joined a &lt;a href="http://365project.org"&gt;Project 365 group&lt;/a&gt; where I'm &lt;a href="http://365project.org/onecraftychick/"&gt;cataloging my progress&lt;/a&gt;. The group posts daily and weekly themes - this week's theme is clutter. I'm pretty sure I'm going to be able to find &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; to take a picture of. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-603156377261568968?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/603156377261568968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=603156377261568968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/603156377261568968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/603156377261568968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2010/01/jumping-on-project-365-bandwagon.html' title='Jumping on the Project 365 Bandwagon'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S1W5_hNNTBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qXwNWRdfjXI/s72-c/_1181607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5306685779048725651</id><published>2010-01-03T12:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T12:48:25.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Freaking Cow? Where Did the Year Go?</title><content type='html'>If there is anyone who still stops by to read my blog, you might be wondering what happened to me last year. Or you might NOT be wondering, but I'd rather think you care enough to at least be curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last year was a crazy busy year for me. You, of course, know about the Biggest Loser challenge that I was doing with some Facebook friends. I made good progress and lost about 15 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a contract negotiation year at the Deathstar and, because I'm in management and not part of the folks represented by the contract, I spent a good portion of the year training to do someone else's job in the event of a work stoppage (a.k.a. "a strike"). That involved about 100+ hours of online and classroom training - on top of my normal job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of normal job, I wrapped up the project I've been working on for two years! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the biggest thing that happened to me last year was this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S0DXt7KG41I/AAAAAAAAAYY/aNQKlgzZDqg/s1600-h/EK_Santa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422571135328248658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S0DXt7KG41I/AAAAAAAAAYY/aNQKlgzZDqg/s200/EK_Santa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww! We welcomed a new daughter to our family. Emily Kathryn (a.k.a. Emma Kate) joined our family on December 1, 2009 weighing 5 pounds and 15 ounces. She's absolutely the best thing about 2009!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5306685779048725651?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5306685779048725651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5306685779048725651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5306685779048725651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5306685779048725651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2010/01/holy-freaking-cow-where-did-year-go.html' title='Holy Freaking Cow? Where Did the Year Go?'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/S0DXt7KG41I/AAAAAAAAAYY/aNQKlgzZDqg/s72-c/EK_Santa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1651018274475484169</id><published>2009-02-02T21:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:37:21.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress Report - Month One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been one month since I started the Biggest Loser challenge with some of my Facebook friends. It has NOT been easy since I LOVE to eat and I have an incurable sweet tooth. I am not a morning person and by the end of the day I find it hard to squeeze in a workout (working 10+ hours a day doesn't help either). I've been doing pretty good on managing my calories. I downloaded an app (called Lose It!) for my iPhone. I use it to track EVERYTHING that goes into my mouth as well as my exercise and daily weigh ins. Since my iPhone is virtually attached to me like a body part, it's easy to remember to log my intake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good thing is that there has been some weight loss! So far I've lost 9 pounds, which is about the 1-2 pounds per week average I was shooting for. What makes it great is that the 9 pounds translates into 7 inches! 3 inches from my chest (bummer), 2 from my waist (yeah) and one from each of my thighs. I can finally start to see a difference! Yahoo!  My pants fit MUCH better now. I'm planning to literally work my arse off so that I can win the prize money ($600) - you can buy a lot of new clothes with $600!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SYersbj-8lI/AAAAAAAAAYA/dssyKS8HdG4/s1600-h/SA702154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SYersbj-8lI/AAAAAAAAAYA/dssyKS8HdG4/s200/SA702154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298392266425954898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, get out there and eat a Krispy Kreme for me! (Just tell me that it was awful and I wasn't missing anything. Thanks. Carry on.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-1651018274475484169?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1651018274475484169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1651018274475484169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1651018274475484169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1651018274475484169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2009/02/progress-report-month-one.html' title='Progress Report - Month One'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SYersbj-8lI/AAAAAAAAAYA/dssyKS8HdG4/s72-c/SA702154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-4757786128690418083</id><published>2009-01-25T20:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:19:04.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger. Bad.</title><content type='html'>Hi. My name is Jennifer and I'm a bad blogger. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is January 25th and it's been since January 1st since I last posted. To make matters worse, I have no real excuse. I have time to update Facebook and read email but for some reason I can't make time to update this blog. Sad, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the weight loss front, I've lost 6 pounds - it doesn't sound like a lot but it feels like a lot. I actually bought 2 new pairs of pants yesterday and my jeans are starting to fit a little more loosely. I have a long way to go but I didn't get to be this size in 3 months and I won't lose it in 3 months. I realize it's a process. My goal is to lose it all in a year. I would like to lose most of it by the spring/summer because of my husband's 20-year class reunion. But that's another story for another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I've been knitting is socks and if I'd knit a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;complete pair&lt;/span&gt; before I started another pair I would probably have something to show for my efforts besides 5 half pairs of socks. But, alas, I cannot be "project monogamous." My next project is going to be these &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.ca/blog/archives/2009/01/21/down_but_not_out.html"&gt;Leyburn Socks&lt;/a&gt; that I saw on the Harlot's page - they're from &lt;a href="http://pepperknit.com"&gt;Pepperknit&lt;/a&gt;. As soon as I figure out how to do a toe-up cast on I'm going to knit them in &lt;a href="http://knitwitch.com/sagitarius.jpg"&gt;Sagitarius&lt;/a&gt; from the &lt;a href="http://www.knitwitch.com"&gt;Knit Witch&lt;/a&gt; because I think the stitch pattern will show off the colors in the yarn nicely. The picture of the yarn doesn't do it justice - it's WAY prettier in person. If you have a suggestion for a toe-up cast on (or better yet a VIDEO of what to do) leave me a comment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-4757786128690418083?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/4757786128690418083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=4757786128690418083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/4757786128690418083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/4757786128690418083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-blogger-bad.html' title='Bad Blogger. Bad.'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5501830340583007739</id><published>2009-01-01T22:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T22:21:20.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Feel Like Oprah...</title><content type='html'>Well, without the TV show and the magazie and the money and the multiple houses. I feel like Oprah and her "how did THIS happen" issue of O Magazine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"How did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; happen?" you ask. Uh, how did I go from a svelte 125 pounds 13 years ago to (approximately) 180 pounds today? HOLY FREAKING COW (no pun intended)!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm either really brave, or really stupid, for this but . . . want to know what (almost) 180 pounds looks like on a 5'3" tall woman? It looks like this (and I'm only showing you the back, mostly because I can't bear the front): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SV2FTrG3THI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7kVM8f0Z6gg/s200/SA702138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286528110638353522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What am I? A really short linebacker? Look at the size of those shoulders! (Notice the placement of the fire... obviously a poor choice of location for a photo shoot, but funny nonetheless.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, to do something about this I've joined a "Biggest Loser 2009" support group with some Facebook friends. There are 12 of us so far and we've chipped in $50 each. The person who loses the biggest % of weight between today and May 31st wins the pot 'o money (and a nice engraved silver cuff bracelet which is going to look awfully funny if one of the two guys happens to win).  &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 hoping that the six of you (ha!) who actually read my blog will remind me of this picture and offer moral support along the way. Especially when I mention "work," "stress," "beer" or "cookie dough" in the same post.  Our first virtual weigh in is on January 11th. I'll post additional pics and report on the progress. And the next time you eat a Dairy Queen M&amp;amp;M Blizzard or chocolate chip cookies or a Mocha Frapp from Starbucks, think of me. I'll be over here in the corner (of the gym) munching on carrots and sipping something with protein in it. Let the fun begin!&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/33863640-5501830340583007739?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5501830340583007739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5501830340583007739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5501830340583007739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5501830340583007739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-feel-like-oprah.html' title='I Feel Like Oprah...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SV2FTrG3THI/AAAAAAAAAXs/7kVM8f0Z6gg/s72-c/SA702138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7360453367440293372</id><published>2008-12-29T16:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T16:47:41.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow! What Just Happened?</title><content type='html'>It's almost been a full 2 months since I last posted. You might be asking, "What happened to you, Crafty Chick?" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, since you asked...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My choir kids put on their fall show, &lt;a href="http://www.littlebigstuff.com/"&gt;Life School Musical&lt;/a&gt;, the first Sunday in November so I was pretty busy with rehearsals leading up to that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Statesboro for Thanksgiving and had a great long weekend hanging out with family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big project (that I've talked about in previous posts and on Facebook) launched the first weekend in December and I'm relatively sure that I was so busy working that weekend that I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; have gone three or four days without make-up or a shower. Yuck! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second weekend in December was my choir's big Christmas shows and, on top of post-project launch activities that week, I had 15 hours of rehearsals in the span of about 5 days. Whew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By December 16th, I was celebrating my 13th wedding anniversary. As it turned out, it wasn't THAT big of a celebration because I was sick! I know - why in the world would I be sick? It's not like I'd been burning the candle at both ends or anything. Good grief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, because I felt so bad and could hardly drag myself out of bed, I finally broke down and went to the doctor. I saw one of the new docs in the practice and she noticed that the last three times I'd been in had been for (surprise) FATIGUE. Ya don't say? (Oh, and she did mention that I've gained 15 pounds in the past year since my last visit. She did blood work to check my thyroid. Uh, whatever. I can tell you why I've gained 15 pounds...start reading from the top of this entry and  multiply &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; stress by 12 months. That should&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; just about equal&lt;/span&gt; 15 pounds.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That brings us to Christmas. I've been off for one week already and I'm not scheduled to go back to work until the first Monday in January - a nice, well-deserved breather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Punkin got a Wii for Christmas. What a hoot that thing is! We've had a blast playing with it so far; now we're waiting for some store somewhere to get another shipment of &lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.com/games/detail/hoiNtus4JvIcPtP8LQPyud4Kyy393oep"&gt;Wii Fit&lt;/a&gt; in stock so we can have an animated computer figure tell us how fat we are. HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have plenty of pictures to post - as soon as I get around to getting them off the memory card. Hopefully sometime this week. Oh, and I did do a little knitting between all of that stuff; something has to keep me sane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7360453367440293372?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7360453367440293372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7360453367440293372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7360453367440293372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7360453367440293372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/12/holy-cow-what-just-happened.html' title='Holy Cow! What Just Happened?'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-6384556128528732617</id><published>2008-10-27T17:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T18:35:05.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day as I Was Walking, Walking to the Fair...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Check it out... I'm now an "award winning" crafter! (Stop laughing; I can hear you.) I entered 14 items in the &lt;a href="http://www.kiwanisogeecheefair.org/"&gt;fair in my hometown&lt;/a&gt; and each of them won something! Now, it could be that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; won something, but I prefer to think that the judges were simply smitten by my clearly superior handiwork. Yeah, we'll go with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY5VrTTH7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/QqVSxj6SEdY/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY5VrTTH7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/QqVSxj6SEdY/s200/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261956259192709042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/onecraftychick/golden-child-jacket"&gt;Golden Child&lt;/a&gt; jacket, hat and boots set by &lt;a href="http://www.candijensen.com/fly.aspx?layout=home"&gt;Candi Jensen&lt;/a&gt; and each item got a blue ribbon. I crocheted them in &lt;a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/cgi-bin/yarnInfo.cgi"&gt;Lion Brand Suede&lt;/a&gt; solely because I fell in love with the pattern, not because I like anyone enough to give them a baby gift made of $75 worth of yarn. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY5VDW_LjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/YEjUkr8Jplc/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY5VDW_LjI/AAAAAAAAAXc/YEjUkr8Jplc/s200/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261956248470761010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pink afghan won a white ribbon. The pattern is from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1579907407?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=onec06-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1579907407"&gt;Simple Crochet for Cherished Babies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=onec06-20&amp;amp;l=as2&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1579907407" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /&gt; by Jane Davis. It works up quickly and is my "go to" pattern for most baby presents I've made recently. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY4cAK_cVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/nE4MKtDpw7A/s1600-h/DSC00165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY4cAK_cVI/AAAAAAAAAXU/nE4MKtDpw7A/s200/DSC00165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261955268362596690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this view: the pastel bag on the top won a white ribbon. The socks below  (&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/flame-wave-socks"&gt;Flame Wave by Ann Budd&lt;/a&gt;)  won a red ribbon and my &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/onecraftychick/monkey"&gt;Monkey Socks&lt;/a&gt; won blue. The brightly colored bag (below and right of the pastel one) won a white ribbon. You might remember it as the bag that caused me to &lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/rant-about-sewing-machine.html"&gt;lose my religion with my sewing machine&lt;/a&gt;. The blue/green hoodie won a red ribbon. It's a good thing they didn't put in on a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kid. I know kids have big heads but it would take a ginormous head to fill up that hood. I think it was something wrong with the pattern. I'm just sayin'....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY4ahagq0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Z3H8TVzpIFk/s200/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261955242926320450" /&gt;The green &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/onecraftychick/ballerina-neck-sweater"&gt;ballerina neck sweater&lt;/a&gt; won a red ribbon. (I actually expected blue and would have liked to have seen the entry that got first place.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY4ba6Wh-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/d5LcZPd6eVU/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY4ba6Wh-I/AAAAAAAAAXM/d5LcZPd6eVU/s200/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261955258360694754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My "&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/onecraftychick/game-day-hobo-bag"&gt;Game Day Hobo Bag&lt;/a&gt;", a pattern of my own design, won a red ribbon! I had two dishcloths and another kid sweater that I entered on a lark and all of them won ribbons, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, I'm pretty pleased with the winnings from my first Fair entries; prize money . . . not so much. All 14 projects netted a whopping $33! I'm rich! I'm rich! A quick shout out to my mom who took the pictures for me: "Yahoo, Mom! You rock!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/33863640-6384556128528732617?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/6384556128528732617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=6384556128528732617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6384556128528732617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6384556128528732617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-day-as-i-was-walking-walking-to.html' title='One Day as I Was Walking, Walking to the Fair...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SQY5VrTTH7I/AAAAAAAAAXk/QqVSxj6SEdY/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1396190314005902146</id><published>2008-09-30T19:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:14:25.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING: Political Rant!</title><content type='html'>Those of you who aren’t interested in politics or our financial crisis need not read further. And if you’re one of my “church lady” readers, there’s going to be some harsh language – you’ve been duly warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I’m mad as hell and I’m not going to take it anymore! I’m sick of Congress and the Media thinking that we’re stupid myrmidons and we can’t do our own research and that we should just assume that everything they tell us is the gospel truth. Well I’m NOT stupid; in fact, I’m extremely intelligent and my head isn’t so far up my “politics” that I can’t see a line of crap when it’s fed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m more than just a little torqued that the Administration thinks that the money I work my ass off for should be taken FROM me at the threat of jail and used to bail out companies that made bad business decisions. No one bailed ME out when, as an ill-principled college grad, I ran up astronomical credit card bills. No one! I worked HARD to pay off those debts and it took me more than 10 years! But, by God, they’re gone – as are my student loans. And no, I didn’t get a consolidation loan; I scrimped and scraped and spent nights and weekends at home until they were paid off. Big surprise – LESSON LEARNED – do you think I’ll EVER get in that shape again. HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here begins my RANT on this financial crisis and how, why and who caused it. I’ve linked where appropriate so that you can do your own research. You aren’t going to hear this on the CBS News with perky little Katie Couric because it makes certain people and their party look bad and that doesn’t fit the mold of the news they see fit to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Community Reinvestment Act of 1977 was a bill passed under the Carter administration. The Bill, like most, had good intentions but was manipulated for political gain. Designed to invest dollars in community revitalization, this Act was hijacked under the Clinton administration by groups like ACORN (I’ll get to them later) and &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/used%20to%20brow-beat%20leading%20institutions%20into%20lowering%20their%20lending%20standards%20to%20make%20loans%20to%20people%20who%20would%20have%20not%20qualified%20under%20standard%20lending%20practices"&gt;used to brow-beat leading institutions into lowering their lending standards to make loans to people who would have not qualified under standard lending practices&lt;/a&gt;, hence the onslaught of sub-prime lending. Now for an aside – do you REALLY THINK for one minute that any bank, out of the charity of their heart, is going to loan money to someone they KNOW cannot afford to repay it? Of course not – that’s corporate suicide! They wouldn’t loan it unless, they were forced/coerced by the government to do so. (This is where Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae come in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddie and Fannie were NEVER government entities - they were Government SPONSORED Entities (GSEs) which means that they looked from the outside to be a true government entity, like the FDIC. The banks and lending institutions were leery of making these kinds of loans until Freddie and Fannie stepped in to say, “Hey, we’ve got your back. Make the loans, bundle them together and we’ll buy them from you.” Now, as a GSE, Freddie and Fannie were not governed by the same rules and oversight that normal corporations are subject to. In fact, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Republicans%20warned%20in%202005%20against%20the%20coming%20disaster%20while%20trying%20to%20pass%20the%20Federal%20Housing%20Enterprise%20Regulatory%20Reform%20Act%20of%202005"&gt;Republicans warned against the coming disaster while trying to pass the Federal Housing Enterprise Regulatory Reform Act of 2005&lt;/a&gt;, which sought to curtail these kinds of lending practices. The warnings were NOT headed and the legislation was soundly defeated by Democrats in the Congress. In fact, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Congressmen%20went%20as%20far%20as%20to%20say%20that%20there%20was%20nothing%20wrong%20with%20Freddie%20and%20Fannie%20and%20the%20simple%20act%20of%20trying%20to%20clean%20them%20up%20amounted%20to%20a%20%E2%80%9Cpolitical%20lynching%E2%80%9D%20of%20Franklin%20Raines"&gt;some Congressmen went as far as to say that there was nothing wrong with Freddie and Fannie and the simple act of trying to clean them up amounted to a “political lynching” of Franklin Raines&lt;/a&gt;, the then CEO of Fannie Mae (who happens to be black) and now a financial advisor to the Obama campaign.) &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/They%20were%20then%20forced%20to%20restate%20their%20earnings%20wiping%20out%20$9%20billion%20in%20reported%20earnings"&gt;Under Raines leadership, Fannie is accused of cooking the books&lt;/a&gt; to generate fat bonuses for their leadership, including Raines. &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/They%20were%20then%20forced%20to%20restate%20their%20earnings%20wiping%20out%20$9%20billion%20in%20reported%20earnings"&gt;They were then forced to restate their earnings wiping out almost $9 billion in reported earnings&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to ACORN, the Association of Community Organizations for Reform Now, ACORN is one of those “community organizing” groups that the Media is so fond of these days. What they don’t tell you is how they operate – or at least how they operated in the time period leading up to this financial meltdown. For example, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/For%20example,%20ACORN%20representatives%20jammed%20the%20lobbies%20of%20banks,%20confronted%20bank%20executives%20at%20their%20homes,%20blocked%20the%20drive-thru%20teller%20lanes%20of%20banks,%20and%20otherwise%20intimidated%20banks%20into%20making%20these%20risky%20loans"&gt;ACORN representatives jammed the lobbies of banks, confronted bank executives at their homes, blocked the drive-thru teller lanes of banks, and otherwise intimidated banks into making these risky loans&lt;/a&gt;. So how is ACORN involved with Barack Obama? Obama was a trainer and an attorney for the organization during his community organizer days in Chicago. His campaign has paid more than half a million dollars to ACORN for “get out the vote” efforts. Speaking of “get out the vote efforts,” there are MANY instances of ACORN being involved in blatant voter registration fraud – &lt;a href="http://boortz.com/nuze/200809/09302008.html#acorn"&gt;some of them are detailed here&lt;/a&gt; – you can Google each of them for yourself. (For the sake of space, I didn't include links here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the sanctimonious Nancy Pelosi to stand on her "pulpit" in the House of Representatives and preach to me about how it’s “all the Republican’s fault” that this happened is &lt;a href="http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=newsarchive&amp;amp;sid=aSKSoiNbnQY0"&gt;pure crap and a load of unadulterated lies&lt;/a&gt; – and she knows it. She also knows that most Americans get their news from ABC, CBS and NBC and they aren’t going to tell the whole story. Her lies are safe - safely perpetuated by the Media. (Which is why I do my OWN research.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were the Republicans PARTLY responsible? You betcha! Were they SOLELY responsible – OF COURSE NOT and it's stupid to try to place all the blame there! And for Pelosi, Barney Franks and Harry Reid to continue to pontificate that it’s the Bush Administration’s “failed economic policies” is an affront to the &lt;a href="http://boortz.com/more/us_constitution.html"&gt;US Constitution&lt;/a&gt;. My understanding of that sacred document is that it’s the HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES responsibility to initiate EACH AND EVERY spending bill, NOT the President's responsibility (no matter his party affiliation). So, Nancy need look no further than her position as Speaker of the House to find the ultimate blame. Where I work, the buck stops with ME - I don't get to pass blame to others. Buck up, Nancy! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick Warren once said that “you can’t fix the problem if you’re consumed with fixing the blame.” So, shut up Nancy and get about the business of fixing what CAUSED the problem instead of trying to put a $700 billion dollar band-aid over it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, to use my friend Jodi's words, "Nancy Pelosi, do you wanna piece of me?" Bring. It. On. I’m done and I’m going to uncork a bottle of Chardonnay. Discuss…&lt;br /&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/33863640-1396190314005902146?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1396190314005902146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1396190314005902146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1396190314005902146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1396190314005902146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/09/warning-political-rant.html' title='WARNING: Political Rant!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1387847149095126127</id><published>2008-09-30T08:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T08:26:45.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hysterical!</title><content type='html'>Tim Hawkins is a Christian comedian and is hysterical. If you go to a church that does Praise &amp; Worship music, you'll get a BIG kick out of this clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aYaTSbCGY50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aYaTSbCGY50&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-1387847149095126127?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1387847149095126127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1387847149095126127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1387847149095126127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1387847149095126127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/09/hysterical.html' title='Hysterical!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-2387032842799437120</id><published>2008-09-26T08:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:22:11.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Happy To Report</title><content type='html'>I'm quite happy to report that today (cue the music...) I am FINALLY GETTING MY ROOTS DONE! (Ta-Da!) So, after 2:30 this afternoon I will no longer look like a country-music-fan-fest-4 wheel truck-driving-Redneck-Princess anymore. Not that there's anything wrong with that...it's just not the "look" I'm going for. It's actually gotten so bad that, thank God I work from home a lot, I've resorted to the college-just-rolled-out-of-bed ball-cap-wearing look. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For effect, I took this pic just now with Photo Booth on my Mac. Nice. Really nice. So, obviously you can understand my excitement about getting my hair fixed. :)&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SNzdtTfALCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bz5sbEqb_kk/s200/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250315036001315874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the world of crafty endeavors, I'm working on some new projects. (Please, contain your shock...) All better? I've started &lt;a href="http://www.tkga.com/copreview.shtm"&gt;this cute little cardigan&lt;/a&gt; (#22 on the link) using some stashed &lt;a href="http://www.lionbrand.com/cgi-bin/yarnInfo.cgi"&gt;Lion Brand Microspu&lt;/a&gt;n in a pretty purplish-blue Lilac. I currently have not one, not two, not three, but FOUR pair of socks on the needles; three on double points and one pair on one LONG circular. (I'm trying to teach myself to knit two at a time using &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/2-at-Time-Socks-Revealed-Knitting/dp/1580176917/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1222434654&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;.) So far...OK. I'm a "neat knitter" and getting started on this method is so far from neat that it drives me crazy. It's a hot mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was going to enter some of my work, both knit and crochet, in the Gwinnett County Fair - however, I missed the registration deadline. As it turns out, that's good for all the folks who DID enter their "work" in the fair because I would have SO hated to make them look bad. My stuff was WAY better than their stuff. I'm just sayin'. (Bless their hearts.) So I'm going to send a whole bunch of it down to Statesboro so my mom can enter it for me in the &lt;a href="http://www.kiwanisogeecheefair.org/"&gt;Kiwanis Ogeechee Fair&lt;/a&gt;. Since I'm FROM Statesboro, I see no problem with this plan whatsoever. I'll post pics later of everything I'm entering, 15 projects in all. Who knows, I might actually win enough for a trip to Starbucks - or a gallon of gas! (Ha!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Woohoo!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-2387032842799437120?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/2387032842799437120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=2387032842799437120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/2387032842799437120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/2387032842799437120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-happy-to-report.html' title='I&apos;m Happy To Report'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SNzdtTfALCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bz5sbEqb_kk/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5601675628841631517</id><published>2008-09-11T20:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:39:29.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>After Which Nothing Was the Same</title><content type='html'>I remember it like it was yesterday. I was working in sales at BellSouth and had just popped my computer into the docking station at my desk and hit my radio's "on" button to listen to &lt;a href="http://www.wsbradio.com"&gt;WSB AM 750&lt;/a&gt; (and my boy, &lt;a href="http://boortz.com"&gt;Boortz&lt;/a&gt;) when I heard the news. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What? A plane? Like a BIG one, or a little one? Oh, most definitely a big one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all ended up in the Vice President's office watching the news unfold on the TV in her conference room. Numb. Shell-shocked. Speechless. Quiet ... odd, still, deafening quiet. Who could possibly work on a day like today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls and I went to Jocks 'n Jills for lunch because we knew they'd have on every news network. We sat for 2 hours and ate in near silence - remarkable for our group. How could this happen? In America? This kind of stuff happens somewhere else. Not. Here. All I could think about was my 9-month old at the baby sitter's house and how I wanted, no &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt;, to get there to hold her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fog. A fog that lasted for days and days and days. You'd blink, thinking that it was a dream and you could just blink, wake up and will it away. But no, it was real. Painfully, heart-wrenchingly real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 09-11-01, nothing was the same. Never will be. To this day I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; step foot on a commercial airliner - for business or pleasure - without thinking of those people who, on 9-11-01, were going about their business . . . like they did every day before and thought they'd do every day after. But it wasn't an ordinary day. It was a day that profoundly changed us all - affected us to the core of our beings. Forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will never, ever, forget.........  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/33863640-5601675628841631517?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5601675628841631517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5601675628841631517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5601675628841631517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5601675628841631517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-which-nothing-was-same.html' title='After Which Nothing Was the Same'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-3412452235905153817</id><published>2008-08-26T17:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T18:08:49.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gettin' Cozy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I had some cotton yarn in my stash, but not enough of any one color to make a sweater. And since I'm not that found of a "&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/musicl?lid=pCEYDTrhanO&amp;amp;aid=wJpzt3uszpC&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=music&amp;amp;ct=result"&gt;Coat of Many Colors&lt;/a&gt;" for myself; I wondered what I should make with said cotton yarn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I happened to have just bought a case of Caffeine Free Diet Coke ('cause it tastes better than regular Diet Coke), I decided that those cans needed Cozies. So I grabbed a size G crochet hook and set out to designing. This is what I came up with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0xFLHs_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/lTZ6wOrQT5w/s1600-h/SA701910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0xFLHs_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/lTZ6wOrQT5w/s200/SA701910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238940653089960946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pink/orange/white one is totally random and made from scraps. The pink and black one gets me in touch with my "Diva/Princess" self. The pink camo one gets me in touch with my "Redneck Princess" self. (HA! I kill me. Redneck Princess...)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blue and orange one is an experimentation in "team colors" - if your team colors happen to be blue and orange (University of Florida, Auburn....)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0xmS1vmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Us2GQtEob-M/s1600-h/SA701911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0xmS1vmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Us2GQtEob-M/s200/SA701911.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238940661980708450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I thought, if you can make a can cozy, why not one for a bottle? So I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0x9Xb83I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pg_vrLpIL5c/s1600-h/SA701912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0x9Xb83I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pg_vrLpIL5c/s200/SA701912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238940668174005106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red and black for the 'Dawgs. Some fuzzy boucle novelty stuff at the top. Now that I look at it, it should have been a little taller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This "making up my own pattern thing" was working for me so I decided to take it a step further (or maybe a couple of steps). I designed my own mini hobo bag! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0yZeIspI/AAAAAAAAAPs/92C9LDE0qTs/s1600-h/SA701913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0yZeIspI/AAAAAAAAAPs/92C9LDE0qTs/s200/SA701913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238940675718296210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How cute is that? It's about 7.5" long x 2.5" wide x 6" tall. It even has a zipper! (Don't worry - I didn't sew it with my sewing machine - I actually LEARN from my mistakes.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another shot with the handle up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0yx_LTHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/E0I34FTqO6E/s1600-h/SA701914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0yx_LTHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/E0I34FTqO6E/s200/SA701914.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238940682299329650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's perfect for "game day" - just big enough for your wallet or ID, some cash, keys and lipstick. Since I'm really NOT a Georgia Bulldogs fan, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with a red and black purse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what do you think? Not too shabby for the first couple of original "OneCraftyChick Designs" patterns, huh? I have PDF copies if you're interested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-3412452235905153817?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/3412452235905153817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=3412452235905153817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3412452235905153817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3412452235905153817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-i-had-some-cotton-yarn-in-my-stash.html' title='Gettin&apos; Cozy'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SLR0xFLHs_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/lTZ6wOrQT5w/s72-c/SA701910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-4104647417579387367</id><published>2008-08-17T18:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:44:53.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Ruining My Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Those of you know me well know that the Punkin has NEVER, I repeat, never been one to sleep through the night in her own bed. To say that we've been struggling of late with the sleep in your own room thing would be a gross understatement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, last Thursday night was a doozy. Friday morning was not much better (considering none of us had had much sleep). So, after the battle to get her off to school, THIS is the note that was waiting for me on the white board in her room. For the benefit of those who cannot read I-just-started-second-grade phonetic spelling, it says "You ruin everything in my life and you need to say you're sorry." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SKin8cU2FUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eG4D6o-Sc_w/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SKin8cU2FUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eG4D6o-Sc_w/s200/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235619223655814466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She has NO idea how much I can ruin her life. Just wait until she's a teenager! So, we're beginning to employ several techniques to get her to sleep in her room ALL night. Or at least to NOT come into our room in the middle of the night to wake us up. I'm sure there will be more to come on this subject.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In crafty news, I'm working on the Farm Fresh blanket from the &lt;a href="http://www.candijensen.com/fly.aspx?layout=books"&gt;Candi Blankies&lt;/a&gt; book by Candi Jensen. Right now it would be a terribly boring picture to post - since all I've got finished thus far is about 3/4 of the green "field" that the cute sheep hang out in. Hopefully I'll finish this week. Fingers crossed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-4104647417579387367?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/4104647417579387367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=4104647417579387367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/4104647417579387367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/4104647417579387367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/08/youre-ruining-my-life.html' title='You&apos;re Ruining My Life!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SKin8cU2FUI/AAAAAAAAAPM/eG4D6o-Sc_w/s72-c/IMG_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7201443225979691503</id><published>2008-08-15T15:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:56:09.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Update!</title><content type='html'>I'm happy to report that my 8 loads of laundry have all been folded. Not put away, yet, but folded. Baby steps, friends, baby steps. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7201443225979691503?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7201443225979691503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7201443225979691503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7201443225979691503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7201443225979691503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/08/laundry-update.html' title='Laundry Update!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5339823585447436468</id><published>2008-08-05T08:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T08:22:02.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bag Lady and Her Albatross</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been called a "bag lady" before, and with just cause. You see, I do love the bags. Here's my parade of finished bags from last week. I can't find one that the Punkin absconded with but it wasn't that great anyway.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the one that gave me fits with the sewing machine. You can't see the inside, but I ended up hand-stitching the ribbon to the handles and the top edge of the inside of the bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCboWDmsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/e9C_XDUxDgs/s1600-h/SA701892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCboWDmsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/e9C_XDUxDgs/s200/SA701892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231004009644661442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one was done (*cough*) two years ago as a baby gift that obviously never got gifted. It's based on a Candy Jensen pattern and was super easy. (They all were super easy; crochet works up fast.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCcCCA_KI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TFnV95WR9xU/s1600-h/SA701891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCcCCA_KI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TFnV95WR9xU/s200/SA701891.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231004016539925666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one. Well, it took a little longer. You can't tell from this picture, but it's made up of 26 triangles that are sewn together. Twenty-six triangles = LOTS of ends to weave in. A royal PITA (pain in the arse), but cute, no? It's a pattern from BH&amp;amp;G Easy Crochet a couple of years ago. Again, I made up all the triangles a while back and just got around to sewing them together last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCcVybQyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LjMUJvm1aqM/s1600-h/SA701893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCcVybQyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LjMUJvm1aqM/s200/SA701893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231004021843247906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, my friend &lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/profile.php?id=562198325"&gt;Robin on Facebook&lt;/a&gt; reads my status on Saturday (which said "Hanging out at the PGA Superstore looking for a new driver" 'cause that's what I was doing) and comments, "Sewing, scrapbooking, marathons and now golf! Is there anything you don't do?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, yeah, right. That would be housework. Laundry, my &lt;a href="http://etext.virginia.edu/stc/Coleridge/poems/Rime_Ancient_Mariner.html"&gt;Albatross&lt;/a&gt;, to be specific. This is the pile of CLEAN clothes in my office/craft room that have yet to be folded and put away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCctB2RnI/AAAAAAAAAO8/iy06lL5eRX4/s1600-h/SA701889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCctB2RnI/AAAAAAAAAO8/iy06lL5eRX4/s200/SA701889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231004028081948274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's look at the pile from another angle, shall we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCdJt-RFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SW5jOY4DnCo/s1600-h/SA701890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCdJt-RFI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SW5jOY4DnCo/s200/SA701890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231004035783214162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice. &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net"&gt;The Flylady&lt;/a&gt; would be so disappointed in me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5339823585447436468?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5339823585447436468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5339823585447436468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5339823585447436468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5339823585447436468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/08/bag-lady-and-her-albatross.html' title='The Bag Lady and Her Albatross'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SJhCboWDmsI/AAAAAAAAAOk/e9C_XDUxDgs/s72-c/SA701892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-348840748999304338</id><published>2008-07-31T21:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:22:27.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a Roll...</title><content type='html'>Seriously! Three - count 'em - THREE finished objects in ONE week. (&lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-note-of-this-i-finished-something.html"&gt;And "they" said I never finish anything&lt;/a&gt;.) After the &lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/rant-about-sewing-machine.html"&gt;sewing machine fiasco&lt;/a&gt;, I got inspired to break out some other unfinished bags and move them from the "to do" bin to the "Ta Da!" (done) pile. I don't have pictures taken yet - no time to take pictures when you're busy stitching - but TRUST me when I say, there are three bags hanging from the desk in my craft room. I'll post pictures soon, but for now, I'm on a roll....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-348840748999304338?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/348840748999304338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=348840748999304338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/348840748999304338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/348840748999304338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-on-roll.html' title='I&apos;m on a Roll...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5014973030424357182</id><published>2008-07-27T20:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:53:27.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Joy in the 'Boro!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from "the 'Boro" after a whirlwind weekend. My dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/joywatersfowler"&gt;Joy&lt;/a&gt; did a concert at my parents church so we went down to support her. I didn't take any video but here's a snipit of her with &lt;a href="http://www.pcbconline.org"&gt;my choir&lt;/a&gt; a few years ago. Hope you enjoy. Go to iTunes and buy her stuff. You won't be disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7UogdV4O8M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e7UogdV4O8M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5014973030424357182?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5014973030424357182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5014973030424357182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5014973030424357182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5014973030424357182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/theres-joy-in-boro.html' title='There&apos;s Joy in the &apos;Boro!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7951802951148373209</id><published>2008-07-24T21:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:19:39.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Rant About a @#$% Sewing Machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have been an easy project - just adding some 3/4" grosgrain ribbon to the inside of the handles of a bag I finished crocheting. You know - a little something "extra" to finish it off nicely. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Should&lt;/span&gt; is the operative word here. I'm here to tell you that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; (do you hear me? Nothing!) sends me over the edge, makes me cuss like a sailor, drives me to drink copious amounts of wine, than my dang sewing machine! Apparently, I am NOT smarter than a 5th grader because this little bit of straight line sewing kicked my proverbial arse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzRWyTjHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gnw_5gMua8A/s200/SA701867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226765215807540338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzQiisO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/MpRvFIyCmE0/s1600-h/SA701864.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzQiisO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/MpRvFIyCmE0/s1600-h/SA701864.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;First, there was the bobbin. Oh, the bobbin. The @#$%^&amp;amp;* bobbin! (I could sew if it weren't for the bobbin, but I digress.) You see, I wanted to use this shiny, hot pink for the top thread and a really cool transparent (clear) for the bobbin thread - so the bobbin thread wouldn't show through on the outside of the bag. Um. Not. In. This. Lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzQiisO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/MpRvFIyCmE0/s1600-h/SA701864.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzQiisO1I/AAAAAAAAANc/MpRvFIyCmE0/s200/SA701864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226765201783405394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the thread I wasted in my multiple attempts to wind my bobbin. (Why didn't I have an interest in sewing while my grandmother was living? Why!) If nothing, I'm persistent. I refuse to be licked by a heap of cheap plastic. (Translated: I wound, unwound, rewound - not with one color, but with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;! Hot Pink. Clear. Light Pink.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the handles after much fussin', cussin' and general "un-christian-like" behavior. I didn't get a close up shot because I didn't want you to see how crooked my "straight" stitching was. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzQ5BVsSI/AAAAAAAAANk/FpU6jrF2tLQ/s1600-h/SA701865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzQ5BVsSI/AAAAAAAAANk/FpU6jrF2tLQ/s200/SA701865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226765207817531682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the (still) unfinished bag. I will HAND stitch the handles onto the bag. I will hand stitch my label into the bag. And I will never try to do this on my sewing machine again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Do. Solemnly. Swear. (So help me, God.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzRK8_DRI/AAAAAAAAANs/s0tx-iAl1WE/s1600-h/SA701866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzRK8_DRI/AAAAAAAAANs/s0tx-iAl1WE/s200/SA701866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226765212631108882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or, maybe I should just take a sewing lesson? What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/33863640-7951802951148373209?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7951802951148373209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7951802951148373209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7951802951148373209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7951802951148373209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/rant-about-sewing-machine.html' title='A Rant About a @#$% Sewing Machine'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SIkzRWyTjHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/gnw_5gMua8A/s72-c/SA701867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1024659361728365500</id><published>2008-07-14T18:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T19:32:43.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah...Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If it weren't for the sweltering heat, the oppressive humidity and the total lack of rain, I would really, REALLY love summer. Don't get me wrong, it's WAY better than winter. (Though in winter you can put on extra clothes to stay warm. There is an acceptable limit to the amount of clothes you can remove in the summer and still be "presentable." I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'. ) Any who, I thought I show you what I've been doing on my summer vacation (insert hysterical laughter here since I've actually had no vacation to speak of...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I present to you my hydrangeas. Bask in their splendor.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveBGeNoKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9KCrx2t9ArU/s1600-h/SA701859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveBGeNoKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9KCrx2t9ArU/s200/SA701859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223012303364792482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveBrgigHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/So-vPCTkAr4/s1600-h/SA701860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveBrgigHI/AAAAAAAAAM0/So-vPCTkAr4/s200/SA701860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223012313306660978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveCKb0kbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CDl09GoH628/s1600-h/SA701858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveCKb0kbI/AAAAAAAAAM8/CDl09GoH628/s200/SA701858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223012321608372658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveC9nnniI/AAAAAAAAANE/ifehNVkIBBM/s1600-h/SA701861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveC9nnniI/AAAAAAAAANE/ifehNVkIBBM/s200/SA701861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223012335348063778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this was after the "first cutting." I've given some to friends and I'm on my third week/vase full of blooms. What's left now is covered with spider webs and those of you who know me know that I don't do spiders. (There's that unfortunate incident while learning to drive when I found one crawling across my skirt and I, uh, let go of the steering wheel. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Riiiight&lt;/span&gt;. We won't mention that one again.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also went to the &lt;a href="http://www.lifeway.com/ev/events_detail_mainpage/0%2C2232%2CE%25253D150%252526M%25253D200979%2C00.html"&gt;Deeper Still&lt;/a&gt; women's conference at Phillips Arena with 19,000 of my closest friends. It was great fun with wonderful teachers (&lt;a href="http://www.goingbeyond.com/home.asp"&gt;Priscilla &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schirer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.lproof.org/default.asp"&gt;Beth Moore&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.precept.org/site/PageServer"&gt;Kay Arthur&lt;/a&gt;). If you have one coming to a town near you I highly recommend it - if you can still get tickets. Here's the only picture I took - the place was packed to the rafters with women. Our church had a "party suite" complete with leather recliners - one of which I promptly procured for myself the first night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveDEvyrXI/AAAAAAAAANM/HK4zi-knkl0/s1600-h/SA701857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveDEvyrXI/AAAAAAAAANM/HK4zi-knkl0/s200/SA701857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223012337261391218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my "pretty little cupcakes all in a row..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHvg_iGwS7I/AAAAAAAAANU/e_Qrkr2cdIM/s200/SA701862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223015574957738930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Punkin's&lt;/span&gt; idea and I, being the obliging mother that I am, had to assist in baking them. They're presently cooling and awaiting a covering of Better &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Crocker&lt;/span&gt; vanilla frosting directly from the can, 'cause that's how I roll. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of rolling, that's what I'll be doing after I eat these. You'll have to roll my fat arse right out of the kitchen! Oh well, just another sacrifice for the children. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-1024659361728365500?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1024659361728365500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1024659361728365500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1024659361728365500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1024659361728365500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahsummerthe.html' title='Ah...Summer!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SHveBGeNoKI/AAAAAAAAAMs/9KCrx2t9ArU/s72-c/SA701859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1842152521430535073</id><published>2008-07-02T23:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:21:14.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No See!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been awhile since I last posted (like...more than a month) and you might be wondering what I've been up to. Well, I've been playing on Facebook. I know it sounds sad and desperate, but I've found LOTS of people who I used go to school with (both high school and college) and others that I've just lost touch with over the years. Remarkable, really, that it takes something like Facebook to get people to connect.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also been taking classes at the Apple store to REALLY learn how to use my iMac. Check it out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gSexPwdK1fU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gSexPwdK1fU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made this video of the Punkin leaning to ride her bike. I took the video/pics with my digital camera and edited it all together using iMovie. Why did I wait SO long to get a Mac? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the knitting front, I did finish the Harlot Socks but haven't taken any pics. I'm working on another pair of "plain" socks and I still have the fancy Embossed Leaves pair that I'm almost halfway through. Other than that, it's just too hot to knit. I'm already stashing away some projects for the fall, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big project at the &lt;a href="http://www.att.com"&gt;Death Star&lt;/a&gt; has (finally) kicked in so I'm thinking that I'll probably need to do a lot of knitting this fall just to stay sane. I've also decided to train for &lt;a href="http://www.atlantatrackclub.org/at03000.htm"&gt;The Weather Channel Half Marathon&lt;/a&gt; on Thanksgiving - that'll help to manage the stress from work. I'll keep you posted on that progress, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much more to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-1842152521430535073?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1842152521430535073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1842152521430535073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1842152521430535073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1842152521430535073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time, No See!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-2764265391532162301</id><published>2008-05-27T19:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:23:28.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the iMac</title><content type='html'>Being a life-long PC user, I was a little worried about the learning curve on the iMac. I know. I know. Everyone that has one says that "once you go Mac you never go back." I'm happy to report that I'm &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;there. There are a few quirky things that I haven't figured out how to do yet but I'm working on it. I finally got the outgoing email to work on Monday so I've been able to retire my Yahoo! Mail for a little longer. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took my first Apple One to One class on Monday and took a list of questions with me (would you have expected anything less from me than an annotated list?) and the guy was great. He answered all my questions, patiently showing me how to do everything. We spent the rest of my session playing with iPhoto - which could possibly be the coolest photo thingie ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of photos, here's one my mom took this past weekend when she and my dad were here. Ain't my Punkin big? Not sure what's going on with her new "model poses" but they are cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SDyW8ZdBSNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qr6Lru--Wxs/s200/May+2008+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201233702373586" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of my mom... "Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you-oooo! Happy Birthday to you!" (Trust me, that's way better than me singing it.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-2764265391532162301?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/2764265391532162301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=2764265391532162301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/2764265391532162301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/2764265391532162301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-on-imac.html' title='Update on the iMac'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SDyW8ZdBSNI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qr6Lru--Wxs/s72-c/May+2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-516982798812707123</id><published>2008-05-25T22:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:27:32.754-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>For the four people who actually read this blog, you'll notice that it's been awhile since I last posted. My brother and his girlfriend were here last weekend and we spent all day Saturday at the AT&amp;amp;T Classic and all day Sunday playing golf. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, our computer finally bit the dust. (Insert moment of silence....) Last Thursday when we had finally had enough of fooling around with it, we trekked up to the Apple Store at the Mall of Georgia and bought an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;iMac&lt;/span&gt; 2.4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GHz&lt;/span&gt;. I wish I could say it was "sweet" - but I'm not there just yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, I'm a lifelong PC user and the transition has been less than easy for me. All of my little shortcuts no longer work. I can't "right click save as" or "right click open in a new window." And to top it all off, I can't SEND email and I can't get the thing to recognize my card reader so I can import all 650 pictures currently on the card into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iPhoto&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;iPhoto&lt;/span&gt; is one of the coolest things about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;iMac&lt;/span&gt; - a definite selling point for me.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, tomorrow, on Memorial Day, instead of sleeping late, I'll be trekking back to the Apple store at 9:00 in the morning for my first "One to One" session. Apparently that's where they take those of us who are in PC detox and slowly teach us how to use our new Macs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe they'll at least teach me how to work my email and load my photos. After all, a blog without photos is just the tiniest bit boring! I'm just saying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-516982798812707123?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/516982798812707123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=516982798812707123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/516982798812707123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/516982798812707123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1479108400116114164</id><published>2008-05-10T21:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:32:57.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Look what I got for Mother's Day...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCZH12SREDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/NXRND55wOIc/s1600-h/golfclubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198921810276585522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCZH12SREDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/NXRND55wOIc/s200/golfclubs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They'll be here sometime this week. WooHoo! To prepare for their arrival, we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.pgatoursuperstore.com/"&gt;Superstore&lt;/a&gt; and to the driving range this evening. Punkin hit her clubs and is doing quite well. She got a new golf glove at the Superstore and thought she was 'da bomb! How cute is that? We're thinking that she's going to be a better golfer than gymnast - she can't point her toes (kinda hard to be a good gymnast if you can't point your toes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sold some stash yarn on Ebay - at least (overall) made my money back. Someone in PA got a dealio on some Hobby Lobby Yarn Bee eyelash yarn - 20 balls for $8.50. It retails for $2.97 per ball - I only paid $1 each for it. I made up the difference on some Lion Brand Homespun that was gifted to me. Those 10 skeins sold for $15.50. All together - $24, $4 more than I had "invested" in the eyelash. As they say, one man's trash....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-1479108400116114164?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1479108400116114164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1479108400116114164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1479108400116114164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1479108400116114164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCZH12SREDI/AAAAAAAAAMc/NXRND55wOIc/s72-c/golfclubs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8989788730875318219</id><published>2008-05-08T19:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T20:40:40.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the Edge Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nothing takes the edge off a perfectly crappy day at the &lt;a href="http://att.com/"&gt;Death Star&lt;/a&gt; like a nice glass (or two...or a bottle) of Chardonnay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198158566776398306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCORrOrcYeI/AAAAAAAAALc/KwURCYXCKcY/s200/SA701763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and some new sock yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198158575366332914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCORrurcYfI/AAAAAAAAALk/yDEzmlWeOIk/s200/SA701766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's 600 yards of hand painted from &lt;a href="http://myworld.ebay.com/my_special_tea"&gt;Spider Goddess&lt;/a&gt; in the Lucinda colorway - a lovely blend of pink, red and orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198158579661300226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCORr-rcYgI/AAAAAAAAALs/zlrhkAe_V30/s200/SA701756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can't wait to start a new pair with it, but first, I have to finish the &lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-saw-yarn-harlot.html"&gt;Harlot Socks&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198158583956267538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCORsOrcYhI/AAAAAAAAAL0/3IsyV3aoMYE/s200/SA701761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'd say I'm about 85% done - I have a little more of the foot to finish, then the toe and I'm calling them done. I've been working on them on the train when I have to work downtown. Funny the looks you get when you knit on the train - it's almost like you have a communicable disease or something. The train can be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;packed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with one seat left next to me and the knitting and &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; people will STAND rather than sit next to me. I'm mean, really, dude, I'm NOT going to poke you with them! Hello! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/span&gt; people will ask "what are you knitting?" and I'll politely reply "Socks. Keeps my hands busy..." but that's as far as the conversation goes. I'm waiting for someone to say something stupidly inappropriate like "they sell socks in stores" or "I wish I had time to do something like that..." so I can say "My parole officer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recommended&lt;/span&gt; knitting to keep my hands busy. You know after what happened the last time...." How funny would THAT be? No one would ever sit next to me again. What a hoot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On other sock yarn news - I've ordered my first skeins of &lt;a href="http://www.bluemoonfiberarts.com/newmoon/"&gt;Blue Moon Fiber Arts&lt;/a&gt; Socks that Rock in the &lt;a href="http://www.bluemoonfiberarts.com/newmoon/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=19_20_138"&gt;Dixie Chick&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bluemoonfiberarts.com/newmoon/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=19_20_50"&gt;Watermelon Tourmaline&lt;/a&gt; colorways. Can't wait to get them -should be sometime either tomorrow or Saturday. Happy Mother's Day to me! I have my eye on &lt;a href="http://www.bluemoonfiberarts.com/newmoon/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=19_20_208"&gt;Pixie Park&lt;/a&gt; but I'm waiting to see if I like using this yarn before I "invest" anymore into it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought you'd like to see some of the other yarn that I've gotten over the past few weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check this out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is 100 yards of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kollage&lt;/span&gt; Yarns Cornucopia in the Wine colorway - made of 100% corn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198166147393675810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCOYkercYiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/l39zEnsQlmM/s200/SA701771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Who knew they could make yarn out of corn? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is 150 yards of &lt;a href="http://www.manosdeluruguay.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Manos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;del&lt;/span&gt; Uruguay&lt;/a&gt; silk blend (30% silk and 70% merino wool) - it pretty much has all of my favorite colors in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198166151688643122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCOYkurcYjI/AAAAAAAAAME/YMrBqWPlro4/s200/SA701772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I'm not sure what I'll be doing with it but I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is 270 yards of &lt;a href="http://www.claudiaco.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Louet&lt;/span&gt; Claudia Hand Painted&lt;/a&gt; linen in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fresia&lt;/span&gt; colorway. The photo just doesn't do it justice - it's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198166155983610434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCOYk-rcYkI/AAAAAAAAAMM/s1p0CwiyFjo/s200/SA701774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So pretty and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;orangey&lt;/span&gt;-pink. I got this and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Manos&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.knitchknitting.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Knitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; when I went to see the Yarn Harlot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my first purchase of the famed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Koigu&lt;/span&gt; Painter's Palette Premium Merino in a beautiful colorway that should have a name but only has a number (&lt;a href="http://www.patternworks.com/image_zoom.aspx?IMAGE=~/products/parts/883.JPG&amp;amp;NAME=KOIGU"&gt;912&lt;/a&gt;, which now that I look at it is the same number as my mom's area code - what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kawinkeydink&lt;/span&gt;, huh?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198166168868512338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCOYlurcYlI/AAAAAAAAAMU/sPGqsyBwU2M/s200/SA701775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It, too, has all my favorite colors. I'm not sure what I'll do with 2 skeins of it but I'm sure it'll be wonderful! I got this and the Cornucopia from &lt;a href="http://www.patternworks.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Patternworks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lest you say that I have a "yarn" problem (to go with my "wine" problem, HA!) I'm happy to report that I currently have two eBay auctions ending tomorrow for some stash yarn that I'm getting rid of. I'm got 20 balls of [what I now consider hideous] eyelash yarn from Hobby Lobby and 10 skeins of Lion Brand Homespun that was gifted to me. Just doing my part to share the yarn-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt; love with other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;crafters&lt;/span&gt;! Knit on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8989788730875318219?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8989788730875318219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8989788730875318219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8989788730875318219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8989788730875318219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/05/taking-edge-off.html' title='Taking the Edge Off'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SCORrOrcYeI/AAAAAAAAALc/KwURCYXCKcY/s72-c/SA701763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-9065340946203244280</id><published>2008-04-30T21:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:36:35.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Note of This - I FINISHED SOMETHING!</title><content type='html'>There were those (Bill) who said it couldn't be done - that I would never actually finish anything that I started. But yet... TA DA! I present to you a completely, totally finished, wearable sweater. BAM! That's what I'm talking about! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195214738334442146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SBkcR3JMYqI/AAAAAAAAALE/y9NF__RDyGc/s200/SA701736.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Head shot... (Punkin took these pics so they're slightly shy of centered.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195214703974703762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SBkcP3JMYpI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FlfOvZoBCFM/s200/SA701733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dining room table shot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195214751219344066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SBkcSnJMYsI/AAAAAAAAALU/X0M2s3-Q-6o/s200/SA701741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Close up of the eyelet lace at the cuffs and hem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195214742629409458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SBkcSHJMYrI/AAAAAAAAALM/7WQPwTb6E5o/s200/SA701740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know. A first. It's one thing to finish socks (hello - they're in your shoes - no one sees them). It's another thing to finish little bitties for little babies. It entirely something else to finish something that YOU can wear in PUBLIC in front of people and NOT have it fall apart! Very cool. I wore it to work yesterday and half of "my girlz" were working from home and didn't get to see it. Total bummer. But hey, I have full-out pictures to prove it. As &lt;a href="http://www.tylerperry.com/"&gt;Madea&lt;/a&gt; says, "I lurve it." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-9065340946203244280?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/9065340946203244280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=9065340946203244280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/9065340946203244280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/9065340946203244280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/make-note-of-this-i-finished-something.html' title='Make Note of This - I FINISHED SOMETHING!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SBkcR3JMYqI/AAAAAAAAALE/y9NF__RDyGc/s72-c/SA701736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8876420862627638790</id><published>2008-04-25T21:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T21:32:33.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Personality</title><content type='html'>Claudia had this on her blog, and being  one who's always up for another personality test, I had to do it, too. So, here goes - if you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me, let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ENTP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/entp.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Visionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you see everything as a grand adventure. You enjoy taking risks for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if things don't work out, you're usually not too much worse for the wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great entrepreneur, marketing executive, or actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you need a lot of freedom to pursue your own path and vision.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Analytical, creative, and peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Detached, wishy-washy, and superficial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&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/33863640-8876420862627638790?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8876420862627638790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8876420862627638790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8876420862627638790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8876420862627638790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-miss-personality.html' title='Little Miss Personality'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8483228953100787401</id><published>2008-04-22T19:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:23:21.231-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's To Do List</title><content type='html'>JP posted this to &lt;a href="http://knitterboy76.typepad.com/ballofyarn/"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt; and I thought it looked like fun. If you want to do it, too, copy and paste and then bold everything that you've done. Post a comment on JP's blog so he'll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's To Do List&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;01. Bought everyone in the bar a drink&lt;br /&gt;02. Swam with wild dolphins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03. Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive&lt;br /&gt;05. Been inside the Great Pyramid&lt;br /&gt;06. Held a tarantula (NOT on your LIFE! Never! Am I clear?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;08. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. Hugged a tree&lt;br /&gt;10. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;11. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;12. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;13. Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Seen the Northern Lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;15. Gone to a huge sports game (huge is relative but it was huge to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Touched an iceberg&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept under the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;20. Changed a baby’s diaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. Watched a meteor shower &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Gotten drunk on champagne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Had a food fight&lt;br /&gt;28. Bet on a winning horse&lt;br /&gt;29. Asked out a stranger (and dated for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Had a snowball fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Ridden a roller coaster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. Hit a home run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Adopted an accent for an entire day (does Southern count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;38. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Had two hard drives for your computer&lt;br /&gt;40. Visited all 10 provinces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Taken care of someone who was drunk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42. Had amazing friends (had? still have!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;44. Watched wild whales&lt;br /&gt;45. Stolen a sign&lt;br /&gt;46. Backpacked in Europe (I have a backpack and I've been to Europe, does that count?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. Taken a road-trip &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;48. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49. Midnight walk on the beach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;50. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;51. Visited Ireland&lt;br /&gt;52. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love&lt;br /&gt;53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them&lt;br /&gt;54. Visited Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. Milked a cow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. Alphabetized your cds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Pretended to be a superhero&lt;br /&gt;58. Sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59. Lounged around in bed all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;60. Posed nude in front of strangers&lt;br /&gt;61. Gone scuba diving (but I'd like to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Played in the mud &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;64. Played in the rain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;67. Started a business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken (sigh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;69. Toured ancient sites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;71. Played D&amp;amp;D for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;72. Gotten married&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;74. Crashed a party&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;76. Gone without food for 5 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;77. Made cookies from scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Won first prize in a costume contest&lt;br /&gt;79. Ridden a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;80. Gotten a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;81. Rafted the Snake River&lt;br /&gt;82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”&lt;br /&gt;83. Got flowers for no reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Performed on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Been to Las Vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86. Recorded music (&lt;a href="http://cdbaby.com/cd/joywatersfowler2"&gt;yep&lt;/a&gt; - singing back up)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;87. Eaten shark&lt;br /&gt;88. Had a one-night stand&lt;br /&gt;89. Gone to Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;90. Bought a house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Been in a combat zone&lt;br /&gt;92. Buried one of your parents&lt;br /&gt;93. Been on a cruise ship&lt;br /&gt;94. Spoken more than one language fluently&lt;br /&gt;95. Performed in Rocky Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;96. Raised children (still raisin')&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour&lt;br /&gt;98. Created and named your own constellation of stars&lt;br /&gt;99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over&lt;br /&gt;101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;103. Had plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;104. Survived an illness that you shouldn’t have survived&lt;br /&gt;105. Wrote articles for a large publication&lt;br /&gt;106. Lost over 100 pounds&lt;br /&gt;107. Held someone while they were having a flashback&lt;br /&gt;108. Piloted an airplane&lt;br /&gt;109. Petted a stingray&lt;br /&gt;110. Broken someone’s heart (not that I know of)&lt;br /&gt;111. Helped an animal give birth&lt;br /&gt;112. Won money on a T.V. game show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;113. Broken a bone (just a toe and a finger)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;114. Gone on an African photo safari&lt;br /&gt;115. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol (HELLO? I'm from SOUTH Georgia!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;118. Ridden a horse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;119. Had major surgery&lt;br /&gt;120. Had a snake as a pet (no ma'am...)&lt;br /&gt;121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon&lt;br /&gt;122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours&lt;br /&gt;123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states&lt;br /&gt;124. Visited all 7 continents&lt;br /&gt;125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days&lt;br /&gt;126. Eaten kangaroo meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;127. Eaten sushi &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;128. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about&lt;br /&gt;130. Gone back to school&lt;br /&gt;131. Parasailed&lt;br /&gt;132. Petted a cockroach (WHY would you want to do that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;133. Eaten fried green tomatoes (Yum!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;134. Read The Iliad - and the Odyssey&lt;br /&gt;135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read&lt;br /&gt;136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;137. Skipped all your school reunions&lt;br /&gt;138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language&lt;br /&gt;139. Been elected to public office (nope; but I've thought about running for one...)&lt;br /&gt;140. Written your own computer language&lt;br /&gt;141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. Built your own PC from parts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you (does knitting/crochet count?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;145. Had a booth at a street fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;146: Dyed your hair (brown, red, blonde...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;147: Been a DJ&lt;br /&gt;148: Shaved your head&lt;br /&gt;149: Caused a car accident&lt;br /&gt;150: Saved someone’s life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8483228953100787401?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8483228953100787401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8483228953100787401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8483228953100787401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8483228953100787401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/lifes-to-do-list.html' title='Life&apos;s To Do List'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7782703210173005673</id><published>2008-04-22T17:40:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T19:55:58.505-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catch-up Knitting Family Friends'/><title type='text'>FCS3, 10Ks and New Girlfriends (not mine!)</title><content type='html'>(The Blogger photo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uploader&lt;/span&gt; is starting to pi$$ me off so there may or may not be photos with this post. I tried to post on 4/16 but the photo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uploader&lt;/span&gt; kept giving me error messages. I tried again today and. Same. Freaking. Thing. Driving me NUTS! Sometimes it works...sometimes it doesn't.) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Statesboro&lt;/span&gt; the weekend of April 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (my brother's b-day) through April 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and here's what we did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To recap, strawberry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pickin&lt;/span&gt;' - looks yummy, huh? Nothing better than picking your own strawberries. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192190127875318338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SA5daXJMYkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GkKz3G6ev64/s200/SA701713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played a little golf . . . though some of us didn't play so well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192190840839889490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SA5eD3JMYlI/AAAAAAAAAKk/vxcfacS1MRM/s200/SA701724.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my brother and his cute new girlfriend - she's absolutely adorable; I couldn't have picked a better one. They're planning on coming to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ATL&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;a href="http://www.attclassic.com/"&gt;AT&amp;amp;T Classic&lt;/a&gt;; she's a big golfer. (Which means that Bill thinks she's great, too.) Her only flaw is that she's a University of Florida grad and my brother is a huge University of Georgia fan. Oh well, opposites DO attract - or so they say. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192194676245684850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SA5hjHJMYnI/AAAAAAAAAKw/bJXGQkwnUjU/s200/APRIL,+08+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where I &lt;strong&gt;WOULD&lt;/strong&gt; post the picture of what I got from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;FCS&lt;/span&gt;3 secret pal - &lt;a href="http://knitters-delight.blogspot.com/"&gt;Susan from Knitter's Delight&lt;/a&gt;. She sent 7 balls of &lt;a href="http://www.elann.com/productdisp.asp?NAME=elann%2Ecom+Camila&amp;amp;Season=&amp;amp;Company=&amp;amp;Cat=ALLY&amp;amp;ProductType=5&amp;amp;OrderBy=&amp;amp;Count=14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Elann&lt;/span&gt; Camilla&lt;/a&gt; in a pretty shade of peachy-pink, the pattern for what will be my first shawl, a candle, some great beads, a notepad and various other little goodies. &lt;a href="http://favoritecolorswap.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-what-i-got-in-mail-its-from-susan.html"&gt;I posted about it here&lt;/a&gt; - the photo loader was working THAT day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what &lt;a href="http://creativeprocessdesigns.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-friday-i-was-so-lucky-to-get-this.html"&gt;Claudia&lt;/a&gt; had to &lt;a href="http://favoritecolorswap.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-so-much-jennifer-t.html"&gt;say about what I sent her&lt;/a&gt;. All in all, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;FCS&lt;/span&gt;3 was quite fun and I'll definitely do it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday my friend Kimberly and I did the &lt;a href="http://www.cornerstocrossing.com/"&gt;Corners to Crossing 10K&lt;/a&gt;. We walked - she's not a runner and I'm totally out of "race shape" and couldn't have run anyway. We finished in 1:35:48 (me) and 1:35:49 (her). Not bad given neither of us trained for it and only signed up a week before the race. We're planning on doing the &lt;a href="http://www.bigpeachrunningco.com/"&gt;Big Peach Running Company 5K &lt;/a&gt;on May 3rd - I'll let you know how that one goes; I'm thinking of trying to actually run that one since it's only 3.1 miles. This year all of their proceeds go to the Leukemia &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Lymphoma&lt;/span&gt; Society's Team in Training, of which, as you know, I'm a big fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that pretty much catches me up for now. If I could stop playing on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/span&gt; I would probably post more often. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knit on, friends!&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/33863640-7782703210173005673?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7782703210173005673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7782703210173005673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7782703210173005673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7782703210173005673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/blogger-photo-uploader-is-starting-to.html' title='FCS3, 10Ks and New Girlfriends (not mine!)'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/SA5daXJMYkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GkKz3G6ev64/s72-c/SA701713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5420114359892158731</id><published>2008-04-07T18:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:12:33.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Saw the Yarn Harlot</title><content type='html'>And proved once again what a total moron I am. Remember the &lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/09/alas-no-harlot-for-me.html"&gt;last time the Harlot was in ATL&lt;/a&gt;? Right. Had a ticket - decided to stay home and help celebrate the hubby's birthday. Later found out that he would have been OK with me going to see her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went yesterday and spent 6 hours with 600 of my closest knitting friends. (Here's where the moron part comes in.) Took my camera...No. Freaking. Memory. Card! OMG - You're kidding me, right? Idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the &lt;a href="http://evilsciencechick.com/2008/04/07/the-weekend-bus-that-hit-me/"&gt;Evil Science Chick&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://littledramapants.com/"&gt;Grace&lt;/a&gt; have some great pics posted and there are some in the &lt;a href="http://www.ajc.com/search/content/living/stories/2008/04/06/knit_0407.html"&gt;AJC article&lt;/a&gt;, too. I won a prize at the raffle -  an autographed copy of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Pathways-Sock-Knitters-Book/dp/0970886969/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1207606155&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;New Pathways for Sock Knitters&lt;/a&gt; by Cat Bordhi. The Harlot signed my book - she's as funny and charming as I imagined her. She's the kind of girl you'd like to hang with over a plate of nachos and a cold beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time she comes, I'll be WAY more prepared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5420114359892158731?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5420114359892158731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5420114359892158731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5420114359892158731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5420114359892158731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-saw-yarn-harlot.html' title='I Saw the Yarn Harlot'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-1265876572693195052</id><published>2008-04-02T23:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:30:36.701-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late to the Party</title><content type='html'>I've been a Ravelry member since October 2007. However I &lt;strong&gt;JUST&lt;/strong&gt; started seriously playing on it. Oh. My. Gosh. How have I not paid attention to this before? Now I know why and how people spend so much time on there. It's very addictive! Like, right now I &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be in bed (because it's 11:30 on a "school" night) but what am I doing? Playing on Ravelry and blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now want to dig out all of my un-finished objects (did I mention I have can'tfinishitis?), photograph them and load them into my project file. Perhaps the accountability of actually having them posted on a forum where other people can see them will motivate me to actually finish a few. Hey! I can hear you laughing at me and that's not nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still no time to post pics from the trip last weekend, but I will. Gotta couple of big projects at the &lt;a href="http://www.att.com/"&gt;DeathStar&lt;/a&gt; that are due by the end of the week.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-1265876572693195052?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/1265876572693195052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=1265876572693195052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1265876572693195052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/1265876572693195052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/04/late-to-party.html' title='Late to the Party'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7404346387385253822</id><published>2008-03-30T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:35:03.748-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>I'm back from my trip to Fort Mountain and we had a great time. Even though it rained most of Friday night and ALL day on Saturday we managed to get in a little hiking (can you say "out of shape?") and a little sight seeing in Ellijay. I have lots of pics to post but I'm burried in muddy, dirty laundry right now so that'll have to wait until tomorrow. More to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7404346387385253822?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7404346387385253822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7404346387385253822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7404346387385253822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7404346387385253822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8198551106751152530</id><published>2008-03-27T19:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:23:36.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of Those Days</title><content type='html'>I must be PMS-ing or something because I've had one of "those" days. You know the kind. The day where you have grandiose plans, make a great start and, at some point, the wheels just fall right off? Yepper. One of THOSE days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started innocently enough. I had a "list." (SIDEBAR: Did I mention I'm a list maker? I make lists of lists...not quite that bad, but almost. I make a list of everything I need to pack, pack the stuff, and pack the list so I can check it off before I leave for my trip back home. I'm sure there's medication for people like me.) Where was I? Oh yes; the list. I had a list of all that I wanted/needed to accomplish today before my weekend in the mountains. I was working away and all the sudden up pops an email from one of the attorneys. Now I'm not sure you've ever worked &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; attorneys but when they email, they pretty much demand an immediate response. (Funny how it NEVER works the other way - it takes me days to get an answer out of one of them, I'm just sayin'....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a web master (I know; hard to believe given the savvy-ness of my blog - LOL!) and the attorney needed something posted "right away." No problem. I posted it. Then he finds an error in what HE sent me. Now, as a general rule, I do not edit other people's stuff. If it's crap, it should be their crap - not mine. But I guess he caught me at a weak moment because I edited it. I should have been overly cautious, (after all, it is a document written by an attorney). When I edited it and re-posted it - it went to crap! Pure crap! Red edits all over the thing - on the LIVE server! (I swear it looked "normal" when I saved it.) So I had to figure out exactly how he had turned on the "Track Changes" function and what password he'd used to protect the doc....blahblahblahblahblah.... I finally got totally frustrated, got it to "look" right in Word and wrote that dang thing to a PDF. Problem solved. (Note to self: Do not ever, EVER edit stuff you didn't create!) Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that ate up most of my morning and sent me on a downward spiral that ended at a quarter 'til 6 with plenty still to do on my list. There's only one thing that'll fix this day... two glasses of Pinot and a trip to Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to bed. I'll pack for my trip tomorrow. After all, I made a list.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8198551106751152530?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8198551106751152530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8198551106751152530' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8198551106751152530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8198551106751152530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/03/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of Those Days'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7560600208061812175</id><published>2008-03-23T20:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:12:43.598-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter to you! I hope you were able to worship with your family today at the church of your choice. We were at &lt;a href="http://www.pcbconline.org/"&gt;PCBC&lt;/a&gt; today and it was packed. I love Christmas, but Easter is my favorite of the Christian holidays...without Easter and the Resurrection, Christianity is just another religion with a dead leader and no hope of a future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181104936683129362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b7fT8FShI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qiz2xIocBb8/s200/SA701543.JPG" border="0" /&gt; After church, we had lunch with the Jenks and the girls hunted eggs together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181104661805222386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b7PT8FSfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/m6M2EDodtDc/s200/SA701544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After lunch (WAY after lunch - like 4:00 after lunch) we came home and I took a big nap! I think I woke up about 7:15 PM. I had a screaming headache (can you say p-o-l-l-e-n?) and tried to sleep it off. We were outside all day yesterday doing this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181106843648608802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b9OT8FSiI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dhYQB7OzdQM/s200/SA701526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Working in the yard and getting everything ready for spring. It was pretty warm (low 70s) so I had on a tank top...and got my first sunburn of the season. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181106856533510706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b9PD8FSjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/SfcNeSGy_8Q/s200/SA701528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The we cleaned out the garage. Now I can park my van in there for the first time in (no lie) 4 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181106860828478018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b9PT8FSkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YIjwAmDlsbE/s200/SA701529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went down to the &lt;a href="http://www.gwinnett.k12.ga.us/ChattahoocheeES/"&gt;school&lt;/a&gt; so Punkin could learn to ride her bike with a nice, flat surface since we live at the bottom of two hills. She was a quick learner - I think that gymnastics helped a lot because her balance was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181106869418412626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b9Pz8FSlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/jj3Axd0SdYA/s200/SA701535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She and Bill went back this afternoon when I was napping and practiced some more. She still needs a little help getting going but after that...she's a pro! All in all, it was a great weekend - no knitting...but some things are more important than knitting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next weekend we're going to the North Georgia mountains with the Jenks. We have a cabin rented at &lt;a href="http://gastateparks.org/info/fortmt/"&gt;Fort Mountain State Park&lt;/a&gt;. Hopefully the weather will be nice (no rain) and we can do some hiking. I'm sure there will be lots of pics!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7560600208061812175?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7560600208061812175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7560600208061812175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7560600208061812175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7560600208061812175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R-b7fT8FShI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qiz2xIocBb8/s72-c/SA701543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-6443991875050473383</id><published>2008-03-21T19:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T19:57:26.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Five</title><content type='html'>A new "thing" for OneCraftyChick...a Friday Top 5 List. Today's installment: Top 5 Reasons Spring Rocks!&lt;br /&gt;5. Birds chirping early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;4. Daffodils and Tulips (my favorite flower) popping up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;3. Longer days (finally)&lt;br /&gt;2. New flip flops and a pedicure&lt;br /&gt;And the # 1 reason spring rocks...&lt;br /&gt;1. March Madness - Go Tarheels! (I was born in NC)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-6443991875050473383?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/6443991875050473383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=6443991875050473383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6443991875050473383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6443991875050473383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/03/friday-five.html' title='Friday Five'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-438602084116771599</id><published>2008-03-13T23:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:55:31.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Color Swap Questionnaire</title><content type='html'>To help my secret pal in the Favorite Color Swap get to know me a little better, I've answered Nichole's questionnaire. Ya might wanna pull up a chair; it's gonna be awhile. Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are your top three favorite colors? Pink, Turquoise and Yellow (mixed with either brown or black, of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What crafts do you really enjoy? Knitting, Crochet, Rubber Stamping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt;, Cross Stitch &amp;amp; Painting (in that order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What products do you really covet? Unique knitting needles - not your run-of-the-mill Clover (I already have all of those), pretty buttons, anything beaded and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sparkly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What other activities do you enjoy besides your favorite crafty things? Reading, Running, Golf, Napping (just kidding...not really, napping IS one of my favorite things), Cooking (but not cleaning up afterward), Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is there anything you collect? My husband would say I collect hobbies (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;), Vera Bradley bags, bags in general (I love bags...I must have been a high-class bag lady in a previous life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your zodiac sign and/or Chinese zodiac symbol? Aquarius (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Que&lt;/span&gt; the band..."This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius....")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What are your favorite……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;scents/smells? light &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;florals&lt;/span&gt; (think "just out of the bath tub clean"), the smell of the air after the rain, fresh cut grass, clean babies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;types of music and/or bands? Christian - Chris Tomlin, Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Redman&lt;/span&gt;, Country, Classic Rock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;authors? I read a lot; and I read a lot of different stuff. Modern Day Classics like "The Devil Wears &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;" or "The Manny" (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Riiight, modern day "classics."&lt;/span&gt;), Classic Classics like "To Kill a Mockingbird", political books, Christian authors (Beth Moore, Bruce Wilkinson, John Eldridge), business books (like John Maxwell)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;animals? I'm a dog person (I know! A knitter who isn't a cat person. Weird, huh? Go figure.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;places to shop? I'm not saying I'm cheap, but I don't like to pay full price for anything. So, Target, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;TJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Maxx&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nordstom&lt;/span&gt; Rack, Marshall's, Ross....you get the picture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;season? Spring and Fall (Summer's too hot and winter's too cold. But like Goldilocks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;spring's&lt;/span&gt; "just right.")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yarn/fabric/paper/other craft supplies? Any yarn (except Red Heart acrylic - itchy) and any fabric. I love Basic Grey paper, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Stampin&lt;/span&gt;' Up stamps/inks, and just about any colored pen I can get my hands on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;candies or goodies? Oh please, do you have to ask? I love chocolate - any chocolate. Peeps, Whoppers malted milk balls (which is great 'cause no one else in my family likes those), Girl Scout Cookies...I could go on. How much time do you really have?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;8. Do you have any wish lists? Nope; I'm very easy to please. Anything I get in the mail that's not a bill is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Are you allergic to anything? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have any pets? I have 3 dogs - 2 mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;schnauzers&lt;/span&gt; (one salt &amp;amp; pepper, one black) and a Border Collie. The black schnauzer and the border collie are rescues; the other schnauzer has "papers" and thinks she's "all that." We joke that she's a cat stuck in a dog's body because she's THAT snooty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Other interesting/or not so interesting things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/span&gt; ID is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;onecraftychick, but I haven't played very much there because of family, work and life in general. Plus, spending time there cuts down on my crafty time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love note pads and pens. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;grosgrain&lt;/span&gt; ribbon. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a pattern person - stripes, polka dots, florals....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I live in flip flops in the summer - have tons of them. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I never wear less than a 30 SPF (that pale German/Irish skin just can't take it).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worked at a Hallmark store in high school &amp;amp; college so I love cards and stationery. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I graduated from &lt;a href="http://www.gergiasouthern.edu/"&gt;Georgia Southern University&lt;/a&gt; with a BS in Health Science. (Not that I actually use my degree...see below for where I work. A degree in psychology might have been a better choice...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I probably have more running shoes than you have black pumps. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I only own 2 suits, one black and one navy, and I wear neither. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I work for the &lt;a href="http://www.att.com/"&gt;Death Star&lt;/a&gt; - and like it most days. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a freak for nail polish but only ever polish my toes. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own lots of jewelry but still manage to wear the same rings and earrings every day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to Italy and love, love, love it. It would take me all of 15 minutes to pack my bags for another trip there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like to drink wine - whites. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/span&gt; a red. Hardly ever a blush. And beer tastes better in a chilled glass mug (in case you needed to know).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I own 3 sewing machines but need to take a class or something because nothing makes me cuss like a sailor more than a sewing machine. (I'd rather sew seams on a sweater, weave in ends on fair isle or sew up socks in Kitchener stitch than have to sew anything but a straight line with my sewing machine. Was that clear enough for ya? (I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does that help? :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-438602084116771599?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/438602084116771599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=438602084116771599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/438602084116771599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/438602084116771599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/03/favorite-color-swap-questionnaire.html' title='Favorite Color Swap Questionnaire'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-411148132102399131</id><published>2008-03-04T18:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:18:54.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Fun Is THIS?!?!</title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://favoritecolorswap.blogspot.com/"&gt;Favorite Color Swap&lt;/a&gt;! OMG! Can I think of TONS of stuff to pack my pal's box with! I'm a pink girl, myself, as most of those who know me know. All you have to do is take one look at my closet and you can plainly see that I'm a pink girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174041452137312402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83jSZfKcJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NNYrfIENPgo/s200/SA701511.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it comes from being a &lt;a href="http://www.phimu.org/"&gt;Phi Mu&lt;/a&gt; - I don't know. I also have a lot of black and white in my closet &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174041761374957730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83jkZfKcKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nnPnEw0I698/s200/SA701512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;. . . but those aren't very fun color sfor a Favorite Color Swap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been knitting socks...here are some pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042787872141490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83kgJfKcLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qNiA8Gfq3EA/s200/SA701518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey Socks that I finshed at THANKSGIVING (for heaven's sakes!). They're done in some cool yarn from SWTC - can't remember which one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042835116781794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83ki5fKcOI/AAAAAAAAAHw/OZXQKc3N6Ko/s200/SA701517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain old socks done in Wick from Knit1 Crochet 2. The colorway has a number and, bad me, I didn't write it down. Notice however the difference in size...take a look...I'll wait...see? The top one is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;considerably&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; smaller than the first. And that one fits. This is why you should follow the &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.com/"&gt;Harlot's instructions&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;immediately&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cast on the second sock when you finish the first one. You see, I finished the first one Thanksgiving weekend and didn't cast on for the second one until January! I used the wrong cast on number and, well, the results speak for themselves. Sad. Really. Really. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042809346977986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83khZfKcMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/O5dEa8rA07Y/s200/SA701514.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Flame Wave Socks by Ann Budd (Favorite Socks - 25 Timeless Designs from Interweave). These were done in KnitPicks Dancing, Party colorway. They were supposed to be for me, but I didn't make them long enough. So, Punkin has a really cool pair of hand knitted socks. Just what ever seven year old needs. Here's a close up of the pattern. Fun to knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042826526847186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83kiZfKcNI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rvnftmtA5mE/s200/SA701515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the ones I'm working on now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174042848001683698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83kjpfKcPI/AAAAAAAAAH4/5QZ0kFOoos4/s200/SA701519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling Leaves (also from the Interweave Favorite Socks book - did I mention how much I love that book...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I now take the &lt;a href="http://www.itsmarta.com/"&gt;train&lt;/a&gt; to work, I have a little more time to knit and socks are easy and portable. They also seem to really impress people on the train - they're fascinated by them. You wouldn't believe the looks I get from folks when they see all those needles sticking out. Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do a better job posting more often but it's tough since I'm still working on the HUGE project for the &lt;a href="http://www.att.com/"&gt;Death Star&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sayin'......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-411148132102399131?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/411148132102399131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=411148132102399131' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/411148132102399131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/411148132102399131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/03/how-fun-is-this.html' title='How Fun Is THIS?!?!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R83jSZfKcJI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NNYrfIENPgo/s72-c/SA701511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-6285011412725101301</id><published>2008-02-07T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:09:15.626-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Two Years Ago Today...</title><content type='html'>Two years ago today we adpoted Leah. This is what she looked like when she was rescued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164421817299380194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R6u2R9JoJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rmiQSeu2jxI/s200/Leigh3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pitiful, huh? She was abandoned by her former owners. Apparently they moved away and left her in their backyard - with no food and no water. They aren't sure how long she was there before someone found her and called animal control. The vet that originally treated her said that she was one of the worst cases of abuse they'd ever seen. She had to sleep under a heat lamp and on a heating pad for the first several days in order to keep her warm. She was barely able to stand due to her condition. She went to a wonderful foster mom named Jean Strein in North Augusta, SC. Jean got her in January and nursed her back to health. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We found her on &lt;a href="http://www.petfinder.com/"&gt;PetFinder.com&lt;/a&gt; and fell in love with her because of this picture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164423007005321202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R6u3XNJoJ_I/AAAAAAAAAG4/qYU8RmNhSLY/s200/Leigh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at that cute face! She just looked like she wanted to come live with us. In mid-January 2006 I emailed the foster mom and told her we wanted to be put into consideration for adoption. I told her our story or rescuing our three-legged schnauzer, Abby, and how she contracted optic neuritis and died. I told her about our visits to the doggie opthamologist.... all that to say we'd be great parents for Leah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, we got her and this is what she looks like today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164423994847799298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R6u4QtJoKAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/T7g9kwnHlj0/s200/SA701493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe she's the same dog. If it weren't for the gray beard, you'd never know it. She weighs 18 pounds and eats like a BIG dog. She's my shadow - follows me everywhere I go. She sleeps in between me and Bill. You couldn't ask for a better dog. It's almost like she KNOWS how bad she had it and how good she has it now and I really think she &lt;em&gt;APPRECIATES&lt;/em&gt; us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next time you think you want a dog, don't go to a pet store or a breeder. Go through a rescue organization. I have several linked on the right side of this blog under my favorite links. Leah is our third rescue and we'd never again do it any other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-6285011412725101301?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/6285011412725101301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=6285011412725101301' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6285011412725101301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/6285011412725101301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/02/two-years-ago-today.html' title='Two Years Ago Today...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R6u2R9JoJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rmiQSeu2jxI/s72-c/Leigh3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-371776775884065387</id><published>2008-02-05T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:22:00.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>It's the Super Bowl of Politics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is "Super Tuesday" and, yes, I voted. It &lt;em&gt;appears&lt;/em&gt; that my guy is going to win Georgia and &lt;em&gt;hopefully&lt;/em&gt; that means that the &lt;a href="http://www.fairtax.org/"&gt;Fair Tax&lt;/a&gt; will get more attention. Fingers (and toes) crossed. It'll be interesting to watch the results come in. I've been instructed to only watch the tickers across the bottom of the screens and NOT to watch the shows where they actually talk about what's going on. That tends to get me a little too "hot and bothered" and I have problems calming down enough to fall asleep. Not good. (If there are knitters who actually read this blog I'll probably get slammed. Knitters tend to be aggressively democratic. Opinion based solely on the sheer number of comments on their blogs and the sidebar "Days til GWB is Out of Office" counters. Certainly not "inviting" for those of us who are of the more conservative persuasion. I'm just sayin.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any way. I've been making socks! Lots and lots of socks. It's totally the fault of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Favorite-Socks-Timeless-Designs-Interweave/dp/1596680326/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1202264294&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;this book&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163686510308370386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R6kZhdJoJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/nYKoHSTUj_E/s200/FavoriteSocks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I (will) have pics...as soon as I find my camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-371776775884065387?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/371776775884065387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=371776775884065387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/371776775884065387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/371776775884065387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-super-bowl-of-politics.html' title='It&apos;s the Super Bowl of Politics'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R6kZhdJoJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGo/nYKoHSTUj_E/s72-c/FavoriteSocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5834637203941647452</id><published>2008-02-01T08:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T09:08:35.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo Got Shot!</title><content type='html'>This has got to be one of my favorite things of all time. It's actually an interview that appeared on NewsTalk 750 in Atlanta several years ago. The morning talk shoow host, &lt;a href="http://boortz.com"&gt;Neal Boortz&lt;/a&gt;, liked it so much that he put it on the show. His producer, Royal Marshall, provides the "translation" of Peaches' account of the crime. Now someone has animated it. Too funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/284646/boo_got_shot___animation.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/284646/boo_got_shot_animation/"&gt;Boo Got Shot - Animation - video powered by Metacafe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5834637203941647452?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5834637203941647452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5834637203941647452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5834637203941647452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5834637203941647452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2008/02/boo-got-shot.html' title='Boo Got Shot!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5227121622162559962</id><published>2007-12-17T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T21:02:52.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>I Got Mad and Threw It Up In the Air...</title><content type='html'>*sniff* "Mom, the remote control doesn't work."&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with it?"&lt;br /&gt;"It's broken."&lt;br /&gt;"Broken how? What happened?"&lt;br /&gt;"I tried to change the TV and it wouldn't work. I got mad and threw it really far up in the air and it broke."&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe the battery just popped out. Bring me the pieces..." Uh, &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; is what I got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R2cnG5Qx8UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R5xgj5ulvKE/s1600-h/SA701382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145124098697982274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R2cnG5Qx8UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R5xgj5ulvKE/s200/SA701382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You'll notice that there are several pieces that are, as of yet, still unaccounted for. Most notably, the actual BUTTONS one would push to change the channel. I'm not exactly sure where they are but I'm sure we'll find them eventually. They'll probably be right next to the other battery and the little part that held the batteries in place. Speaking of batteries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R2cm55Qx8TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/H1GWdVBwfHI/s1600-h/SA701383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145123875359682866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R2cm55Qx8TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/H1GWdVBwfHI/s200/SA701383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice the concave nature of the positive end of the battery. Must have been some force it was thrown with. I'm just saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/33863640-5227121622162559962?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5227121622162559962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5227121622162559962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5227121622162559962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5227121622162559962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-got-mad-and-threw-it-up-in-air.html' title='I Got Mad and Threw It Up In the Air...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R2cnG5Qx8UI/AAAAAAAAAGU/R5xgj5ulvKE/s72-c/SA701382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7520285980540479452</id><published>2007-11-20T18:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:32:34.887-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FamilyFriends'/><title type='text'>Don't You Love It When a Plan Comes Together?</title><content type='html'>We'll get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knitty&lt;/span&gt; stuff later... for now, we need to catch up on what's been going on at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Casa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Thatcher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boro&lt;/span&gt; the weekend of November 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; for my Aunt Jean's 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; SURPRISE birthday party. I emphasize surprise because normally she makes it a point to know everything about everybody and the fact that Amy, Kristen and Ginger (the daughters, my cousins) could keep it secret, and have everyone invited to the party keep it a secret, is monumental and worth mentioning. In fact, she was so surprised that it took her a minute to come in the door. So, here's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;snipit&lt;/span&gt; of the reaction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135062896340339730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R0Nof1unjBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/68H9__SAZI4/s200/SA701318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And for the cute baby photo of the night, I give you baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kole&lt;/span&gt; - complete with his matching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; jacket and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bappy&lt;/span&gt;. Can I get a collective "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;AWWWW&lt;/span&gt;" from the crowd? He probably should have been wearing &lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/09/look-what-ive-been-up-to.html"&gt;this adorable gray wool sweater&lt;/a&gt;, but I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135063489045826594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R0NpCVunjCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/UFym3zgV3fU/s200/SA701310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In other news, my friend &lt;a href="http://www.joywatersfowler.com/"&gt;Joy's&lt;/a&gt; albums are FINALLY out (it only took 2 years...I'm just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sayin&lt;/span&gt;'). You'll remember that I had the privilege of &lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/11/catching-up.html"&gt;singing back up&lt;/a&gt; on one of the songs on her Christmas album - I was part of the live choir that did back up for O Holy Night - there were only 40 of us but it sounds like a lot more - good acoustics in the church we recorded in. Eventually (the week after Thanksgiving) you'll be able to buy them on &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;CDBaby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;iTunes&lt;/span&gt; (search for Joy Waters Fowler when you get there) but for now, you can only order them direct from the record company - Red Arches Records. Let me know if you're interested (thatch10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ATbellsouthDOTnet&lt;/span&gt;) and I'll email you the order info. Or call me - if you're family/friend and have my number. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Anywhoo&lt;/span&gt;, the albums are won-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;der&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ful&lt;/span&gt;; the first one is all the hymns you used to sing in church (before praise and worship music took over) and the second one is all Christmas music. I'm sure you'll be thrilled with them - she's fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost finished with the Monkey socks! I only have the instep and toe to finish on my second one and I'll officially have a REAL PAIR. And they FIT! I know . . . shut up. I have a new pair on the needles - made out of &lt;a href="http://www.halcyonyarn.com/Yarn_pages/yarn253.html"&gt;Wick&lt;/a&gt; in a colorway called Painted Daisies. The pattern is from a book I can't remember but I'll look it up and post pics as soon as the batteries are charged in the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's more but I can't remember what else I need to post. More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7520285980540479452?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7520285980540479452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7520285980540479452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7520285980540479452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7520285980540479452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/11/catching-up_20.html' title='Don&apos;t You Love It When a Plan Comes Together?'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/R0Nof1unjBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/68H9__SAZI4/s72-c/SA701318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-3565903695170640998</id><published>2007-11-06T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:58:08.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Looo-zer</title><content type='html'>Can I tell you, my absolute favorite show on TV (next to Grey's Anatomy) is The Biggest Loser. What an inspiring show and such fun to watch every week. I've been addicted to it for the past 3 seasons. The only thing I hate is the D-R-A-M-A of it . . . it could be an hour long show. Instead, it's an hour and a half because of all the drama before and after the commercials. I totally need &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TiVo&lt;/span&gt;. I'm buying it for myself for Christmas. I just decided. I can't even believe that I don't have it yet. Am I like one of 4 people in America that doesn't? Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got one of my Monkey Socks finished - except for stitching up the toe. I don't think I've ever been so happy to see something finished. I told Bill that I'm going to wear them all the time and show them to everyone - even complete strangers! That should make for interesting conversation in the checkout line at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Publix&lt;/span&gt;.... "Hi. I'm a knitter and I made these really cool socks. See!" "Uh, Security? Anyone? I think she's a few skeins shy of a sweater."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now; I just wanted y'all to know I'm still here. Oh, and a random thought . . . it's way too early for Christmas decorations on the light poles in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Publix&lt;/span&gt; parking lot. I'm just saying. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-3565903695170640998?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/3565903695170640998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=3565903695170640998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3565903695170640998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3565903695170640998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/11/biggest-looo-zer.html' title='Biggest Looo-zer'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7260002584684584517</id><published>2007-11-01T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T17:59:28.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Alas, I am a bad, bad blogger - again. Can it really be 2 full weeks since my last post? (Uh, yepper, I counted. 14 days. Last time I checked that was 2 full weeks.) So, here's what's been happening: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HALLOWEENIE &lt;/strong&gt;(giggle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punkin was Ariel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127988987923731474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RypG0LVPFBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KBhOKd1uKzQ/s200/SA701305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Apparently we're slowly working our way through all the Disney Princesses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember Belle from 2005?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127989305751311394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RypHGrVPFCI/AAAAAAAAAFU/fgdmr18seGw/s200/P1010165.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;And don't forget Cinderella from 2004....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127989636463793202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RypHZ7VPFDI/AAAAAAAAAFc/RoXQRLpwj4M/s200/P1010172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(We own the Tinkerbell costume, though to this point, that one's only been relegated to the dress up closet. There's still next year....) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She made off with a decent haul of candy, most of which she'll never eat because she only likes chocolate. (That's my girl.) As for me, I just left our candy in a bowl on the porch with a sign that said "Take Some. When it's gone, it's gone." And you know what? When I got home, it was gone! Who knew? Probably went to the two 12-year old vampires we saw dragging pillowcases full of candy. To be expected on Halloweenie. The best costume of the night had to go to the Golden Retriever we saw dressed up as a parrot. She was walking with her two owners (girls dressed as pirates). The dog had on wings and had been "painted" with colored hairspray to look like a parrot. Too funny, though I'd hate to know that after traipsing all over the neighborhood I had to go home and wash the dog. Every good pirate has to have a parrot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNITTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working on the Monkey Socks - on double points. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127991294321169474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RypI6bVPFEI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0UNbfgvmzfw/s200/SA701267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And they're coming along S-L-O-W-L-Y. But when you only work on them one complete pattern repeat every other day or two, what do you expect? Bill says that if I sold them, based on the time it's taking to knit them, they would cost $200! I guess that's why people give them as gifts instead of selling, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my invitation to Ravelry! (For my non-knitting family and friends who reads this, that will make NO sense to you whatsoever - it's a knitting thing you wouldn't understand.) I haven't gotten a lot of time to play around in there yet, but I'm SO looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not working on any of the other "projects in process" right now because I'm up to my eyeballs in my work at the &lt;a href="http://www.att.com/"&gt;Deathstar&lt;/a&gt;. Maybe with Thanksgiving coming up I'll have some down time to finish up the stuff I have that's almost done but not quite. There seems to be a recurring theme with all the projects in my life . . . almost done, but not quite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OTHER STUFF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what I'm doing tonight? Singing backup (in a choir) for my friend Joy's upcoming Christmas album (due out on 11/27/07 - I'll link when it's ready)! She said it's not a "paying gig" but we'll receive full credit on the album jacket. Who cares? It'll be fun and she's great so I'm totally in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/33863640-7260002584684584517?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7260002584684584517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7260002584684584517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7260002584684584517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7260002584684584517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/11/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RypG0LVPFBI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KBhOKd1uKzQ/s72-c/SA701305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-2782312192067733540</id><published>2007-10-18T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:20:04.641-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Water, Water...Nowhere</title><content type='html'>In case you haven't heard, we've kinda hit critical mass in the metro ATL. Based on today's news we only have 80 days worth of drinking water left in Lake Lanier. 80 days, people! And the Army Corp of Engineers still insists on releasing 250 million gallons of water daily to protect some endangered muscles in the Apalachacola (sp?) basin. WHAT? There are 6 million people in the ATL and we're worried about some muscles in Florida. I'm sorry - that just doesn't make walking around sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained today - for a grand total of 15 minutes. So, not much help for the drought. I'm not much on the whole Global Warming thing - in fact, I think much of the research is tragically flawed (leave nasty comments if you want, but when you have temperature guages in the New Mexico desert on the side of west-facing rocks, you're going to get higher temp readings) - not all scientists agree on the science of Global Warming - I don't care what Al Gore says in his little movie. Anyway, I DO think that people need to be responsible. So, we're now only running the dishwasher when it's actually full; same for the washer. Before you know it, they'll be rationing how many showers we can take per week. It'll be like living in France. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rant over...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I wouldn't do it...but I'm now making the &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/issuewinter06/PATTmonkey.html"&gt;Monkey socks&lt;/a&gt; on double points, not circulars. I know, I know. But the circulars started to bother me. I'm also almost finished with a cardigan for Punkin's American Girl. We were at the &lt;a href="http://www.yarngardenknitshop.com/index.html"&gt;yarn store&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday and she saw one on display in the shop. She choose her own yarn (pink, of course). The first skein she choose was $16+ ... um, I don't think so. We, the sales girl and I, were able to steer her to a more "reasonably" priced yarn for a doll sweater. It was a quick knit and I should have it sewn together sometime this weekend. I'll post pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, we have &lt;a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2731982"&gt;AquaDots&lt;/a&gt;! I'm not sure what they are, but Punkin's wanted them for, like, EVER and we finally broke down and bought them tonight. Once I figure out what they are, what they do and why they're such a big deal, I'll let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-2782312192067733540?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/2782312192067733540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=2782312192067733540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/2782312192067733540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/2782312192067733540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/10/water-waternowhere.html' title='Water, Water...Nowhere'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-3196148162930605213</id><published>2007-10-08T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T21:48:01.719-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIPs'/><title type='text'>Socks On Two Circs</title><content type='html'>I took a Socks on Two Circulars class at my &lt;a href="http://www.yarngardenknitshop.com/index.html"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt; and can I just say. . . socks on two circs are a HOT MESS! All those cables and needles hanging and  yarn getting all tangled up (and fussing and cussing...). All that and yet STILL easier than knitting on double points! Who knew? We worked on baby socks (&lt;a href="http://tryintaknit-howto.blogspot.com/2007/09/gracies-sox-difficulty-level-medium-2-2.html"&gt;Gracie's SOX&lt;/a&gt; by Cathy Hannigan) and I pretty much got the hang of it until it came time to turn the heel - the class was Saturday and I'm still trying to turn the heel. I think I need "professional" help. Know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I cleaned out the "yarn corner" of my bedroom that was driving the dear husband nuts, and guess what I found? Not one, not 2, but FOUR started -but-not-finished projects. So typical of one who suffers from can'tfinishitis. It's a sad and debilitating disease...I'm sure you know. I would post a picture of said corner, but I'm just too embarassed. Sad. Just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed up a box of "what the hell was I thinking when I bought this" yarn and have it ready to send off to charity. Well, not exactly charity, but to a fellow knitter in D.C. who needs it for her student knitting group. It's not awful yarn, not even bad yarn, just not the kind of yarn I like these days. So, off it goes this week to find a good new home where it will actually be knitted. Novel concept, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the what I've been reading latetly category is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/About-Your-Husband-Lauren-Lipton/dp/0446697842/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-7845823-7471245?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1191894358&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;It's About Your Husband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Lauren Lipton. Quite entertaining. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crazy-Purls-Drunk-Divorced-Covered/dp/0757305911/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-7845823-7471245?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1191894403&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Drunk, Divorced and Covered in Cat Hair&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;a href="http://www.crazyauntpurl.com/"&gt;Crazy Aunt Purl&lt;/a&gt;. Hys-ter-i-cal. Only a truely Southern gal could fully understand. Bought it on Friday - was finished by Sunday. A very quick, very entertaining read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-3196148162930605213?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/3196148162930605213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=3196148162930605213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3196148162930605213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3196148162930605213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/10/socks-on-two-circs.html' title='Socks On Two Circs'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-101872064752920575</id><published>2007-10-01T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T20:48:08.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired...</title><content type='html'>I'm too tired to blog today...but I have been busy. I'll post tomorrow for real. Promise. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-101872064752920575?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/101872064752920575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=101872064752920575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/101872064752920575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/101872064752920575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/10/tired.html' title='Tired...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5414799846793409105</id><published>2007-09-25T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T18:32:50.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alas, No Harlot for Me</title><content type='html'>I've been reading everyone's posts (&lt;a href="http://knitterboy76.typepad.com/ballofyarn/2007/09/i-got-to-touch-.html"&gt;JP&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://evilsciencechick.com/2007/09/21/1442/"&gt;EvilScienceChick&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bloggerblast.com/hockeymomknits/"&gt;HockeyMom&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://knitwitchblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/yarn-harlot-strikes-atlanta.html"&gt;KnitWitch&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://knottygirls.com/jenla.blog/index.php/2007/09/21/reason-5428-that-knitch-rocks/#more-449"&gt;Jen&lt;/a&gt; and the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.nytefalle.com/blog/"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt;) about the Harlot's visit to the ATL. As you can tell by my title, I didn't go see her - I decided to do the wifely/family thing and spend Bill's birthday with him. I did that "how would you feel if it were your birthday?" thing. And, well, those of you who know me know that I make a HUGE deal out of my birthday. So, if Bill wanted to go see some golfer on MY birthday, well, I'd be pissed. Totally. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm back on the "&lt;a href="http://www.qwlc.com/"&gt;plan&lt;/a&gt;" we bought a really tiny cake from Kroger. (Note to self, Publix icing is MUCH better than Kroger icing.) It tasted kind of plastic - not that Punkin cared. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114266029170801794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmF22OSvII/AAAAAAAAAEc/PANzJRomAXs/s200/Bill%27s+Cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Saturday afternoon we went hiking with the Jenks on the &lt;a href="http://georgiatrails.com/trails/suwaneegreenway.html"&gt;Suwanee Creek Greenway&lt;/a&gt;, which I've run on many times while training for the marathon. However, I didn't know that they had unpaved trails. A nice break from the asphalt/concrete. Here is Punkin and her buddy, Austin, full of energy at the start of our little hike....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114268241078959250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmH3mOSvJI/AAAAAAAAAEk/YH6HxxFZVF8/s200/Starting+Off.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;We only went a total of maybe 4.5 or 5 miles. There was some pretty scenery along the way...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114269095777451170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmIpWOSvKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0ME-735_sxQ/s200/YellowRedFlower2.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114269100072418482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmIpmOSvLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/LmJoNFQ6j-I/s200/YellowFlowers2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have NO idea what kind of flowers these are. I'm not "good" with flowers (I would post a picture of my yard but I'm too embarassed). But they were pretty nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the girls...this is what they looked like when we finished the hike - quite a difference, don't you think? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114269817331956930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmJTWOSvMI/AAAAAAAAAE8/fjAmZ8YMlxg/s200/NotSoFastNow.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After we cooled off, we headed over to the &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/358493/a_review_of_olde_towne_tavern_grille.html"&gt;Old Towne Tavern and Grille&lt;/a&gt; in Suwanee. &lt;em&gt;HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT!&lt;/em&gt; That's also where we ate for Bill's birthday. If you go, get the Asian Chicken Salad. To quote Rachel Ray, "Yum-O!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, finished the BallBand Dish Cloth I was working on . . . and two others . . . and got bored and did a log cabin one, too. I'll post pics of the those later. But for now, here's this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114270775109663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmKLGOSvNI/AAAAAAAAAFE/7XgJ_WNm2oY/s200/BallBand2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Total mindless knitting. Love them. Weaving in the ends is a bee-yotch. No pain, no gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is the &lt;a href="http://www.duluthfallfestival.com/"&gt;Duluth Fall Festival&lt;/a&gt;. A virtual cornucopia of craftiness! (And crap, but we're only going to focus on the craftiness, people.) It all starts with a kitchy parade of cheerleaders, football players, (the bar girls from Wild Bill's), political candidates, PTA groups, etc. All the things that make Duluth feel like a small town. After that candy-throwing nonsense is over, you meander through TONS of craft booths. Some of them are really good -real artisans, if you will, and others are, well... It's kind of like American Idol - you know where the really bad singers have been told by their families that they're really good - but you and ALL OF AMERICA knows that the really suck. Some of these people are still making crafts from the 80's - chee-zee! I'll see if I can sneak some pics. I love, LOVE, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;the Duluth Fall Festival. Small Town America at it's finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...gotta feed the family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5414799846793409105?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5414799846793409105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5414799846793409105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5414799846793409105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5414799846793409105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/09/alas-no-harlot-for-me.html' title='Alas, No Harlot for Me'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RvmF22OSvII/AAAAAAAAAEc/PANzJRomAXs/s72-c/Bill%27s+Cake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7768213546797796267</id><published>2007-09-17T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:57:42.041-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>File this one under totally RANDOM thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my "Today I Feel" link, you'll notice that today I feel FAT! As in huge, retaining water, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blobbish&lt;/span&gt;, etc. And I have a headache (but there's no "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;PunkyMoods&lt;/span&gt;" icon for that - maybe I should suggest it). So, to make all my ills go away, and allow for some much needed sleep, I've had a nice glass of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Savingon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Blanc&lt;/span&gt; (sp?) with dinner and followed that up with a nice muscle relaxer (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Flexeril&lt;/span&gt;, to be exact). Now, before you get the wrong idea, my neck has been killing me - too much work on the computer lately (see below for my random ranting about work) and not enough quality sleep. When my neck gets out of whack, it causes my muscles to tighten up and that causes the headache. Follow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of work...could I have just a little more of it, please? (Hopefully you're reading the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; - cause it's there.) I'm SO busy right now that I don't know which end is up and I spend most of my days putting out whatever is the most critical fire drill of the day. I'm managing the big software implementation project. One of my main vendors in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Midwest&lt;/span&gt; is going through major changes and the same vendor in the Southeast just isn't selling as much as they have in the past (and should be still). And it's my job to find out why and turn the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I made the mistake of buying groceries at the Super &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart in Suwanee last night. Don't get me wrong, I spent WAY less than I normally spend at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Publix&lt;/span&gt;, and I bought a new dog bed for Gretchen. BUT (and this is a big but) the check out process is so TOTALLY stressful that it almost (not sure yet) negates all the savings. No lie. There are 26 checkouts at this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart and they had, are you ready, 5 open! On a Sunday evening! When their parking lot and store were packed! What the hell? Come on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-Mart! You bully your way into a community, ruining property values, leveling acres of trees and the best you can do on a busy weekend day is FIVE FREAKING REGISTERS? Give me a big, fat break! (That feels better.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On to knitting....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111354916433855250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Ru8uNyL8gxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VmsxkyNaky4/s200/favoritesummersplash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm still working on the Ball Band Dishcloths from &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com/"&gt;Mason-Dixon Knitting&lt;/a&gt;. I'm loving the colors I've chosen (not those on the photo above) and they'll look nice in my new kitchen. I'm thinking of making some for Christmas presents for some family. I have a few aunts that would appreciate them. I think my mother-in-law and sister-in-law would also appreciate them. I'm thinking of making some for my brother's Red &amp;amp; Black University of Georgia kitchen. I'm not worried about fading since he doesn't actually cook there. It's kind of like he has a house that happens to also have a kitchen, know what I mean? Bless his heart.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also decided to make the bib pattern from Mason-Dixon Knitting. I have a few friends who are having/adopting babies and the bibs make for easy, mindless car pool knitting. Speaking of car pool, I'm thinking of making scarves for the poor teachers who have to work car pool. I have some (OK, a lot) of Lion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HomeSpun&lt;/span&gt; that was given to me and those &lt;a href="http://www.berroco.com/exclusives/chemo_cap-scarf.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Berroco&lt;/span&gt; Keyhole Scarves&lt;/a&gt; are just so easy. A few years ago at work we had a craft fair to raise money for the United Way and, no lie, I sold twenty of them in one day and wrote a check to the United Way for almost $200 (there were a few other stash projects thrown in there, too). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday is hubby's birthday and the day that &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.com/"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/a&gt; will be at &lt;a href="http://www.knitchknitting.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Knitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in Virginia Highlands. And I have a "ticket" to go... Now I'm feeling guilty for not spending Bill's birthday with him. What's a gal to do? I have ALL of her books and this is the FIRST time (and presumably the only time until maybe the next book tour) she's come to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ATL&lt;/span&gt; . I'm still thinking it over and I'll let you know what I decide to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7768213546797796267?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7768213546797796267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7768213546797796267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7768213546797796267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7768213546797796267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/09/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Ru8uNyL8gxI/AAAAAAAAAEU/VmsxkyNaky4/s72-c/favoritesummersplash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5416164269072624790</id><published>2007-09-12T22:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:31:16.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew Baby, I'm Tired!</title><content type='html'>I think the title just about says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.visit-statesboro.com/"&gt;Statesboro &lt;/a&gt;this past weekend - since we hadn't been there since March, I decided it was about time to pay a visit. &lt;em&gt;Some good natured ribbing from mom didn't hurt, either.&lt;/em&gt; Plus, it was my cousin's wife's baby shower. She got a lot of nice things.  Mine gift was the only handmade item, which is funny because in my area of the ATL, it's generally a contest at baby showers to see who can give the most &lt;strong&gt;FAB-U-LOUS&lt;/strong&gt; handmade gift. We fight over knitted/crocheted things (me), hand-stamped things (me, Chauveen, &amp; Andrea), handmade bags (Chauveen &amp;amp; Andi), handmade embroidered jumper dresses (Chauveen), handmade hooded bath towels (Chauveen - she's a busy gal - about to have a web store - I'll link when she does), etc. Quite fun to hear all the "oohs" and "ahs" when the gifts get passed around. Anywhoo, apparently that "trend" hasn't made it to the 'Boro yet. Maybe it will - maybe they just need some inspiration, oh, and a good craft store. Wal-Mart hardly counts as a good craft store. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the baby shower for the girl in my choir. I was working on another baby sweater, like the one I made for my cousin's wife, but I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SWEAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there is something wrong with the pattern and I just don't have it in me to sew and unsew it &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. Hello! Read my title - I'm tired. And that includes being tired of re-sewing a baby sweater. I'm about ready to rip it all out and re-purpose the yarn - or just thow it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been inspired by &lt;a href="http://coming-unravelled.blogspot.com/"&gt;this site&lt;/a&gt; to start making ball band dish cloths again. Her's are SO pretty and colorful and I'm tired of baby colors since all I've made lately is baby stuff. Not that there's anything wrong with that. And cotton dishcloth yarn is cheap - I like cheap. Even more, my husband likes cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I'll dig through the stash and find some cotton yarn and start knitting. The pattern is an easy, no-brainer kind of patter and given my past 2 weeks and the next say, I don't know, 12 weeks are going to be nuts and I need something easy to occupy myself. Which reminds me, the baby's (from the shower) great-grandmother-to-be picked up my baby sweater, admired it and said "You know, idle hands are the devil's workplace." My reply, "No idle hands here." True, true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, next week I get to go see the &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.com/"&gt;Yarn Harlot&lt;/a&gt; at Knitch! It's on Bill's birthday; he said my gift to him was not making him go see her, too. Ha! The whole knit thing has been almost too much for him to swallow; and he &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; doesn't get blogging about knitting (or any other craft). Poor him...he'll come around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5416164269072624790?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5416164269072624790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5416164269072624790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5416164269072624790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5416164269072624790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/09/whew-baby-im-tired.html' title='Whew Baby, I&apos;m Tired!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-5548381331692320782</id><published>2007-09-04T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:55:57.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FinishedObjects Holidays'/><title type='text'>Look What I've Been Up To...</title><content type='html'>The baby sweater is complete. I'm still convinced that there is something wrong with the pattern since I worked it and ripped it out not once, not twice but THREE times and I still don't think it sews together correctly. Oh well, it's cute and it's finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106465600713887698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rt3PaJxNj9I/AAAAAAAAADk/13aaqaZEacA/s200/Baby+Jacket.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I also started this - the &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter04/PATTwavy.html"&gt;Wavy Scarf from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Knitty&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106466799009763298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rt3Qf5xNj-I/AAAAAAAAADs/U7Gsey_9HFg/s200/Wavy+Scarf_Long.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Did you notice the hardwood floors? Just thought I'd point that out.) I've had this pattern for quite some time and finally found the yarn I wanted to do it in. I'm using Paton's Shetland Chunky, a wool blend that feels soft and has some great color variations in it. See... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106467168376950770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rt3Q1ZxNj_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/cG_OHAQxNoI/s200/Wavy+Scarf_Close.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pretty, huh? I'd like a whole sweater made out of this yarn. The pattern is fun, too. I had to modify the stitch count since this yarn is way bigger than what it calls for on the pattern. I'm always amazed how you can get two simple stitches to "move" like this. Fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for what we did over the holiday weekend...it was quiet and relaxed. On Friday, on a whim, we went bowling. Though I had my camera, it never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me to actually&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; USE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;it. So, I give you a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Punkin&lt;/span&gt; putting her real shoes back on &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; we finished. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106468272183545858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rt3R1pxNkAI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1F2sKA9PQbM/s200/NeelyBowling.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Saturday night we went out to dinner at a &lt;a href="http://lowcountrybarbecue.com/"&gt;new BBQ place&lt;/a&gt; with several families. It was YUMMY! The kids had quite the time at their own table while the grown-ups had &lt;em&gt;normal&lt;/em&gt; conversations at their table. Here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Punkin&lt;/span&gt; and Palmer hamming it up. After dinner they set up a beauty shop and decided to make each other over - at the table. Too funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106469092522299410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rt3SlZxNkBI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LTgWKldLRFk/s200/Neely%26Palmer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;On Sunday night we went to &lt;a href="http://www.314creative.com/"&gt;Shawn &amp;amp; Kimberly's&lt;/a&gt; for dinner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Punkin&lt;/span&gt; played with all the kids and ended up spending the night with Austin - quite a big step based on all the separation anxiety issues we've had over the summer. Whew! Big sigh of relief. On Monday, we met them at the park for a quick picnic. We took Cody and Leah to burn off some energy at the dog park, then came home. After a nap and dinner, it was time to get ready for the back to work/school drag....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love long weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-5548381331692320782?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/5548381331692320782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=5548381331692320782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5548381331692320782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/5548381331692320782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/09/look-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title='Look What I&apos;ve Been Up To...'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rt3PaJxNj9I/AAAAAAAAADk/13aaqaZEacA/s72-c/Baby+Jacket.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8507234559544869925</id><published>2007-08-28T20:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T18:50:46.373-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HomeImprovement'/><title type='text'>It. Is. Finished.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RtTDHZxNj8I/AAAAAAAAADc/VDAG0Oq8xwE/s1600-h/SA701222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103918809661411266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RtTDHZxNj8I/AAAAAAAAADc/VDAG0Oq8xwE/s200/SA701222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say it took "longer than expected" would be a gross understatement. It took from Saturday until this morning to get all the boards down. The trim work still needs to be done but Bill says that he's going to hire someone to do that. I'm not sure he can tackle that task, based on this past weekend, without some serious medication. And medication and a miter saw just don't mix well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we just need to get the new counter tops. We'll definitely be paying someone to install those - not doing so just &lt;em&gt;might &lt;/em&gt;lead to D-I-V-O-R-C-E. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sewed the baby sweater together, then took it apart, then sewed it together again, then took it apart again....are you seeing a pattern? I thought so. I seems that when one sews it together, there aren't the correct number of stitches at the neckline to make the neckband work correctly. I've re-done one of the front panels and now I'm re-doing the sleeve to see if that's where the pattern error is. (You see, it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;must be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the pattern because it &lt;u&gt;most certainly cannot&lt;/u&gt; be me.) I must say that the sweater is VERY cute when sewn together and no one would probably know that the neck stitches were whack - but &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; would know and it would drive me nuts. So, I'm giving it one more go and if that doesn't work, I'll check out the publisher's site and see if there are pattern errors. On second thought, maybe I should have done that after the first sewing and ripping...oh well, live and learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8507234559544869925?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8507234559544869925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8507234559544869925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8507234559544869925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8507234559544869925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-is-finished-whew.html' title='It. Is. Finished.'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RtTDHZxNj8I/AAAAAAAAADc/VDAG0Oq8xwE/s72-c/SA701222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8949576174291365094</id><published>2007-08-25T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:41:46.067-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HomeImprovement'/><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>Did I mention that we have a lot of angles in our kitchen? We do. Friends, I give you . . . progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102770069118488498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RtCuV5xNj7I/AAAAAAAAADU/mhs8Tzc6lBM/s200/SA701221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8949576174291365094?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8949576174291365094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8949576174291365094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8949576174291365094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8949576174291365094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RtCuV5xNj7I/AAAAAAAAADU/mhs8Tzc6lBM/s72-c/SA701221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-4375917639265128692</id><published>2007-08-24T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:41:27.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HomeImprovement'/><title type='text'>I Hate . . .</title><content type='html'>Painting yards and yards and yards and yards of white trim! But the results will be WELL worth it. I'll post "in progress" pics over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also post the complete baby sweater. Can you say "too stinkin' cute"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-4375917639265128692?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/4375917639265128692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=4375917639265128692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/4375917639265128692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/4375917639265128692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hate.html' title='I Hate . . .'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-3367100894961353097</id><published>2007-08-23T17:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:41:09.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HomeImprovement'/><title type='text'>Now Is the Time</title><content type='html'>Ladies &amp; Gents, the time has come to install the hardwoods. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102013695312891762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rs3-bJxNj3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lmHHHF7EuS8/s200/SA701213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Do you &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; how many angles are in my kitchen? Here's a hint - LOTS! I'm pretty thankful that I am not the one putting them down by myself. We're going to have help; Bill's dad is going to come up and help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102769442053263266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RtCtxZxNj6I/AAAAAAAAADM/9ePQQBoo_-0/s200/SA701192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've pulled up the old floor and it looks like this now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102013089722503010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rs3935xNj2I/AAAAAAAAACs/-aG0gM-XKG4/s200/SA701214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nice, huh? Notice the blue tape? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;haven't finished painting the trim. Guess that'll be tonight or tomorrow night. To keep Punkin entertained, we're having a friend come over to spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for crafting, I'm working on a baby sweater (crochet) for a girl in my choir who is having a baby in October. Her shower is September 13th. I chose crochet because it's faster for me to do for gifts. If she were a really close friend or a family member, I would have knit something. Given how crazy my life is right now, it &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; take me &lt;em&gt;months&lt;/em&gt; to knit a baby sweater. (&lt;a href="http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-obviously-suck-at-blogging.html"&gt;Reference my post from early July&lt;/a&gt; that listed all my works in progress. Need I say more?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Curriculum Night at school so I'm off to grab dinner before we go. And, since you asked, we're having Mexican...again. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-3367100894961353097?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/3367100894961353097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=3367100894961353097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3367100894961353097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3367100894961353097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/now-is-time.html' title='Now Is the Time'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rs3-bJxNj3I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lmHHHF7EuS8/s72-c/SA701213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8404950116940164970</id><published>2007-08-14T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:40:51.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Send me back to Palmetto Bluff!</title><content type='html'>Oh. My. God. &lt;a href="http://www.palmetto-bluff.com/"&gt;Palmetto Bluff &lt;/a&gt;was fab-u-lous! I still can't believe or describe how fabulous it was/is. You totally feel like you've stepped off the face of the earth to a little piece of heaven (minus the mosquitos - they were SO bad). The land once belonged to Cornelius Vanderbilt and his wife. They built a HUGE (summer) plantation house there in the early 1900s and it burned 14 years later. The story says he was so distraught over the loss of the house that he never returned to the property. No lie. Here are some pics:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsI-28xk1BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MjUhXcE5BKg/s1600-h/SA701120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098706841884742674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsI-28xk1BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MjUhXcE5BKg/s200/SA701120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the chapel - there was a wedding there on Saturday night. Very quaint; very romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsI_Osxk1CI/AAAAAAAAACE/EHcrS6jJEWs/s1600-h/SA701117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098707249906635810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsI_Osxk1CI/AAAAAAAAACE/EHcrS6jJEWs/s200/SA701117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did quite a bit of boating on the Intercoastal. In this pic, we're beached on a sand bar at low tide. We tried to swim a bit but the water was gross - full of "stuff" coming in with the tide. Ooooohhhh. That's me (sporting a shirt because of sunburn earlier in the day), Toey, Tamara and Melissa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsJB3Mxk1FI/AAAAAAAAACc/mnUArkUTD_s/s1600-h/SA701123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098710144714593362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsJB3Mxk1FI/AAAAAAAAACc/mnUArkUTD_s/s200/SA701123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the "cottage" we stayed in. Cottage being a 3 bedroom, fully appointed HOUSE, complete with a Viking kitchen, hardwood floors and down blankets and pillows. I told you it was a little piece of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are more pics from my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9789947@N02/sets/72157601401149201/"&gt;Flickr account&lt;/a&gt; and from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/11410939@N06/"&gt;Tamara's&lt;/a&gt;. Too fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news - yesterday was the first day of school for Punkin. She &lt;strong&gt;loves &lt;/strong&gt;school - still hates Little Tikes (the afterschool program). We're still working on that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsJBfMxk1EI/AAAAAAAAACU/gTqqtF2KMwQ/s1600-h/SA701189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098709732397732930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsJBfMxk1EI/AAAAAAAAACU/gTqqtF2KMwQ/s200/SA701189.JPG" border="0" /&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/33863640-8404950116940164970?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8404950116940164970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8404950116940164970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8404950116940164970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8404950116940164970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/send-me-back-to-palmetto-bluff.html' title='Send me back to Palmetto Bluff!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RsI-28xk1BI/AAAAAAAAAB8/MjUhXcE5BKg/s72-c/SA701120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7137566522343088739</id><published>2007-08-08T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:40:34.462-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look where I'm going - &lt;a href="http://www.palmetto-bluff.com/"&gt;Palmetto Bluff / Hilton Head, SC&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;! We're leaving on Thursday after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Punkin&lt;/span&gt; goes to meet her first grade teacher. We're going with a bunch of folks from Bill's office - his boss has a house there and we're all staying together. Cozy, huh? There's free golf, free spa, free BEACH, free food. Did I mention the beach? :) I love the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ATL&lt;/span&gt;, but I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; miss the beach. Living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Statesboro&lt;/span&gt;, I was 45 minutes from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tybee&lt;/span&gt; Island and 1 hour from Hilton Head Island. I could literally wake up on a Saturday and decide, on a whim, to go to the beach. As I drove down I-16 I would decide which one I wanted to go to. If I wanted a "nice" beach, I'd make the turn to I-95 and head to the Head. If I just wanted to get a beach "fix," I'd stay on I-16 and head through downtown Savannah, out the Islands Expressway and on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tybee&lt;/span&gt;. Now, it would take me at least 4 1/2 hours to get to either.... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post pics and details when we get back on Sunday. Not much knitting right now because, HELLO, it's 100 degrees and 90%+ humidity! The last thing I want to touch is wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7137566522343088739?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7137566522343088739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7137566522343088739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7137566522343088739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7137566522343088739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/look-where-im-going-palmetto-bluff.html' title=''/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-129418649684749830</id><published>2007-08-06T21:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:40:20.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Today Was A Good Day</title><content type='html'>Punkin had a great day! She met me at the door this afternoon and said "Hi mom! I didn't cry today." Be still my heart! No one can truly know what a monumental step forward this is. I worried about it all weekend - she worried about it all weekend. She's been absolutely fabulous tonight and she looks &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; again. I'm beginning to feel the weight lifting. We still have a long way to go but I think the medicine is starting to work. I think I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't knit this weekend....because of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095770926795248642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrfQqMxk1AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cAZSECXNir0/s200/TSOBS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started on Friday night and finished on Sunday afternoon. Typical of my reading habits - get my nose stuck in a book and don't put it down until I've finished. I've never been one to "savor" a book - reading it leisurely. Now I've gotten about 1/3 of the way through the next book in the series, &lt;em&gt;A Good Yarn&lt;/em&gt;. I guess when I'm done with this one I'll have to get the next one, &lt;em&gt;Back on Blossom Street&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and I'm still working on &lt;em&gt;Tempting&lt;/em&gt;. I've got one of the sleeves on the double points and I'm working it. It took me (no lie) three tries to get going on the DPNs. For some reason I've always struggled with double points - which explains why there are two pairs of socks that I've had cast on for almost a year that I haven't finished.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So many projects, so little time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-129418649684749830?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/129418649684749830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=129418649684749830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/129418649684749830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/129418649684749830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-was-good-day.html' title='Today Was A Good Day'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrfQqMxk1AI/AAAAAAAAAB0/cAZSECXNir0/s72-c/TSOBS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-3082562430394565483</id><published>2007-08-02T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:49:04.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIPs'/><title type='text'>Back to Normal (maybe)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrKXY8xk0-I/AAAAAAAAABk/GSaMmTROTDQ/s1600-h/wildstripesBEAUTY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094300583396168674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrKXY8xk0-I/AAAAAAAAABk/GSaMmTROTDQ/s200/wildstripesBEAUTY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we've got Punkin's meds issue figured out. The neuro called and gave us the OK to put her back on what she's been on for the past 6 years. So far, so good. She still doesn't want to go to school, but we have a week for her to change her mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that the medication problem has worked itself out, I have more time to dedicate to fun stuff! I wanted to have the &lt;em&gt;Tempting&lt;/em&gt; sweater finished by this weekend but it appears that half a dozen rows ago I switched knits with purls and now I have to ladder those stitches back and fix them. I just don't have that in me right now. So, I'll work on an easier project - like socks or something. Maybe I'll finish the &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEsummer05/PATTwildstripes.html"&gt;Wildstripes blanket&lt;/a&gt; - it's all done except for seaming up one end of the lining and adding the topstitching details. My hubby would be SO excited to actually see me finish something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrKVMcxk08I/AAAAAAAAABU/N3KspWxVhD0/s1600-h/summer_cardi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094298169624548290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="97" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrKVMcxk08I/AAAAAAAAABU/N3KspWxVhD0/s200/summer_cardi.jpg" width="96" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I still need to finish the Knitting Pure and Simple Summer Cardi (knit in Brown Sheep Cotton Fleece in a nice shade of blue - goes well with my eyes). I've gotten as far as dividing for the sleeves; so it's pretty much straight, mindless knitting from here on out. I've got a lot of travel for work coming up and this might be a good project for my first plane trip. Afterall, it's kind of hard to screw up plain stockinette stitch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom sent me a great recipe for a breakfast casserole so I thought I'd share:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sausage Grits Casserole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 lb sausage, ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 c quick cooking grits (not instant grits)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 oz grated cheese, divided&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 c milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Tbsp butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brown sausage and drain. Prepare grits according to package directions. To the cooked grits add 3/4 of the cheese, stir until well melted. Add the sausage and other ingredients; pour into a casserole dish and top with remaining cheese. Bake at 350 degrees for 30 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/33863640-3082562430394565483?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/3082562430394565483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=3082562430394565483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3082562430394565483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/3082562430394565483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-to-normal-maybe.html' title='Back to Normal (maybe)'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/RrKXY8xk0-I/AAAAAAAAABk/GSaMmTROTDQ/s72-c/wildstripesBEAUTY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8842685581410058278</id><published>2007-07-31T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:39:35.057-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HomeImprovement'/><title type='text'>Painting's Done . . .Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_R_cxk03I/AAAAAAAAAAs/VWfdNaZvgmM/s1600-h/SA701111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093520591565411186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_R_cxk03I/AAAAAAAAAAs/VWfdNaZvgmM/s200/SA701111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kitchen's painted! Well, technically the main wall color is on but I still have to work on the trim. Have I mentioned that I. Hate. Trim. Just curious. Trim takes all the fun out of painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really very happy with the color - it's not too dark, not too light. Not too green, not too olive. Like Goldilocks, it's "just right." Walking in the door and seeing it makes me smile. I can't wait until we get the floors down. But, no floors until I finish the trim. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The maids come to clean tomorrow. (Sometimes I wish I could read their minds when they walk into my house. I'm sure that they tell all of their friends back in Brazil about that crazy girl in Duluth who has a room full of yarn and paper and who never sweeps.) After they're done I'll finish the trim and then we'll start pulling up the old floor and getting ready to put down the new one. Here are a few of the other pics....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093521970249913218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_TPsxk04I/AAAAAAAAAA0/AXRJbvLObXA/s200/SA701114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093522391156708242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_ToMxk05I/AAAAAAAAAA8/KZ_gvs38pRo/s200/SA701112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8842685581410058278?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8842685581410058278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8842685581410058278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8842685581410058278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8842685581410058278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/07/paintings-done-almost.html' title='Painting&apos;s Done . . .Almost'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_R_cxk03I/AAAAAAAAAAs/VWfdNaZvgmM/s72-c/SA701111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-398337697720305563</id><published>2007-07-30T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:38:51.718-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Children'/><title type='text'>What to do? Knit? Run? Or Drink?</title><content type='html'>Such tough decisions....it's been a little stressful at our house for the past few weeks. So stressful that I can't decide if I should eat, run, knit, drink copious amounts of alcohol, or some combination of all of them. I read in Vogue Knitting today that some lady in the UK won a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guiness&lt;/span&gt; Book World Record for knitting a scarf while running a marathon. I knit. I've run a marathon. I could get one of those little "beer hats" with the 2 straws that come down the sides....I could knit, drink and run -- ALL AT THE SAME TIME! We've been dealing with changes to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Punkin's&lt;/span&gt; seizure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and it's Wearing. Us. Out! So much so that I just washed down a muscle relaxer and 2 Excedrin . . . with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt;' a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mojito&lt;/span&gt;! (Not that there's anything wrong with that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, the kitchen got painted. I still have to do the trim work - I'd rather stuff a hot poker in my eye, but hey, it has to be done if I want my new floor to get installed. I've taken a few "in progress" pics but none since we finished painting. I kind of want to get everything back in its assigned place before I snap the finals. Now that I'm in love with the color, I think I'll keep the cabinets white. With the new floor, new paint and new counter tops, the cabinets should look like I intended for them to be white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;em&gt;Tempting&lt;/em&gt; sweater........I'm almost finished. I now have to decide if I want to make it plain (no cute ribbon threaded through it) or make it so I can change the ribbon out. I'm totally torn. Part of me wants just a nice, normal black ribbed sweater. Another part of me wants the cutie-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;patootie&lt;/span&gt; ribbon sweater. What's a gal to do? I hope to be completely finished with it by this weekend - it's kind of hard to get a lot accomplished between conference calls and a 6-year old having medication-induced meltdowns. Our trip to Hilton Head is next weekend and I'd like to have it done so I can wear it then. We'll see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-398337697720305563?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/398337697720305563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=398337697720305563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/398337697720305563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/398337697720305563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-to-do-knit-run-or-drink.html' title='What to do? Knit? Run? Or Drink?'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-7191169050860680323</id><published>2007-07-27T22:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:39:14.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HomeImprovement'/><title type='text'>New Kitchen Alert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_RKcxk02I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k6DOGvbSrko/s1600-h/SA701108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093519681032344418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_RKcxk02I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k6DOGvbSrko/s200/SA701108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK - so painting my kitchen and putting down hardwoods isn't exactly "crafty" but it is a little creative, right? I'm up to my eyeballs in painting supplies right now. My 6-year old assistant/sidekick/helper and I finished putting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kilz&lt;/span&gt;2 on all the leftover navy blue tonight. Tomorrow morning will be all the little areas around and above the cabinets. Such a pain. Once that's done, on goes the paint - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Montpelier&lt;/span&gt; Olive from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Valspar&lt;/span&gt; (at Lowe's). It's more "artichoke-y" than olive which is good 'cause an olive kitchen would be, how shall I say, DRAB. Just gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt; - the new floor is called Summer Butternut and is a yummy shade of golden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;oakey&lt;/span&gt; goodness. All 14 boxes are still sitting in my van and stinking up the place. :) I'm hoping to get the floor down sometime this week. Hubby and I are debating whether or not to pull up the existing, builder's grade (read: crappy) vinyl that's currently there or to just put the floor &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt; it. I say rip it, he says lay over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the floor is down we're on to new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;counter tops&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted something fancy (like granite) but, alas, that's a BIT TOO MUCH money! So, we're settling for a laminate called Labrador Granite - looks like granite . . . but isn't. We're hoping that with the new paint, new floor and new counter we'll like the white cabinets that are still there. There's just NO way we can afford to rip those babies out and start over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In knitting news, I'm &lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt; working on the Jenna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Adorno&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Tempting&lt;/em&gt; sweater from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Knitty&lt;/span&gt;.com (like 3 years ago). I've made it up to where I divide for the sleeves. My goal is to have it finished by the end of September. It's in black Debbie Bliss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cashmerino&lt;/span&gt; - otherwise I'd try to post a picture. I stumbled across a blurb on a blog (Crazy Aunt Purl) about a knitting store in ATL called Knitch. Hello! How did I miss that? It's in Virginia Highland; not exactly my "side" of town, but I'm always up for a yarn road trip. I just wish some of my buddies were &lt;strong&gt;yarn people&lt;/strong&gt; instead of scrappers/stampers. What's a gal to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-7191169050860680323?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/7191169050860680323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=7191169050860680323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7191169050860680323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/7191169050860680323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-kitchen-alert.html' title='New Kitchen Alert'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_RKcxk02I/AAAAAAAAAAk/k6DOGvbSrko/s72-c/SA701108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8531374937855200658</id><published>2007-07-20T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:40:02.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Vegas, Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_VCsxk06I/AAAAAAAAABE/FKYkk0Mukvs/s1600-h/DSC02309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093523945934869410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_VCsxk06I/AAAAAAAAABE/FKYkk0Mukvs/s200/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's where I've been for the past week. Bill and I left on July 8th and came back on the 15th. Can I just tell you, that's WAY TOO long to spend in Vegas. The trip was for Bill's job and we spent at least 10-12 hours per day working. Then.....we went out and partied until 1:00 AM+. I think I &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; be a little too old for that! Getting up the next morning by 6:00 was HARD and recovery time, well, I'm still recovering. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I haven't crafted anything since then. However, I did get my new Stampin' Up Fall catalog and L-O-V-E it! I'm heading to a Stampin' Up Hostess Club on July 30th - this year's Hostess Club will be doing more scrapbooking (which is good because I'm so far behind on my books!). I'll post pics of what we do. (&lt;em&gt;I think I have the picture thing figured out now - I now have a Flickr account. We'll see.&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're heading to Lowe's to look for a new kitchen floor. We're also thinking of getting our cabinets refaced (&lt;a href="http://www.kitchenfrontsofga.com/"&gt;http://www.kitchenfrontsofga.com/&lt;/a&gt;) instead of springing for brand new cabinets. We have to do something because my kitchen is making me NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8531374937855200658?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8531374937855200658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8531374937855200658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8531374937855200658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8531374937855200658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/07/vegas-baby.html' title='Vegas, Baby!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq_VCsxk06I/AAAAAAAAABE/FKYkk0Mukvs/s72-c/DSC02309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-8285226484157222891</id><published>2007-07-06T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T20:37:46.730-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marathon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIPs'/><title type='text'>I Obviously SUCK at Blogging!</title><content type='html'>It's fair to say that anyone who goes S-I-X months without a S-I-N-G-L-E&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;post &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; not be cut out for Blogging. However, the third time's the charm, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy first half of the year. The merger between AT&amp;T and BellSouth (merger - funny word....totally was a "we bought you" takeover) closed in late December - practically on New Year's Eve. Since then, my life has been a total blur. Work got crazy. I got moved to a new team with a new boss who is in Chicago of all places. (I &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Chicago.) There's no one on my immediate team in the ATL. The good news is I like what I'm doing and it's relatively the same as what I was doing before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran a marathon! Totally true. 26.2 miles. I decided that I needed a way to manage stress (and the accompanying fat ass that it gives you) and it was either take up running or become &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;really good friends&lt;/span&gt; with the wine guy at the Duluth package store. You get some "interesting" looks when you go to Cost Plus World Market, load up a cart with bottles of wine and respond "nope, all for me" when the clerks says "having a party?" Plus, a good Baptist like me isn't really supposed to be coping with a nice bottle of Chianti, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq9LCsxk01I/AAAAAAAAAAc/yWqtNjkGZ0E/s1600-h/SA701040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093372213330236242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq9LCsxk01I/AAAAAAAAAAc/yWqtNjkGZ0E/s200/SA701040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the maratoning....so, in January I signed up with the &lt;a href="http://www.teamintraining.org/ga"&gt;Leukemia and Lymphoma Society's Team in Training&lt;/a&gt; program to run the &lt;a href="http://www.rnrmarathon.com/"&gt;Rock 'n Roll Marathon&lt;/a&gt; in San Diego, CA on June 3rd. My first run was 3 miles at the beginning of February and I thought. I . Was. Going. To. DIE. Seriously. Nearly killed me. Four months and more than 350 training miles later, I ran my first marathon! I finished in a stellar 6 hours, 39 minutes and 55 seconds. (You had to finish in less than 7 hours -- 20 minutes and 5 seconds to spare!) Who cares?&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; I FINISHED&lt;/span&gt;! And I raised more than $4500 for those in Georgia/Atlanta metro area who are battling blood cancers. I told everyone that, next to childbirth, it was the most exhilirating and excruciating thing I've ever done. And it was. This picture of me is post race (see my medal around my neck!) and I was getting my blisters, um, "tended to" by some poor volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafting...ah, yes...my forgotten hobbies. Now that it's summer, I have time to break out all the works in progress. And honey, there are &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of WIPs. Just ask my dear husband. He'll tell you. I'll try to take pictures and post but just for your pleasure here are the ones I can think of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a lovely blue top-down cardigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;an crochet afghan for Neely that I just have to piece together (hello? what was I thinking? 48 different pieces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;two different pairs of socks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a blue "fish-netty" scarf out of Melody by SWTC (sidebar: quite possibly the most &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;frustrating&lt;/span&gt; yarn I've ever worked with)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a white heirloom baby afghan that's 3/4 of the way done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a pink baby afghan for a baby that was born LAST NOVEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;a black bottom up 2x2 rib sweater from Jenna Adorno (&lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEwinter04/PATTtempting.html"&gt;pattern from Knitty.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;this &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEspring07/PATTmonica.html"&gt;cute tank for Neely &lt;/a&gt;which needs to be seamed and blocked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;an adorable purse made out of crocheted &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;triangles&lt;/span&gt; that I need to piece together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;then there's the ballet neck sweater from "Hip Knits" that I finished in 2005 that I steamed and blocked and just haven't sewn together (I obviously need professional help for my "can't-finish-itis")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;and that's just some of the yarn projects. We haven't talked about scrapbooking and stamping and sewing and . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Whew! That's enough, I think. Perhaps my goal for the rest of the year should be to, I don't know, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;finish what I've started! &lt;/span&gt;Oh, I'm not sure if that &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hurt&lt;/span&gt; or felt good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-8285226484157222891?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/8285226484157222891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=8285226484157222891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8285226484157222891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/8285226484157222891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-obviously-suck-at-blogging.html' title='I Obviously SUCK at Blogging!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8eFDSIPzALQ/Rq9LCsxk01I/AAAAAAAAAAc/yWqtNjkGZ0E/s72-c/SA701040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-116700266954585918</id><published>2006-12-24T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T18:24:29.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>I love Christmas . . . not just love, I mean &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;L-O-V-E&lt;/span&gt;. I love the sights, the sounds, the smells. Most of all I love watching the excitment build in my 5 year old daughter. Right now, she's quite literally bouncing OFF the walls! She's totally stoked about Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crafty Christmas around here. We've stamped and painted tiles for Christmas coasters and trivets. We've made gifts for friends - hot spiced tea mix, spiced pecans, and simmering potpourri. Here are a few of my favorite recipes from the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hot Spiced Tea Mix&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (18 oz) jar Tang Instant Breakfast Drink mix&lt;br /&gt;2 (3 oz) packages lemonade mix&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup instant tea&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 cups sugar, optional (I omit the sugar because the Tang and lemonade both have sugar)&lt;br /&gt;Mix all together and store in an airtight container. Measure 2 tbsp mix into mug and add hot water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Spiced Pecans&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups pecan halves&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp Worcestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;Stir together all ingredients; spread into a lightly greased 9x13-inch pan. Bake at 350 degrees for 10-12 minutes or until lightly toasted, stirring mixture once. Store in an airtight container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas Simmering Scent&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 4" cinnamon sticks&lt;br /&gt;3 bay leaves&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup whole cloves&lt;br /&gt;1/2 lemon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 orange&lt;br /&gt;1 quart water&lt;br /&gt;Combine all ingredients in a tea kettle, sauce pan or slow cooker. Bring to a boil. Reduce heat and simmer. Check water level often and add more when necessary. Can be stored in the refridgerator and reused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you and yours have a very Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-116700266954585918?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/116700266954585918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=116700266954585918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/116700266954585918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/116700266954585918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-eve.html' title='Merry Christmas Eve'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-115834982683736990</id><published>2006-09-15T15:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T15:50:26.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished!</title><content type='html'>I finished the Ripple Scarf and it's very pretty - not as soft as I'd hoped, but pretty none the less. I still can't decide if I want to keep it or give it away . . . decisions, decisions. I'll post a pic as soon as I figure out exactly HOW to do that. And all this time I thougt I was pretty computer savvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a crazy week at my house. First, I didn't get hired for a job I just "knew" I was going to get. I found out through a "Dear Jennifer" letter that I got after what could quite possibly be one of the most crappy days of work at my current job ever. And it was raining. At least I have a current job - lots of folks don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm still working on the Tempting Sweater from Knitty.com. My girlfriends bought the yarn for me for my birthday in February. They recently joked that for my next birthday they were going to pay someone to finish it for me! HA! I'm also working on the Chevron Sweater from Lionbrand.com. Very pretty; not yet sure if it's my "style" but I'm going to make it anyway. If I decide not to keep it . . . someone's getting a nice sweater for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the need for a Chick-fil-A Ice Dream ...... Thatcher - OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-115834982683736990?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/115834982683736990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=115834982683736990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/115834982683736990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/115834982683736990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2006/09/finished.html' title='Finished!'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33863640.post-115741044708418697</id><published>2006-09-04T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:00:40.780-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's See How This Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1332/3723/1600/SA700642.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. If &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; else can have a blog, why not me? I have things to say. . . except for now. Pretty much nothing comes to mind. I did, however, just finish another baby project. It's a hodded one-button jacket from BH&amp;G Hip Knits. It's knit on fat #11's with Lion Brand Boucle' - it works up pretty quickly - provided you &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; WORK on it. Oh well, the baby was just born on August 23rd and considering that it's still 90 degrees in "Hot 'lanta" I guess it'll be a while before he wears it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working on the &lt;a href="http://www.oatcouture.com/patternpages/303Ripple.html"&gt;Ripple Scarf&lt;/a&gt; from Oat Couture. I'm doing it in &lt;a href="http://www.soysilk.com/"&gt;SWTC's Karaoke &lt;/a&gt;in Wild Cherry. I'm liking it a lot. Now I have to decide if I'm going to keep it or "gift" it to someone. Since the yarn is $9.25 per skien, I've got to really KNOW that whoever it's gifted to will love it and WEAR it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my next project(s ) - I'm thinking that I really like this &lt;a href="http://www.oatcouture.com/patternpages/705Tropical.html"&gt;sweater&lt;/a&gt;. However, I still need to finish my Neck Down Cardigan from LAST summer and I still have to sew up the Ballerina Neck Sweater (BH&amp;amp;G Hot Knits) from LAST spring (that would be 2005 for those of you who are counting. I still want to learn how to knit socks - I'm still a little scary with DPNs so if you have any suggestions . . . . I'm open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for "daily life" at our house, my kindergartener has her first homework assignment due tomorrow. She has to write 4 words that start with the letter "P" and draw corresponding pictures. How &lt;em&gt;does &lt;/em&gt;one teach a 4 year old how to draw "purl?" *LOL*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33863640-115741044708418697?l=onecraftychick.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/feeds/115741044708418697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33863640&amp;postID=115741044708418697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/115741044708418697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33863640/posts/default/115741044708418697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onecraftychick.blogspot.com/2006/09/lets-see-how-this-works.html' title='Let&apos;s See How This Works'/><author><name>OneCraftyChick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05862412477586870436</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAA2R9vEVUM/TkEnw9MH8AI/AAAAAAAAAaM/ngIgHV8JXXY/s220/060810_9006_ClickinMomsAvatar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
