<?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-3761757846081140445</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:35:24.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elizabeth's Notes...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-154019005068102476</id><published>2009-07-12T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:52:19.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First 3 Questions...</title><content type='html'>1.  Why do you think of the first line of the novel, "It is a truth universally &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;acknowledged&lt;/span&gt; that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife" such a well known line?  How do you interpret this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  What makes Mr. Darcy such a charismatic and charming character that leaves practically every woman drooling after finishing the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Elizabeth makes the following observation to Jane:  "You never see fault in anybody.  All the world are good and agreeable in your eyes. I never heard you speak ill of a human being in my life."  What is dangerous about never seeing fault in anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it... discuss away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-154019005068102476?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/154019005068102476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=154019005068102476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/154019005068102476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/154019005068102476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-3-questions.html' title='First 3 Questions...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-1285970770639759366</id><published>2009-07-12T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:42:44.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride and Prejudice... the beginning</title><content type='html'>The beginning of a discussion about Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is open to anyone who wants to read and discuss.  Also feel free to add any questions or comments that may arise.  Answer at your own pace and happy reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt; was originally entitled &lt;strong&gt;First Impressions. &lt;/strong&gt;It was written between 1796 and 1797, and heavily revised before its publication in 1813.  It is a rich social commentary in which Austen sets her entertaining study of manners and misconceptions against the backdrop of a class-contentious society in 18th century England - Norton Critical Editions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Several Discussion Questions taken from:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.litlovers.com/guide_prideprej.html"&gt;www.litlovers.com/guide_prideprej.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-1285970770639759366?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1285970770639759366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=1285970770639759366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/1285970770639759366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/1285970770639759366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/pride-and-prejudice-beginning.html' title='Pride and Prejudice... the beginning'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-2491519812889926767</id><published>2009-04-03T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T06:36:40.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crash...</title><content type='html'>Are you experiencing extreme pain in your face and head?&lt;br /&gt;Does it hurt like hell when you sneeze?&lt;br /&gt;Did you run into a door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so contact me Bob Heminhaw at &lt;a href="http://www.lookouttheresadoorthere.com/"&gt;www.lookouttheresadoorthere.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Bob H-E-M-I-N-HAW at lookouttheresadoorthere.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our patented 4 day program will teach you how to avoid running into or colliding with free-standing and swinging inanimate objects.  Call now operators are standing by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need something make the call to 1-800-HEMINHAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yes I ran into a door)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-2491519812889926767?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2491519812889926767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=2491519812889926767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/2491519812889926767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/2491519812889926767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/04/crash.html' title='crash...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-5353725162701879432</id><published>2009-04-01T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:43:01.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fool You...</title><content type='html'>Are you experiencing a loss of creative potency?&lt;br /&gt;Is the same old thing not doing it for you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you shooting creative blanks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so contact me Bob Heminhaw at &lt;a href="http://www.creativeviagra.com/"&gt;www.creativeviagra.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Bob H-E-M-I-N-HAW at creativeviagra.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our safe and natural creative enhancement product is guaranteed to increase the potency and duration of your creativity or your money back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-5353725162701879432?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5353725162701879432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=5353725162701879432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/5353725162701879432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/5353725162701879432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/04/fool-you.html' title='Fool You...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-7653675270839281424</id><published>2009-03-31T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T08:13:30.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!</title><content type='html'>Does makin' your way in the world today take everything you've got?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure that takin' a break from all your worries would help a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you like to get away?&lt;br /&gt;If so, contact me Bob Heminhaw at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whereeverybodyknowsyourname.com/"&gt;www.whereeverybodyknowsyourname.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Bob H-E-M-I-N-HAW at whereeverybodyknowsyourname.com&lt;br /&gt;Operators are standing by...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-7653675270839281424?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7653675270839281424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=7653675270839281424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7653675270839281424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7653675270839281424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheers.html' title='Cheers!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-7177642064315256467</id><published>2009-03-30T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:46:26.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing...</title><content type='html'>While in Richmond, VA for Music Therapy Conference, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cheila&lt;/span&gt;, Danielle and I were watching the news as we were getting ready to start our day.  We heard this unbelievable news story which recounted the plight of a several bars in Chesterfield County that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prohibiting&lt;/span&gt; dancing!  In fact there is a $2500 fine if anyone is observed to be dancing!  Sounded like a modern day "Footloose" to me, but Bob had this to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt; Are you not able to dance at your local bar?&lt;br /&gt; Are the authorities threatening to fine you $2500?&lt;br /&gt; If so contact me, Bob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heminhaw&lt;/span&gt; at:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youcandanceifyouwantto.com/"&gt;www.youcandanceifyouwantto.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Bob, H-E-M-I-N-haw at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;youcandanceifyouwantto&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;br /&gt;Operators are standing by!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Bob speaks with a thick New England accent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-7177642064315256467?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7177642064315256467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=7177642064315256467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7177642064315256467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7177642064315256467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/03/dancing.html' title='Dancing...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-6456360482176628950</id><published>2009-03-30T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T06:40:29.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinkofsomethingnew.com</title><content type='html'>That's right!  I am changing, revamping and even rediscovering my blog.  (Thank you Lady Redundant Woman).  Chris and I have created a character named Bob Heminhaw.  He is based on the man who does the commercials for Oxy-Clean, but he tries to sell or come up with a solution for EVERYTHING. &lt;br /&gt;I have decided to place a few of Bob's commercials on here.  Let me know what you think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-6456360482176628950?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6456360482176628950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=6456360482176628950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/6456360482176628950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/6456360482176628950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinkofsomethingnewcom.html' title='thinkofsomethingnew.com'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-7443289080938527794</id><published>2007-12-13T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:38:31.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Made This....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/R2H3JeWwLII/AAAAAAAABFY/9y2skUFL8ac/s1600-h/bearhead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/R2H3JeWwLII/AAAAAAAABFY/9y2skUFL8ac/s320/bearhead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  OK, not the baby, but the hat.  The mommy and daddy of this little darling call it "A Bear You Wear".  He cried like anythng when they put it on him, but you would not know it from this picture.  I am very proud of this hat!  I actually finished something that I started.  Now to finish the hat that I am making for Chei.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-7443289080938527794?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7443289080938527794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=7443289080938527794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7443289080938527794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7443289080938527794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-made-this.html' title='I Made This....'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/R2H3JeWwLII/AAAAAAAABFY/9y2skUFL8ac/s72-c/bearhead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-89564549906367008</id><published>2007-07-22T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:38:31.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for "ation"... no it's not a typo</title><content type='html'>OK, so this is not a NEW picture, but I love the face he is making.  We have spent all weekend&lt;br /&gt;doing wedding invitations.  I should take a picture of them.  I am so pleased with how they have turned out so far.  They are beautiful.  Unfortunately I have been doing them in exclusion to working on my thesis.  I am just avoiding it...I think I need some inspiration or motivation or some other "ation" word...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RqPQR62VnBI/AAAAAAAAABE/IqrQtAHbVT8/s1600-h/100_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RqPQR62VnBI/AAAAAAAAABE/IqrQtAHbVT8/s320/100_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-89564549906367008?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/89564549906367008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=89564549906367008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/89564549906367008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/89564549906367008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/07/looking-for-ation-no-its-not-typo.html' title='Looking for &quot;ation&quot;... no it&apos;s not a typo'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RqPQR62VnBI/AAAAAAAAABE/IqrQtAHbVT8/s72-c/100_2002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-4839476920383553940</id><published>2007-07-11T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:38:31.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sit on this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RpVmpTHll5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ytpFh_ubjJE/s1600-h/disney+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RpVmpTHll5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ytpFh_ubjJE/s320/disney+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my random photo of the day.  It's a chair.  Pretty cool eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-4839476920383553940?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4839476920383553940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=4839476920383553940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4839476920383553940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4839476920383553940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/07/sit-on-this.html' title='Sit on this!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RpVmpTHll5I/AAAAAAAAAA8/ytpFh_ubjJE/s72-c/disney+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-6157654851444567158</id><published>2007-07-09T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T19:01:45.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q of P</title><content type='html'>The Queen of Procrastination.  That should be my new title.  I am supposed to be working on my final project for school and I just don't want to.  I did a little today but... I am so done with school.  So done.  I am also the queen of depression tonight.  Blah blah blah... maybe it's the heat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-6157654851444567158?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6157654851444567158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=6157654851444567158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/6157654851444567158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/6157654851444567158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/07/q-of-p.html' title='Q of P'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-1992446381085725727</id><published>2007-07-03T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:38:32.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A visitor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/Ror6TzHll4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/auMMBJU2O2o/s1600-h/dc+and+5+years+145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/Ror6TzHll4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/auMMBJU2O2o/s320/dc+and+5+years+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I came home from the grocery store today and this littel guy was sitting on the wall outside my door.  It was sp beautiful that I just had to photograph it.  I am going to take it as a sign of good things to come.  Dragonflies are my talisman these days.  They are so beautiful and free... sometimes I wish I could fly away like a dragonfly.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-1992446381085725727?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1992446381085725727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=1992446381085725727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/1992446381085725727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/1992446381085725727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/07/visitor.html' title='A visitor...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/Ror6TzHll4I/AAAAAAAAAA0/auMMBJU2O2o/s72-c/dc+and+5+years+145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-5075384831645543380</id><published>2007-05-15T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:38:32.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just what I needed...</title><content type='html'>As I was walking to my&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkpMVlGQnGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/13P6rJDwx_I/s1600-h/P1010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkpMVlGQnGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/13P6rJDwx_I/s320/P1010171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; car yesterday morning, I came across a black cat that looked very much like my little Pepper.  I stopped and greeted the little darling and he jumped to rub against my legs.  I knelt down and played with this little cat for a few moments, but I really had to get to work.  I could not help but think of Pepper and I felt that in some strange way the two cats were connected.  I got in my car and felt very happy.  AND... as I was checking the mail this morning, the cat made another appearance. This time, I he came up to me and simply rubbed against my legs!  That little cat really made my week.  I don't buy the whole black cat crossing your path is bad luck thing.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-5075384831645543380?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/5075384831645543380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=5075384831645543380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/5075384831645543380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/5075384831645543380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-what-i-needed.html' title='Just what I needed...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkpMVlGQnGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/13P6rJDwx_I/s72-c/P1010171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-6311233308033926150</id><published>2007-05-11T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T14:34:22.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post...</title><content type='html'>I was experimenting with Picasa... that is my explanation for the previous post... more to come later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-6311233308033926150?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6311233308033926150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=6311233308033926150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/6311233308033926150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/6311233308033926150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-post.html' title='The last post...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-4338552860475678758</id><published>2007-05-11T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:38:32.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and the Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTggv18XYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A-hQOCxdxJQ/s1600-h/disney+316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTggv18XYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A-hQOCxdxJQ/s320/disney+316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTggv18XZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OABzxyXKIi4/s1600-h/disney+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTggv18XZI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OABzxyXKIi4/s320/disney+317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTgg_18XaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1Ro3nxJ29MI/s1600-h/disney+322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTgg_18XaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/1Ro3nxJ29MI/s320/disney+322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-4338552860475678758?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4338552860475678758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=4338552860475678758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4338552860475678758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4338552860475678758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/05/me-and-boys.html' title='Me and the Boys'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h6OBUdbPIwo/RkTggv18XYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A-hQOCxdxJQ/s72-c/disney+316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-4841006438218077110</id><published>2007-04-25T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T18:08:07.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographs</title><content type='html'>I love looking at photos.  Especially interesting ones.  I wish I had a really sweet camera and that I had gobs of time to just go out and take interesting photos.  Looking at a strangers photos is the best.  Sometimes I like to go to Google Images and search for random things.  You can find ramdom vacation photos, family photos, photos of weddings, birthdays... almost anything you can think of.  I like to try to put stories to the pictures or think about what is going on around the picture.  It's a brief moment in time that is forever captured, no matter how fleeting the actual moment was. &lt;br /&gt;I am in the process of collecting pictures of family members.  I am trying to create a special project to honor our parents, grandparents and great-grandparents on their wedding day.  I spent some time with my mother and grandmother after my great-grandmother, Emma passed away.  We found this very 60's looking picture album that was loaded with all kinds of photographic gems.  I found a picture of my great-grandmother from before she got married and it was  like looking in a mirror!  I also saw pictures of my great-great grandmother.  I actually knew her.  She passed away when I was 6 years old.  Photos of my family remind me of how very lucky I am.  I have been surrounded by some very strong women and I take a lot of strength from that today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-4841006438218077110?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4841006438218077110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=4841006438218077110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4841006438218077110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4841006438218077110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/photographs.html' title='Photographs'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-8179686898400622251</id><published>2007-04-24T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T16:49:17.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris...</title><content type='html'>Oui, Paris.  Chris and I finalized our honeymoon today.  We are leaving the Monday after the wedding for 7 nights and 8 days in Paris.  It's so romantic is it almost cliche.  We are staying at a beautiful hotel in the Opera district.  Ahh... November in Paris.  Strolls on the quai, visiting the Louvre, Versailles and the Musee D'Orsay.  It will undoubtedly be cool weather-wise, but I am sure I won't even feel it... I will be too insanely happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-8179686898400622251?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8179686898400622251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=8179686898400622251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/8179686898400622251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/8179686898400622251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/04/paris.html' title='Paris...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-3348242728512640920</id><published>2007-03-25T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T05:37:25.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative Buzz...</title><content type='html'>My very good friends Steve and Lisa got married last night.  I have to say that it was perhaps the most fun I have ever had at a wedding.  I danced a lot and I don't dance so much.  It just felt good to move. &lt;br /&gt;So this morning was to be my "sleep in" morning.  Finally.  After three weeks of having to do something in the morning, I have a whole day with a blank slate.  And what did I do??? My body woke up at 8:00 am!  And now I am wide awake, but I am feeling very creative.  I feel another edition of the Aisle Files coming on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-3348242728512640920?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3348242728512640920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=3348242728512640920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/3348242728512640920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/3348242728512640920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/creative-buzz.html' title='Creative Buzz...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-7220011924578065438</id><published>2007-03-22T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:49:19.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musicorexic...</title><content type='html'>I cannot remember the last time I did music for me.  It has been a terribly empty part of my life for the past few years.  All day long, I make music for other people.  Yes I sing, yes I play, but it is different than doing it for yourself.  It is almost like a chef who works around food all day who neglects to eat anything himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-7220011924578065438?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7220011924578065438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=7220011924578065438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7220011924578065438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/7220011924578065438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/musicorexic.html' title='Musicorexic...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-4412484985769905079</id><published>2007-03-16T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T11:10:57.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day...</title><content type='html'>Today, I was supposed to have class.   The universe transpired against us and we were in class for only 2 1/2 hours.   I already cleared my schedule for the day, the roads are bad and now, I actually have time to relax.  What a concept!  At last a break from my chaos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-4412484985769905079?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4412484985769905079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=4412484985769905079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4412484985769905079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/4412484985769905079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761757846081140445.post-630901511053266084</id><published>2007-03-15T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T18:50:26.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting...</title><content type='html'>Because Cheila said so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761757846081140445-630901511053266084?l=elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/feeds/630901511053266084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3761757846081140445&amp;postID=630901511053266084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/630901511053266084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761757846081140445/posts/default/630901511053266084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elizabethsnotes.blogspot.com/2007/03/starting.html' title='Starting...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13203836943036130955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
