<?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-4346841375288898171</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:23:53.205-05:00</updated><category term='coffee'/><category term='my life'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Studio D News</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-1615486412371667611</id><published>2008-02-25T20:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T20:30:01.568-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Why I love being a Grannie!</title><content type='html'>Transcript of and IM Between Daughter #2 and I about GS (grandson):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2:oh... btw... i had a politics discussion with my 4 1/2 year old this am ... was quite amusing.  The boys (in the car pool) were asking about the presidents.. or a couple of them anyway.. and we were talking about George Washington.&lt;br /&gt;Then they got dropped off at their school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GS: "Can you tell me about that guy"&lt;br /&gt;#2: Who?&lt;br /&gt;GS:  "The pwessnt guy"&lt;br /&gt;#2: I giggled and said the president?&lt;br /&gt;GS:  Yes!&lt;br /&gt;#2: George Washington&lt;br /&gt;GS: he asked who the guy was now, since I said he wasn't the present now.&lt;br /&gt;#2: President.. and George Bush&lt;br /&gt;GS:  Where does the bushy goge guy live?&lt;br /&gt;#2:  The white house which is a very, very big house.&lt;br /&gt;GS:  then asked what he did?&lt;br /&gt;#2:  Makes all the big decisions for our whole entire country.&lt;br /&gt;GS:  WOW! Can he come to our house to see me?&lt;br /&gt;#2:  No babe.. because he is in charge of so much they are afraid that people might hurt him. So everywhere he goes, he has to be with police officers.. lots of them&lt;br /&gt;GS:  (dead serious) MOMMY!! I would NEVER hurt peoples!!!&lt;br /&gt;#2:  I know .. but they don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;GS:  Well mommy I don't hurt  people........&lt;br /&gt;little pause....&lt;br /&gt;GS:  So can I go play at his house with him then?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daughter said: It was so damn cute though, explaining the first, and current presidents to my almost 5 yr old.  Not can i watch Rolie Pollie Ollie...?&lt;br /&gt;but who's the president and can i meet him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, Grandkids are the best way to grow people!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-1615486412371667611?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/1615486412371667611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=1615486412371667611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/1615486412371667611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/1615486412371667611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-i-love-being-grannie.html' title='Why I love being a Grannie!'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-6085327818681246726</id><published>2008-01-02T16:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T16:14:52.044-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Like Cats and Dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R3wL-_fiX4I/AAAAAAAAAug/0LpIuLCFChY/s1600-h/studiod+(75).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R3wL-_fiX4I/AAAAAAAAAug/0LpIuLCFChY/s320/studiod+(75).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151005250628509570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never visited my home then I should give you a warning.  I live in the country in a two story Victorian house.  The house is located on our farm and we raise cattle right now.  In the past we've had quarter horses, chickens, geese and turkeys.  Living on a farm requires an active cat population and they are asked to reside outside and work for their living (i.e.  Catch Mice!)  We also raise and love Labrador Retrievers. These move easily between the outside and inside of the house.  They are great pets, even if a grandbaby or two isn't quiet sure about them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this announcement in a great yarn forum I belong to called &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;.  It had be rolling with laughter most of the afternoon.  Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - nose height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dogs and Cats,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs and cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time, there is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years --canine or feline attendance is not required&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog or cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit &amp; Like to Complain About Our Pets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. They live here. You don't.&lt;br /&gt;   2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. (That's why they call it "fur"niture.)&lt;br /&gt;   3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.&lt;br /&gt;   4. To you, it's an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember: Dogs and cats are better than kids because they:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Eat less&lt;br /&gt;   2. Don't ask for money all the time&lt;br /&gt;   3. Are easier to train&lt;br /&gt;   4. Normally come when called&lt;br /&gt;   5. Never ask to drive the car&lt;br /&gt;   6. Don't hang out with drug-using friends&lt;br /&gt;   7. Don't smoke or drink&lt;br /&gt;   8. Don't have to buy the latest fashions&lt;br /&gt;   9. Don't want to wear your clothes&lt;br /&gt;  10. Don't need a gazillion dollars for college, and...&lt;br /&gt;  11. If they get pregnant, you can sell their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-6085327818681246726?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6085327818681246726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=6085327818681246726&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/6085327818681246726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/6085327818681246726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2008/01/like-cats-and-dogs.html' title='Like Cats and Dogs'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R3wL-_fiX4I/AAAAAAAAAug/0LpIuLCFChY/s72-c/studiod+(75).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-6440991624430387191</id><published>2007-12-26T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:19:21.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Ode to Starbuck Peppermint Mocha</title><content type='html'>Tis the season to drink and be merry!!   So here I present to you my photo nod to all things perfect - the Starbucks Peppermint Mocha - true perfection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2138908632_eec4558d35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2138908632_eec4558d35.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new Dark Chocolate (yup you read that right - DARK) iced peppermint mocha frappuccino:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2138092469_d43c417869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 220px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2304/2138092469_d43c417869.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next year, you can increase your Starbucks love by searching for these lovely village decorations!!  It's just too too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/2138872070_fdd903d590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 220px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/2138872070_fdd903d590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even a hand cart!  I so need one of these outside my business year round (just a tad larger though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2138872124_3a8fcef272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;height: 220px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2371/2138872124_3a8fcef272.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still need more, try this &lt;a href="http://www.singleserveespresso.com/archives/2006/11/peppermint_mocha_recipe.php"&gt;Peppermint Mocha Recipe&lt;/a&gt; I found on-line and you too might become a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barista"&gt;barista&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-6440991624430387191?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6440991624430387191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=6440991624430387191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/6440991624430387191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/6440991624430387191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/ode-to-starbuck-peppermint-mocha.html' title='Ode to Starbuck Peppermint Mocha'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2367/2138908632_eec4558d35_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-4120432849501826597</id><published>2007-12-20T11:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:06:22.731-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Cookie Got Cutter-ed</title><content type='html'>There is a wonderful little children's hair studio that really too cute to avoid.  It's a national chain called &lt;a href="http://www.haircutsarefun.com/"&gt;Cookie Cutters&lt;/a&gt; and if you have little ones you really must try it.  They have unique little cars and trains for little folks to sit in while getting their cuts and a movie/game setup at each station.  The results, tearless haircuts and great photo opportunities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2124590029_d1296d89a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2124590029_d1296d89a3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2124589987_5c97934bbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2124589987_5c97934bbe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2341/2125363522_87cba67c80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2341/2125363522_87cba67c80.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2377/2124590005_d9b3f2d1f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2377/2124590005_d9b3f2d1f4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now doesn't that Sweet little Cookie just look sweet enough to kiss?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-4120432849501826597?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/4120432849501826597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=4120432849501826597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/4120432849501826597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/4120432849501826597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/cookie-got-cutter-ed.html' title='Cookie Got Cutter-ed'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2042/2124590029_d1296d89a3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-534015624698015410</id><published>2007-12-19T13:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:06:35.799-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>All My Friends are Flakes</title><content type='html'>Got to love interactive projects.  You know those times when you should be doing something serious and find yourself helpless surfing the web.   Heres a fun &lt;a href="http://snowflakes.barkleyus.com/"&gt;Snowflake Creator&lt;/a&gt; that allows you to cut up a sheet of paper like we did in grade school and preview and save a virtual paper copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my latest masterpiece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/2124759235_a29e1ef93f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/2124759235_a29e1ef93f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come on, all my flaky friends, make your own and send me a link to yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-534015624698015410?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/534015624698015410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=534015624698015410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/534015624698015410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/534015624698015410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-my-friends-are-flakes.html' title='All My Friends are Flakes'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/2124759235_a29e1ef93f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-493720802597241237</id><published>2007-12-17T16:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:07:04.745-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Push My Buttons</title><content type='html'>I'm the luckiest woman on earth today.   And I get to push my own buttons - that is if I want a nice toasty warm ride and I get outside within 20 minutes of pushing it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the morning happily knitting in the Ford Dealership waiting room having my Christmas Gift installed.   A REMOTE CAR STARTER!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R2a8KIDiYCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7C-qtv1y0fA/s320/photo-776659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R2a8KIDiYCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7C-qtv1y0fA/s320/photo-776659.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they just beautiful!!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in early days of TV, there used to be a cartoon of a dog who bounced around and then floated slowly to earth when he got a bone.   I so-o-o-o know the feeling.  Who knew that pushing my buttons would be so great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-493720802597241237?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/493720802597241237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=493720802597241237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/493720802597241237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/493720802597241237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/push-my-buttons.html' title='Push My Buttons'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R2a8KIDiYCI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7C-qtv1y0fA/s72-c/photo-776659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-6311985020065879667</id><published>2007-12-03T14:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:07:44.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Land of OZ just got better</title><content type='html'>There are many ways to skip down to the land of OZ.  Here's one way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R1RsoqqXE8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/kcgGGV63_W0/s1600-R/oz-merg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R1RsoqqXE8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/HQtlYafbU0I/s320/oz-merg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139852520639108034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't the type to dress-up, I'd recommend watching the new mini-series on Sci-Fi channel, call "Tin Man".  It aired last night and runs for three nights I believe.   It's very, very good.  Great twist on the classic story line, beautifully shot, and pure fun for the older crowd.  I don't believe this will work for the younger kids in your house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sneak peak &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Sjnie-aqYw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Sjnie-aqYw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/4346841375288898171-6311985020065879667?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/6311985020065879667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=6311985020065879667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/6311985020065879667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/6311985020065879667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/12/land-of-oz-just-got-better.html' title='The Land of OZ just got better'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R1RsoqqXE8I/AAAAAAAAAqg/HQtlYafbU0I/s72-c/oz-merg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-8518207497209796223</id><published>2007-11-29T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:07:44.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Thing I Learned Today</title><content type='html'>I don't want to forget these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  + &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I am Becoming My Mom&lt;/span&gt; - I remember the surprising day when my very intelligent and crafty Mom started to ask me for suggestions and advice.  It didn't phase me the first few times but when it got to be a regular event, I started to notice that maybe my Mom was getting older.   I have reached that point in my life recently as I've begun to lean more heavily on my two daughters for input and direction.   I've also learned that I like it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  +  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I Like People&lt;/span&gt; - I'm one of those people persons, the type that talks to waiters, sales clerks and people standing in line with me.  It also means I seem to develop relationships with some of them and that some remember me.   Today my Postal Gal actually brought me a jar candle as a Christmas gift.  She said the scent reminded her of me and my office.  Aren't people the greatest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  +  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Kids Like Me&lt;/span&gt; - This morning I had a short IM chat with one of my daughters before I left for work and it seemed to start both our days in a good direction.  Then I came to work and get to talk to my other daughter thru IM through-out the day. I have a blessed life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  +  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Outside Temperature Matters&lt;/span&gt;  -  When you spend your days at a Heating and Cooling Co. and the temperature drops, you will spend a whole lot more time on the  phone and  far less time on-line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  +  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Into Every Life some Gas must Flow&lt;/span&gt; - Even if your all time favorite meal is Liver and Onions, if you eat too big a portion - it can cause gas.  This is true despite the fact that you could be voted the least likely person in the world to ever 'pass wind'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  +  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grumpy People Suck&lt;/span&gt; - No matter how sweet and nice you are, always remember that grumpy people are grumpy.  And that just plan sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  +  &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Spell Checkers don't Proof Read&lt;/span&gt; - You can't count on a spell checker to proof read everything, like if you've added the correct phrase, if you've used a plural form or if your writing makes sense.  Also, sometimes the proofing takes longer than the writing of a post and accept the fact that you will still find errors later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-8518207497209796223?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/8518207497209796223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=8518207497209796223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/8518207497209796223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/8518207497209796223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/11/thing-i-learned-today.html' title='Thing I Learned Today'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-310642834302963602</id><published>2007-11-16T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:07:44.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Words of Advice</title><content type='html'>When my mail lady (sorry, Mail Person) came in this morning at work, she &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have the box of goodies I'd been expecting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her, "Well, that just pisses me off!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her reply?  "Well, that's better than being pissed on!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well............ that's advice I hadn't expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just have to wait until Monday.  I'll be dry but I'll be waiting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-310642834302963602?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/310642834302963602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=310642834302963602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/310642834302963602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/310642834302963602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/11/words-of-advice.html' title='Words of Advice'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4346841375288898171.post-4846050267657498492</id><published>2007-11-14T10:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:07:44.943-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Maya Angelou's on Womanhood</title><content type='html'>Be reminded of what it means to be a women, and remember not to forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough money within her control to move out &lt;br /&gt;and rent a place of her own, &lt;br /&gt;even if she never wants to or needs to... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something perfect to wear if the employer, &lt;br /&gt;or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a youth she's content to leave behind.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a past juicy enough that she's looking forward to &lt;br /&gt;retelling it in her old age.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets her cry... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, &lt;br /&gt;and a recipe for a meal, &lt;br /&gt;that will make her guests feel honored... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a feeling of control over her destiny... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to fall in love without losing herself.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to quit a job, &lt;br /&gt;break up with a lover, &lt;br /&gt;and confront a friend without; &lt;br /&gt;ruining the friendship... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that she can't change the length of her calves, &lt;br /&gt;the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that her childhood may not have been perfect...but it's over... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what she would and wouldn't do for love or more... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;how to live alone... even if she doesn't like it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom she can trust, &lt;br /&gt;whom she can't, &lt;br /&gt;and why she shouldn't take it personally... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where to go... &lt;br /&gt;be it to her best friend's kitchen table.. &lt;br /&gt;or a charming Inn in the woods... &lt;br /&gt;when her soul needs soothing... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What she can and can't accomplish in a day... &lt;br /&gt;a month...and a year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4346841375288898171-4846050267657498492?l=studiodnews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/feeds/4846050267657498492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4346841375288898171&amp;postID=4846050267657498492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/4846050267657498492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4346841375288898171/posts/default/4846050267657498492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://studiodnews.blogspot.com/2007/11/maya-angelous-poem.html' title='Maya Angelou&apos;s on Womanhood'/><author><name>Diane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09050619172885004428</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_obtRMT3BmuA/R6IJe_BS5UI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/cyWzlmmzwV0/S220/StudioDLoftPaint_17.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
