<?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-4623406647095283920</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:01:32.625-07:00</updated><category term='home'/><category term='running'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='photography'/><category term='random facts'/><category term='Lazy Sunday'/><category term='inspirations'/><category term='crafty'/><category term='family'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Embracing Imperfection</title><subtitle type='html'>it's about embracing an imperfect life in a perfect way</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5891403157153312031</id><published>2009-09-27T13:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:07:56.518-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I'm moving</title><content type='html'>over to typepad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rockinart.typepad.com/rockin-art/"&gt;come over for a visit!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5891403157153312031?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5891403157153312031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5891403157153312031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5891403157153312031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5891403157153312031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-moving.html' title='I&apos;m moving'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4593504138407273072</id><published>2009-09-09T08:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:13:57.832-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>I'm so ready. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was crisp and cool this morning.  58 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Threw on a brown sweater and big earings. yay!&lt;br /&gt;Stopped to get some pumpkin spice yummyness.  mmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Morgan brought be zuchinni and tomatoes from her garden.&lt;br /&gt;Planning an excursion into the canyons when the leaves start to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ready for autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4593504138407273072?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4593504138407273072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4593504138407273072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4593504138407273072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4593504138407273072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-309567690253839468</id><published>2009-09-07T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:15:02.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Ah Ha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I feel like today was productive.  Not that getting up and going to work wasn't productive.  But this was good for me.  I made a complete mess of my workspace.  I think I could use another table.  Or a real desk. (if only I were a real boy...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SqXLDDwu10I/AAAAAAAABEQ/13-9azAXibU/s400/IMG_0191.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378928583373674306" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've seen a few of these things floating around the internet.  I finally looked at one really good this afternoon and thought, I can do that!  So I did it.  Ha!  It needs a few test runs to see how it holds up.  And since this is the first one, it's not very good quality.  But there is always something sentimental about the first one.  Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SqXLDuJKdBI/AAAAAAAABEY/hQgWaxuW1h8/s400/IMG_0192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378928594750436370" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's about it for now.  Got some ideas plugging along for my school projects.  And I've successfully procrastinated my reading one more day.  Yay me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-309567690253839468?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/309567690253839468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=309567690253839468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/309567690253839468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/309567690253839468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/ah-ha.html' title='Ah Ha!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SqXLDDwu10I/AAAAAAAABEQ/13-9azAXibU/s72-c/IMG_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4508301205529363245</id><published>2009-09-07T15:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:28:57.522-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>I don't really feel like recapping the last little bit.  Just know it's been busy and quite stressful.  Things seem to letting up a bit, so I'm just moving forward.  No looking back.  I made it through the rain.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a holiday.  Or so they tell me.  I had to work.  But not a full day, only 5 hours.  Which is fine.  I guess.  I'll have Friday off instead.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with my free time today I did a (tiny) bit of shopping, moved my bookcase, rearranged in the office a little bit, and now I'm on to artwork for my next printing project.  It's not due for a couple weeks, but I have an idea buzzing around and I have time, (plus I'm procrastinating some reading) so I thought I would tackle the general graphics and get around to the rest of it later.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While moving the bookcase into the office I unearthed some CDs I haven't listened to in a LONG while.  I pulled them out of the collection and loaded them onto the computer.  So now, I'm listening to The Cure.  Which makes me laugh.  I got the CD Y-E-A-R-S ago because I recognized the name, not really knowing much about them.  And needless to say, I didn't get the music.  Chalked the purchase up to a waste of money and shelved the CD.  Today I wondered if I would have the same reaction to the album, but it turns out my tastebuds have grown up.  I'm kind of enjoying it this time around.  Huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I feel like jabbering about for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4508301205529363245?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4508301205529363245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4508301205529363245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4508301205529363245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4508301205529363245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/09/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7663826462393373676</id><published>2009-08-30T09:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:37:39.926-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sunday again &amp; lots to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Spqab9eaBcI/AAAAAAAABEA/KibU9iKi0yc/s1600-h/_MG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Spqab9eaBcI/AAAAAAAABEA/KibU9iKi0yc/s400/_MG_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375778910369351106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have no motivation to get the last of my stuff done.  But I can't put it off anymore, Work + school tomorrow or the rest of the week.  No free time again until Thursday night.  I'm hoping things chill out a little bit after this week.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My car registration is due this month.  Like, tomorrow.  I took the car in last Monday to get the safety and emission checked.  Passed safety, failed emissions.  Great.  They told me it was the O2 sensor.  So I took the car to the shop yesterday.  They ran diagnostics and turns out it was the catalytic converter.  So 5 hours and a hundreds of dollars later, the car is fixed.  Now I have to drive it a bunch so the computer resets, run the emissions test again, and get to the DMV to pay my registration on time.  That's what I get for procrastinating the test in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday starts the second week of school.  Have to find some art work and do the extra credit project for class Monday night.  And while I'm at the school Monday I need to return my communications book and pick up the right one.  And then read 25 pages for class Tuesday morning.  I don't think I really know what I got myself into signing up for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sitting at the shop for 5 hours yesterday I was pretty beat, worn out, and just plain crabby.  So I didn't run any errands.  Which means today I have to do laundry, do returns at Target, and get a couple food items to last the rest of the week.  Which mostly means, I have to leave the apartment.  Which I don't like doing on Sunday.  Especially when my favorite clothes are dirty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now.  I'm off to find some motivation to get my stuff done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7663826462393373676?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7663826462393373676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7663826462393373676&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7663826462393373676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7663826462393373676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/sunday-again-lots-to-do.html' title='Sunday again &amp; lots to do'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Spqab9eaBcI/AAAAAAAABEA/KibU9iKi0yc/s72-c/_MG_0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7112293307913748596</id><published>2009-08-23T12:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:06:08.789-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Eeek!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SpGE9CNcvKI/AAAAAAAABD4/bojlJKSRxCs/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.86475783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SpGE9CNcvKI/AAAAAAAABD4/bojlJKSRxCs/s400/il_fullxfull.86475783.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373222014529879202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I cannot express to you how excited I am about this purchase!!!  How fun is this!!???!?? I can hardly wait the 3 weeks for shipping.  It's traveling from Canada and I can hardly wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7112293307913748596?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7112293307913748596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7112293307913748596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7112293307913748596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7112293307913748596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeek.html' title='Eeek!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SpGE9CNcvKI/AAAAAAAABD4/bojlJKSRxCs/s72-c/il_fullxfull.86475783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-838358396792957783</id><published>2009-08-23T11:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T11:24:46.169-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hi-lo again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SpF6ltDRIqI/AAAAAAAABDw/kzV7ZBpRhVM/s1600-h/IMG_0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SpF6ltDRIqI/AAAAAAAABDw/kzV7ZBpRhVM/s400/IMG_0149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373210618596762274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there.  I've been away for awhile because there just hasn't been much to talk about.  Not much going on that is good and positive that is worth repeating.  Not too much negative either, please don't freak out.  It's just work and stress is all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did apply to Salt Lake Community College this week.  Classes start next week so I'm not sure if everything will fall into place for this semester.  If not, I'm all lined up to take classes in the spring. I decided that I shouldn't put it off, no matter how much it freaks me out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting my hair cut this week.  Made an appointment and everything.  First time going to a real salon in MANY years.  I'm kind of excited about it.  Y'know, the whole wash your hair and style because it's included in the cost, which is way more so they should do it anyway?  That kind of place.  Yay!  Not planning on changing very much, no color this time around.  Just looking to change the shape up a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just noticing how long my nails are.  How in the world did I miss that?  Kinda hard to type right now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to the SLC Cemetery at dusk.  Went there on a field trip this week with a photo club I just joined. (it was very overwhelming and I've realized I really don't know very much but I'll go again next time.)  By the time we all got there and got going with the picture taking it was too dark for my equipment (i forgot my tripod) and then my battery died.  Curses!  So I'm going to head up again to try out a few things. I guess I'll find out if I'm good enough to make it work.  The picture at the top is from that field trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright.  I think that's all I have.  Kind of a lot for nothing going on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-838358396792957783?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/838358396792957783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=838358396792957783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/838358396792957783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/838358396792957783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-lo-again.html' title='hi-lo again'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SpF6ltDRIqI/AAAAAAAABDw/kzV7ZBpRhVM/s72-c/IMG_0149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8930044905704273818</id><published>2009-08-08T09:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:18:05.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>another week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sn2XHPp3k-I/AAAAAAAABDo/27SfO3R42kM/s1600-h/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sn2XHPp3k-I/AAAAAAAABDo/27SfO3R42kM/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367612481612518370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed us by.  It's August people.  August!!  I cannot believe how fast the year has gone by.  My mind is spinning with the ridiculousness of it all.  Whatever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, lots to get done today.  Errands to run, things to return, people to see, places to go.  Doesn't help that I had been planning on doing 1 or 2 of them last night after work and didn't.  Humph.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A 'cold' front has moved into the valley.  The trees are moving in the wind and it should top out at a very comfortable 70 degrees today.  I'm thinking about breaking out the pants and skipping the shorts today.  Isn't that crazy?  It may be beautiful outside but the stores have on the AC and it's cold in there people!!  Sheesh.  We'll see how I feel when it's time for all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that's all I have for today.  Have a beautiful and fun filled weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8930044905704273818?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8930044905704273818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8930044905704273818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8930044905704273818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8930044905704273818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-week.html' title='another week'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sn2XHPp3k-I/AAAAAAAABDo/27SfO3R42kM/s72-c/IMG_0035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3356800572184575545</id><published>2009-08-02T10:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:25:26.196-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy Sunday'/><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SnW9q8PPrVI/AAAAAAAABDg/UsoTcckc7SI/s1600-h/_MG_0033.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SnW9q8PPrVI/AAAAAAAABDg/UsoTcckc7SI/s400/_MG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365403076504038738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's another sunshineing beautiful day.  I was planning on going up the canyon this morning, not feeling super motivated about it right now.  Maybe later when I get bored.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-3356800572184575545?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3356800572184575545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3356800572184575545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3356800572184575545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3356800572184575545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SnW9q8PPrVI/AAAAAAAABDg/UsoTcckc7SI/s72-c/_MG_0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7683543892486968012</id><published>2009-08-01T09:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T18:14:29.786-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hi there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SnRgo5f3nfI/AAAAAAAABDY/67Q5RtiCU4A/s1600-h/_MG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SnRgo5f3nfI/AAAAAAAABDY/67Q5RtiCU4A/s400/_MG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365019311850626546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last weekend was Pioneer Day.  We had work off and I very much enjoyed the long weekend.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feels like it's been an eternity since then.  Very up and down for me this week.  Though, it ended on a high note and that makes a difference.  It's work work work and more work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a box of new crayons and a new coloring book.  I read in a magazine somewhere that coloring helps to wind down and relax.  So I thought I would give it a try.  Works wonders!  I've colored feverishly through my first book and some old crayons I had in a box somewhere.  I've decided it was worth the purchase and spend $3 and some change on a new book and box of 64 colors.  Don't judge, just give it a try.  You'll love it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm staring another weekend in the face now.  I'm lining up some errands for this afternoon and an adventure for tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7683543892486968012?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7683543892486968012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7683543892486968012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7683543892486968012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7683543892486968012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-last-weekend-was-pioneer-day.html' title='hi there'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SnRgo5f3nfI/AAAAAAAABDY/67Q5RtiCU4A/s72-c/_MG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-1666431551574833302</id><published>2009-07-26T09:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T10:52:32.971-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkrXHqIOiI/AAAAAAAABDI/CxdIQ8Yo0SQ/s1600-h/_MG_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkrXHqIOiI/AAAAAAAABDI/CxdIQ8Yo0SQ/s400/_MG_0032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361864507554019874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's another beautiful day in this part of the world. I won't be lazy today, places to go, things to get done. I am enjoying this too-warm-weather. My music is turned up, fresh veggies to eat, and a small bit of motivation to get it all done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling a field trip coming on.  Today is the perfect day for it too.  I'm off to the canyon with my camera set on black and white.  Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-1666431551574833302?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1666431551574833302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=1666431551574833302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1666431551574833302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1666431551574833302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/lazy-sunday_26.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkrXHqIOiI/AAAAAAAABDI/CxdIQ8Yo0SQ/s72-c/_MG_0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-59789281099741159</id><published>2009-07-25T15:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T15:47:32.835-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I do not talk to strangers, but they talk to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I finally went to the Farmer's Market in Pioneer Park this morning.  Since yesterday was a holiday, Pioneer Day, I had a long weekend and needed something to take up some time and a reason to get me out of the house.  Carla suggested we go to the Farmer's Market.  And since I've been wanting to head downtown to go, I agreed.  We were to meet at the Gateway and then walk the 2 blocks to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take Trax.  I've only ridden Trax for any kind of real distance once before, maybe 10 years ago?  So I wanted to try it out.  I wasn't sure how long it would take to get downtown on the train so I made sure to leave in plenty of time to get there.  Except for a strange and somewhat startling outburst from a nice man with a twitch at the station, the ride downtown was uneventful.  Though, I wasn't thinking when I got on and sat down riding backwards.  When I realized what was going on, I tried really hard not to freak out lest I MAKE myself carsick instead of letting it happen if it was gonna.  I made sure to ride facing forward on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Carla, who, true to for, was late.  There were so many people there! I was surprised how crowded it was.  Lots of strollers and dogs.  Lots of crafts, jewelry, produce and homemade yummies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for the perfect mug for a while and I found the perfect one.  I was almost giddy to pay a bit more than I would have to a super nice older lady who handmade the pottery.  She was tickled pink to sell it to me.  It's blue with fish stamped on the outside.  LOVE IT!  It's nice and big plus the handle is big as well and it fits my hands comfortable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't planning on getting any produce while I was there.  But I saw a bunch of green onions that were 18 inches long and smelled soooo good.  I purchased a bundle of about 6 for $1.00.  No kidding!  Also, two ears of corn for $.40 each.  Killer.  The ears are big and the kernels are uniform.  Bonus: it was all picked yesterday.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally, I had wanted to get some flowers from the market.  I finally found a vendor with a good selection.  Then it took me awhile to decide what I wanted to get.  There were mums, lilys, dahlias, zinnias, all in beautiful colors with good strong stems.  But then I saw the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hypericum"&gt;hypericums&lt;/a&gt; and knew that's what I wanted.  I've never seen them in the grocery store and I wanted to get something I wouldn't be able to get just anywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Smt8rKxyf8I/AAAAAAAABDQ/NR9gnP4hF3Q/s400/_MG_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362516862384111554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;After we were done at the market we went back to the Gateway to get lunch to do a couple more errands.  And I'll tell you, 5 people stopped me to find out what plant I was carrying and to ask if they were real.  I've never had so many strangers talk to me, let along STOP me and talk to me.  Crazy. One store employee even pulled me into the back room to show her managers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad the unusual flowers don't attract men like they do women...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-59789281099741159?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/59789281099741159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=59789281099741159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/59789281099741159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/59789281099741159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-do-not-talk-to-strangers-but-they.html' title='I do not talk to strangers, but they talk to me'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Smt8rKxyf8I/AAAAAAAABDQ/NR9gnP4hF3Q/s72-c/_MG_0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2192346889660023542</id><published>2009-07-25T07:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:58:58.361-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>LoveStory meets Viva la Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This moved me to tears.  It's a bit long, 8 minutes or so, but so worth the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-2192346889660023542?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2192346889660023542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2192346889660023542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2192346889660023542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2192346889660023542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/lovestory-meets-viva-la-vida.html' title='LoveStory meets Viva la Vida'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7700077815413021485</id><published>2009-07-23T18:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:54:42.020-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>So it's been awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkGRQOdWRI/AAAAAAAABB8/P46_KgEM1Bw/s1600-h/_MG_0013_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkGRQOdWRI/AAAAAAAABB8/P46_KgEM1Bw/s400/_MG_0013_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361823724844439826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been busy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly work.  But there has been fun in there as well.  Not quite the balance I'm looking for.  But it'll do for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the beginning of another holiday weekend.  And I actually get to take the holiday with everyone else this time.  Woop woop!  Very glad about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been brainstorming.  Just a couple ideas.  To find more balance and enjoyment.  Not sure how it will all play out yet, but I'll try keep ya'll posted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are ALOT of buggies in my apartment.  Yuck!  I'm trying to get over it.  As a friend put it, it's not trying to eat me, lay it's eggs in my ear, or mate with me.  So no biggie.  Right?  Um, sure.  I'm trying to get over it.  Either way, the vacuum is my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling a bit motivated right now, though I'm not sure how to use up the energy.  So I'll be tackling one of my pet projects.  We'll see how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7700077815413021485?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7700077815413021485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7700077815413021485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7700077815413021485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7700077815413021485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-its-been-awhile.html' title='So it&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkGRQOdWRI/AAAAAAAABB8/P46_KgEM1Bw/s72-c/_MG_0013_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2329137831971044712</id><published>2009-07-12T13:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:33:48.537-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lazy Sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK3rj1zlcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/CwCE1H4kEyE/s1600-h/_MG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK3rj1zlcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/CwCE1H4kEyE/s400/_MG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355544865880118722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK3dXAV4UI/AAAAAAAAA-U/n5ohGZ2ceRo/s1600-h/_MG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few Sundays I've taken advantage of my laziness and the sunshine-ing weather.  I headed to the park with a good book and a blanket.  I spend a few hours there under the trees enjoying the breeze and a bit of sunshine on my skin.  It's been glorious!  It's so nice to have a few days to myself to relax and recharge before starting another week.  It's been extra nice to have such good weather.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-2329137831971044712?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2329137831971044712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2329137831971044712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2329137831971044712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2329137831971044712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK3rj1zlcI/AAAAAAAAA-c/CwCE1H4kEyE/s72-c/_MG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-9128757021119472937</id><published>2009-07-11T15:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:33:27.701-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Photo Workshop</title><content type='html'>There is a professional photographer based in Bountiful who offers small classes on various topics. I finally had the chance to take one on Friday. The topic was moving from automatic to manual control. Scary. And definitely something I needed help with.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the result:&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/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkEN1t95KI/AAAAAAAABBw/ohR4MKsYI18/s1600-h/_MG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkEN1t95KI/AAAAAAAABBw/ohR4MKsYI18/s400/_MG_0007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317867538605218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkENQ-snkI/AAAAAAAABBo/KGCVB0NNHm8/s1600-h/_MG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkENQ-snkI/AAAAAAAABBo/KGCVB0NNHm8/s400/_MG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317857676664386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkEND6H76I/AAAAAAAABBg/Ls6JM2hgaf0/s1600-h/_MG_0104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkEND6H76I/AAAAAAAABBg/Ls6JM2hgaf0/s400/_MG_0104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317854167822242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDwOBoXyI/AAAAAAAABBY/KwiLNrSYMhY/s1600-h/_MG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDwOBoXyI/AAAAAAAABBY/KwiLNrSYMhY/s400/_MG_0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317358667456290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDv9uQ9yI/AAAAAAAABBQ/FMsiplB2mjY/s1600-h/_MG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDv9uQ9yI/AAAAAAAABBQ/FMsiplB2mjY/s400/_MG_0100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317354291263266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDvRUfl-I/AAAAAAAABBI/ACr81SeJEV8/s1600-h/_MG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDvRUfl-I/AAAAAAAABBI/ACr81SeJEV8/s400/_MG_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317342372009954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDvCQz8mI/AAAAAAAABBA/o_RdkeD43k4/s1600-h/_MG_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDvCQz8mI/AAAAAAAABBA/o_RdkeD43k4/s400/_MG_0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317338330034786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDu79vqVI/AAAAAAAABA4/auABYkGIUTw/s1600-h/_MG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDu79vqVI/AAAAAAAABA4/auABYkGIUTw/s400/_MG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357317336639449426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDFEDk-3I/AAAAAAAABAw/sAbrSO3350M/s1600-h/_MG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDFEDk-3I/AAAAAAAABAw/sAbrSO3350M/s400/_MG_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357316617256893298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDElGB_qI/AAAAAAAABAo/nfYClEsbjZM/s1600-h/_MG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDElGB_qI/AAAAAAAABAo/nfYClEsbjZM/s400/_MG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357316608945684130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDEQ68aFI/AAAAAAAABAg/QxwvjRG3G84/s1600-h/_MG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDEQ68aFI/AAAAAAAABAg/QxwvjRG3G84/s400/_MG_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357316603530471506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDEHx86UI/AAAAAAAABAY/xdHBIlMbJjs/s1600-h/_MG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDEHx86UI/AAAAAAAABAY/xdHBIlMbJjs/s400/_MG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357316601076836674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDDk4RNuI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cWU-TsGmZX8/s1600-h/_MG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkDDk4RNuI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cWU-TsGmZX8/s400/_MG_0018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357316591708092130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, the outing was more about learning how to use my camera and make it give me the results I wanted.  Instead of taking a picture and hoping I would get something that was editable.  Or being surprised and a bit disappointed when I got home and looked at the images on the computer.  These are all unedited.  Which is huge for me!   A couple of them are a bit dark, but, if I wanted to, they are easily editable.  What a joy!  I got home with 210 pictures, kept 56 of them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-9128757021119472937?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9128757021119472937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=9128757021119472937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/9128757021119472937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/9128757021119472937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/photo-workshop.html' title='Photo Workshop'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlkEN1t95KI/AAAAAAAABBw/ohR4MKsYI18/s72-c/_MG_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7178805233340385127</id><published>2009-07-11T11:56:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T12:28:41.290-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Road Trippin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last month I made the trip to Roosevelt, UT to take some pictures for a co-worker. And what a fun trip it was!&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;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljZLswEEWI/AAAAAAAABAI/os8VNxWJUrQ/s400/_MG_0118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270551771746658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While I was getting myself ready and getting everything together and ready to leave I was wishing I had a sidekick or road trip buddy. But alas, there was not one to be had at that moment. So off I went with my ipod, camera, and tripod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljZLV5_G8I/AAAAAAAABAA/nlS9cIoSPCs/s400/_MG_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357270545639349186" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it took me 15 minutes to put in my contacts that morning. Arg! But I'm better at it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljUMsiyATI/AAAAAAAAA_4/O69lihJgjAQ/s400/_MG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357265071337767218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was about 2 1/2 hour trip and it was rainy almost the whole way. No rain while we were picture taking and eating, and then rainy almost the whole way back. I saw places that I've heard of but never been to. Like Jordanelle, Heber, Strawberry Reservoir, the Uinta Mountains and Basin. It was a beautiful trip. AND, I only had to stop once to go to the bathroom. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljUMbY3X8I/AAAAAAAAA_w/ZZSP-JOsQIo/s400/_MG_0123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357265066732773314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, as I've traveled around this beautiful state of Utah, I've developed the nasty habit of taking pictures while the car is moving.  It used to not be such a big deal because I was never the one driving.  But, now that I'm the driver, BAD habit.  But if I stopped and pulled over everytime I wanted a picture, I would never get to where I'm going.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljUMHkBISI/AAAAAAAAA_o/vPXsM7TZxPs/s400/_MG_0110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357265061410840866" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just need you to know:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I NEVER look through the view finder when I'm driving.  I point in the general direction and shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. It always takes 3-4 urges to take the picture before I actually do it.  I do try to resist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I always take into account road conditions and traffic before I attempt or decide it's a good idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. After I have decided that I am going to take the picture, I take 5-6 shots of what I'm trying to get (while not looking in the view finder).  I delete the majority of the pictures when I get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I only show you the decent ones, not the 7 of the same shot that got the door frame, have a funky reflection, or got the car behind me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljULlNgpoI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Dud89-RG59A/s400/_MG_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357265052189632130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-7178805233340385127?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7178805233340385127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7178805233340385127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7178805233340385127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7178805233340385127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/road-trippin.html' title='Road Trippin&apos;'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SljZLswEEWI/AAAAAAAABAI/os8VNxWJUrQ/s72-c/_MG_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7337516822019243476</id><published>2009-07-09T22:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T22:15:40.436-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>tomorrows</title><content type='html'>I'm off work again tomorrow.  Yay!  Since I had to work both July 3 &amp;amp; July 6 they gave me July 10 off instead.  I guess I'll take  it.  Since I didn't really have a choice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm off to do some MAJOR grocery shopping while no one is at the store.  During the morning hours.  I am out of/need just about everything so this will be a BIG trip.  Which means MANY trips up and down 2 flights of stairs carrying as many grocery bags as my arms can carry and just about collapsing as I crash into the door as I enter the apartment weezing and shaking.  Every time.  Should be a fun trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also participating in a photo workshop tomorrow evening.  I'm super excited about this.  I'll share how it turns out.  This one is going to be more technical and vocab related than the other one I'm taking later this month.  No worries, I'll post results.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about all for now.  I should probably hit the sack even though I don't HAVE to get up tomorrow.  Because I'm not going to work.  Because it's my holiday.  Which means a 3 day weekend.  Yay!  I'm kinda tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7337516822019243476?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7337516822019243476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7337516822019243476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7337516822019243476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7337516822019243476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrows.html' title='tomorrows'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-1499298839382914588</id><published>2009-07-07T21:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:05:06.678-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Hey Karen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlQMxMDK6hI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/gfldXbyJaH0/s1600-h/Photo+31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlQMxMDK6hI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/gfldXbyJaH0/s400/Photo+31.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355919896038009362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you like CRAZY!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-1499298839382914588?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1499298839382914588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=1499298839382914588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1499298839382914588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1499298839382914588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-karen.html' title='Hey Karen!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlQMxMDK6hI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/gfldXbyJaH0/s72-c/Photo+31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3727776961330632484</id><published>2009-07-07T20:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:20:54.847-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>lost and now found plus a project</title><content type='html'>FIRST! A project: I glued a bunch of little&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlQJxdi2t5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/MYecCzHRBtk/s320/Photo+28.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355916602199422866" /&gt; wooden shapes to small round magnets and painted them fun colors.  And, since I hoard things like little wooden shapes and small magnets, the whole thing cost me nothing.  Even better!  Now they are all parading on my fridge cutely serving a purpose.  Yay!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SECOND!  Look what I found!!  Everyone, this is Rosa Doll.  Rosa Doll, this is everyone.  My&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlQJd5HG2_I/AAAAAAAAA_A/f17AwzEElSY/s320/Photo+27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355916266001849330" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; brother Phillip brought Rosa Doll back from Argentina for me.  If I remember correctly, they have a day during the year when all the kids in the village get one of these handmade dolls.  The woman who made mine was named Rosa.  (I could be WAY off on all this.  Feel free to correct my memory.)  I was very young and loved her to pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, when I graduated high school and packed things for storage, into the box she went.  And, TA DA!  Out of the box she came.  She makes me smile when I walk into my space and makes me think of a more simple time.  Ahhh, the memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-3727776961330632484?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3727776961330632484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3727776961330632484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3727776961330632484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3727776961330632484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-and-now-found-plus-project.html' title='lost and now found plus a project'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlQJxdi2t5I/AAAAAAAAA_I/MYecCzHRBtk/s72-c/Photo+28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-949804374112868786</id><published>2009-07-07T16:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:28:32.753-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Bella</title><content type='html'>One of the things I like to do on the side is dog sit.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355542721640561890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK1uv7QfOI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1-RWu9ZP4Vk/s320/_MG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Bella. She's a terrier mix and never EVER runs out of energy. It's a good thing she's small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I sat her I took some pictures of her to give to her human as a surprise. LOVE how they turned out. I'll printing these and handing them over with a huge grin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note: to paint my dresser I used high gloss paint and a sponge roller for "super smooth finish". I used an angled brush to get in the crevices. 2 coats. The knobs are from &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/index.jsp"&gt;Anthropologi&lt;/a&gt;e.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355542710892360562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK1uH4r83I/AAAAAAAAA98/SlhWZ-Ffz_c/s320/_MG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355542722304068562" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK1uyZcy9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/LXN8iI1OmFA/s320/_MG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-949804374112868786?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/949804374112868786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=949804374112868786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/949804374112868786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/949804374112868786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/bella.html' title='Bella'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlK1uv7QfOI/AAAAAAAAA-E/1-RWu9ZP4Vk/s72-c/_MG_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-891958920565806226</id><published>2009-07-06T19:57:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:17:27.253-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Anybody Home?</title><content type='html'>Jeez, who's supposed to update this thing??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My computer had a tantrum for a while so I didn't have anything to post. Well, I did, but I didn't want to do it without pictures. So now that my computer has decided to cooperate again, here I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello.  Did you miss me?  Because I missed me.  I mean you.  I missed you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Below are pictures of the project I undertook whilst on vacation.  It was totally awesome.  And a whole lot easier than I thought it would be.  Yay!  And the finished item totally makes me happy.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sock is a present left to me by the dresser's previous tenant.  I don't remember ever having socks like that, but it could have very well been mine.  But it is indeed proof that dryers are not the only things that eat socks.  Dressers eat them too.  Only to regurgitate them 10 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlKsyP1Ga7I/AAAAAAAAA90/vThlET7xb7s/s320/_MG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355532886139628466" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlKsT9rIldI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PPfLY6fsbv8/s1600-h/_MG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlKsT9rIldI/AAAAAAAAA9c/PPfLY6fsbv8/s320/_MG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355532365869913554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlKsUOpopaI/AAAAAAAAA9k/NaGe0KlYZ30/s320/_MG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355532370427028898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about good for now.  Though I do have more pictures to share.  On the list: Bella and lazy Sunday afternoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-891958920565806226?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/891958920565806226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=891958920565806226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/891958920565806226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/891958920565806226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/07/anybody-home.html' title='Anybody Home?'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SlKsyP1Ga7I/AAAAAAAAA90/vThlET7xb7s/s72-c/_MG_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2900309830142335596</id><published>2009-06-13T20:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T20:26:31.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>the latest</title><content type='html'>a sneeky peeky at my latest project...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SjRftj7KKZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/tmIYW4W9njk/s320/_MG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347003893937744274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-2900309830142335596?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2900309830142335596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2900309830142335596&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2900309830142335596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2900309830142335596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/06/latest.html' title='the latest'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SjRftj7KKZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/tmIYW4W9njk/s72-c/_MG_0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4161639150131005522</id><published>2009-06-11T22:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:28:26.287-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>I've pretty much been on overload for about 3 weeks.  Boy do I need a break!  There is one coming up, it is in sight, so I just need to hang on for 7 more work days and I'll be home free.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm wearing out for the day.  While my tea seeps, I'll share a few thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finally painting my magnets and the frame to the magnet board.  Yay!  I won't get it done this week, unless I do it tomorrow after work.  Which is definitely a possibility. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am picking mom up from the airport Sunday afternoon.  She will be staying Sunday night and I'll take her back to the airport Monday morning on my way in to work.  She's on her way home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously need a pedicure.  My little toes are complaining at me and looking mighty sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I smelled green onions and tasted chocolate at the same time.  What a weird experience!  We are having a potluck at work tomorrow, I'm bringing the brownies and the green onions.  (It's a salad bar. Yum!)  Of course, I forgot about it until this morning and since I went to dinner with the girls after work I'm up late filling the apartment with the wonderful smells of brownies.  Now I'm trying to decide how late I want to stay up and finish.  Or if I should just go to be and get up early.  Still undecided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm loving my contacts.  Because I LOVE wearing sunglasses.  I think I am still getting used to them though.  By the end of the day my eyes are dry and a little bit uncomfortable.  It is strange to be able to see without glasses, and then, all of the sudden, not be able to see without my glasses.  Strange.  I got a call from the eye doc today, my contacts are in and I can pick them up anytime.  I'll just swing by after work tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay day tomorrow.  Yay!  Only a few bills to pay this time around.  I'm hoping to stock up on some grocery items and then sock the rest away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner tonight we all poked around in a couple stores at the Gateway.  Fun!  Had a giggly good time with Morgan and Meichelle.  Wanted to get something cute for the apartment so we headed over to &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/index.jsp"&gt;Anthropologie&lt;/a&gt;.  Fun stuff in there!  Ended up with a super cute &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;_dynSessConf=-6493659027981042171&amp;amp;id=973201&amp;amp;parentid=EAT_COOK&amp;amp;pushId=EAT_COOK&amp;amp;popId=EAT_COOK&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=3&amp;amp;navAction=poppush&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=080"&gt;oil bottle&lt;/a&gt;.  It's already washed and filled and now has a spot on the counter.  Can't wait to use it the next time I cook potatoes! Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work has been brutal for me.  I'm very stressed and there just isn't enough time in the day.  I'm not supposed to have any overtime, but I can't get it all done in 8 hours.  So I choose to get the work done.  The economy sure has turned the business upside-down.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate summer TV.  Nothing on!  Even the reruns of my favorite shows have been replaced with reality and competition shows.  Yick!  So I've been finding other things to keep me busy.  I like it much better anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://www.downtownslc.org/index.htm"&gt;Farmer's Market&lt;/a&gt; season.  Yay!  I hope to hit up the Farmer's Market at least a couple times this summer.  I've only been to one ever and loved it.  I hope this one is fun too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to Roosevelt with weekend to take pictures for Rachel.  I'm pretty excited about it.  I hope the weather holds...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about it.  I've decided, I'm off to bed and will finish the brownies in the morning.  My tea is getting cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4161639150131005522?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4161639150131005522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4161639150131005522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4161639150131005522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4161639150131005522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/06/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3716102838793722433</id><published>2009-06-05T00:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:50:04.966-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>So,</title><content type='html'>it's almost 1 am and I'm wide awake.  I was startled awake by an imaginary spider.  I don't like the fake ones as much as I don't like the real ones.  Because I can't figure out if they are real or not.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's busy over here.  Of course, it doesn't feel busy until I try to sleep.  I'm all bored in the daylight hours, then as soon as the sun goes down and I'm ready for bed my mind is suddenly awake and churning.  Ack!  Not sure how many nights of this I can take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My back is bothering me right now.  Wonder why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some fun activities coming up.  First and foremost, my mommy is coming to visit me tomorrow for the weekend.  Yay!  Then I'm off to Roosevelt to take family pictures for a friend.  Then comes some vacation time at work.  Trying to decide what I'm gonna do with my 6 days away from the office.  I have a couple options, but I'm feeling the crunch of my wallet so I may not go anywhere.  Which is disappointing because I was kinda planning on heading to sunny California.  Y'know, see family, lie on the beach, play in the water.  Which all sounds really nice, but it all costs money too.  We will just have to wait and see what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I don't go to California then I have an opportunity to be a photographer at the &lt;a href="http://www.widowmaker.info/"&gt;Widowmaker Climb&lt;/a&gt; this year.  Kinda intrigued by it, never done an event like that.  Plus, the opportunity to make a little money instead of spending it sounds like a good deal to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally took the plunge and got contacts.  Still getting used to them, but so far so good.  Have a follow-up appointment on monday with the doc and I'll have the girl place the order.  I wanted to wear them for a week before she ordered them to make sure I would be ok with them.  And, since I haven't had any reaction to them and I'm getting better and putting them in and taking them out, I'll give her the go ahead to order.  Hello sunglasses!  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about all my mind is churning about for now.  I'm sure more will come up later...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-3716102838793722433?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3716102838793722433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3716102838793722433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3716102838793722433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3716102838793722433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/06/so.html' title='So,'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-778024172339092627</id><published>2009-05-30T12:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:38:26.165-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>not much better</title><content type='html'>This week I got paid.  Which means I paid the bills.  Which includes the rent.  Ouch.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been focusing on cutting out the excess in my life right now.  Mostly excess spending, but this includes activities that aren't doing much for me.  Like watching TV.  Now who doesn't enjoy an hour or so of completely mindless TV watching?  I love it.  Except that my 1 hour quickly turns into 4-5.  Every day.  Which is too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with the weather turning nice and warm, just the way I like it, and the need to do something different, I've turned off the TV.  It's there if I want to, and it is constantly calling my name.  I love my couch.  But there are other things I could and should be doing with my time.  It's a work in progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I went grocery shopping today.  Since it is payday and also a beautiful Saturday I thought I should get out and run a couple errands.  Returned a couple things from a retail therapy trip the other week.  Yay me!  And stopped at the grocery store on the way home.  Concerned about how much was left in my account after paying the bills, I really tried to put on the list only things that I NEED.  Of course, there is some room for discussion here.  What is actually a necessity??  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, I stuck to my list of milk, eggs, butter, toilet paper, and vegetables.  Everything else is good for at least two more weeks.  I did really well and stuck exactly to my list.  Which is huge for me.  And, while I was at the store, I decided that granola bars were NOT actually a necessity and therefore, I did not buy any.  I did splurge on one item.  Lemons.  Of course, 2 lemons at $.36 each is a splurge well spent.  I also got 2 avocados, which at $.68 a piece is a bit more expensive.  But, those two coupled with the cilantro, onion, and tomato I already have... holy guacamole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bottom line, because I only purchased $27.65 worth of produce, there is still plenty left in the account to get me safely through the next two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray for cutting the excess!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-778024172339092627?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/778024172339092627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=778024172339092627&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/778024172339092627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/778024172339092627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-much-better.html' title='not much better'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2033107531196797947</id><published>2009-05-19T22:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:31:37.426-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Y'know</title><content type='html'>Every once in a while I look at my blog, yes this one, and realize what a humongous nerd I am.  Seriously!  Like anyone gives a flying bean pod about how clean my laundry is, the position of my couch, how green the leaves are out my window, or much I HATE various things.  I mean seriously!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm taking a break for a while.  To come up with something better.  That would at least entertain me.  Which isn't hard, I'm entertained by my own rambling.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good grief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-2033107531196797947?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2033107531196797947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2033107531196797947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2033107531196797947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2033107531196797947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/yknow.html' title='Y&apos;know'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8007970610933219409</id><published>2009-05-15T12:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:43:41.457-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>It's Friday</title><content type='html'>And I like Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making plans today to keep me busy this weekend.  Including some excersise, bill paying, laundry, a new book, and going out.  Plus, maybe some poking around in a thrift store or two.  Keeping it simple and fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also hoping to take some pictures.  Just for fun.  I enjoyed my walk in the canyon last week, it's supposed to be warmer this weekend and I think I'll be heading into the great outdoors again this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is the American Idol finale.  Some of the girls and I are getting together to watch it.  Enter some pizza and it's gonna be a grand time.  Really looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get bored at home in the evenings, which makes me crabby.  Me no likey!  So, I'm hoping to get hopping on some old hobbies this week.  It's been a while since I sent out cards to my peeps, and thinking about paper is making me giddy.  Time to break out the paper cutter and adhesive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been wanting to get some of my organization done in my space.  I'm such a procrastinator that it hasn't been done yet.  I finally washed the HUGE pile of sheets and towels I used for packing.  Time to get them folded and put away.  It's on the list for this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's enough rambling for now.  Enjoy your weekend, I'm sure to enjoy mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8007970610933219409?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8007970610933219409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8007970610933219409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8007970610933219409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8007970610933219409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-709467038860484091</id><published>2009-05-12T20:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:34:39.377-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>another note</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgoxcYlRSzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/czCcqzS-lGM/s1600-h/balloons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgoxcYlRSzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/czCcqzS-lGM/s320/balloons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335131072278645554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is totally making me happy right now.  Can be found &lt;a href="http://www.stylemepretty.com/2009/05/12/smp-lovesballoon-garland/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-709467038860484091?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/709467038860484091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=709467038860484091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/709467038860484091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/709467038860484091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-note.html' title='another note'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgoxcYlRSzI/AAAAAAAAA9E/czCcqzS-lGM/s72-c/balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4173890019506358438</id><published>2009-05-12T20:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:24:24.022-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>enough already</title><content type='html'>So it seems the stressful stuff comes in groups of three.  Or four.  Or... I think I've lost count.  Either way, it needs to stop.  Soon.  Or I'm so gonna lose it.  Emotionally.  And then nap for 4 days to get over it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, we got to go on a field trip at work today.  The admin team left the office for 4 hours.  Yes, FOUR hours.  It was so nice.  We had a picnic in a park, which was so yummy and so nice and so fun.  Then we went miniature golfing.  Which I haven't done in a long time and had so much fun.  And now, I'm slathering on after-sun lotion because girlfriend, I got some sun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which, by the way, is so weird because, seriously, I sunburned unevenly.  What gives!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot to grab my camera this morning when I left, I took it with us to the aviary last year and was so glad I did.  I'm so disappointed I forgot today.  Although, I'm sure everyone doesn't mind at all.  We had a lot of fun razzing each other and laughing.  Good times. Too bad there aren't any pictures to prove it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay day this week.  Yay.  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that everyday when I get home from work I park it on the couch and don't get up until I go to bed.  That's like, 5 hours!  Yick!  So I'm thinking I need a new hobby.  Or at least resurrect one from my closet.  I'm taking suggestions.  Preferably something I can do on the couch.  haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about all for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-4173890019506358438?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4173890019506358438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4173890019506358438&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4173890019506358438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4173890019506358438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/enough-already.html' title='enough already'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-622836592474779745</id><published>2009-05-10T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:04:54.124-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>I spent the morning in the Canyon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddcDvycjI/AAAAAAAAA88/aNGHI2s6hXU/s1600-h/_MG_0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddcDvycjI/AAAAAAAAA88/aNGHI2s6hXU/s320/_MG_0051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335020267106866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddbbtgOcI/AAAAAAAAA80/NKSheBzK6GM/s1600-h/_MG_0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddbbtgOcI/AAAAAAAAA80/NKSheBzK6GM/s320/_MG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335009520105922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sgdda-3TeQI/AAAAAAAAA8s/AOR7nEfAh20/s1600-h/_MG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sgdda-3TeQI/AAAAAAAAA8s/AOR7nEfAh20/s320/_MG_0065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335001776584962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddaXnzAkI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Fj1DNo36Brc/s1600-h/_MG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddaXnzAkI/AAAAAAAAA8k/Fj1DNo36Brc/s320/_MG_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334334991242560066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-622836592474779745?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/622836592474779745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=622836592474779745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/622836592474779745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/622836592474779745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-spent-morning-in-canyon.html' title='I spent the morning in the Canyon.'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgddcDvycjI/AAAAAAAAA88/aNGHI2s6hXU/s72-c/_MG_0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-561477587889822322</id><published>2009-05-09T10:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T11:08:05.313-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Things I've learned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgW4X0j7LaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/zc4hmpeaP-c/s1600-h/_MG_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgW4X0j7LaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/zc4hmpeaP-c/s320/_MG_0061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333872053076045218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;while living along the Wasatch Front:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you hear "on your left" or "left", this does not mean jump left.  It means step to your right.  There is someone coming up behind you and they are "on your left". This applies to mountain bikers, runners, and skiers.  In my experience, most snowboarders would rather run you over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mountain bikers typically come in pairs.  If one is zooming down the dirt path "on your left", there will be another one zooming past shortly.  So stay out of the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost everyone you meet on the trail will at least give you a smile, if not a "morning", "hello", "hi there", or "that is a big bright smile, thank you".  But just because they are outdoors and friendly does not mean they like dogs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For heaven's sake, wear sunscreen!  It doesn't matter if it's 40 degrees out, if you're going into the mountains, wear sunscreen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best time for grocery shopping is NOT Saturday evening.  Every man &amp;amp; woman with their 8 kids will be there too.  Just don't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Road construction is worse than snow.  At least when it's snowing all the lanes are open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The canyons are just as beautiful in the summer as in the winter.  I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-561477587889822322?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/561477587889822322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=561477587889822322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/561477587889822322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/561477587889822322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-ive-learned.html' title='Things I&apos;ve learned'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SgW4X0j7LaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/zc4hmpeaP-c/s72-c/_MG_0061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7589749638715768941</id><published>2009-05-07T09:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:04:03.121-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>New sites</title><content type='html'>I've been poking around wedding blogs lately, my new favorite hobby.  I've come across some pretty fabulous photographers, designers, planners and florists.  I'm am so loving all the ideas and colors and, of course, all the pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have time, poke around these blogs for some fun colors and events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://heandshephotography.com/blog/"&gt;http://heandshephotography.com/blog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingistas.com/"&gt;http://www.weddingistas.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenotwedding.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thenotwedding.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylemepretty.com/little-black-book-blog/"&gt;http://www.stylemepretty.com/little-black-book-blog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stephanielairson.com/wedding_planner_photos.html"&gt;http://www.stephanielairson.com/wedding_planner_photos.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7589749638715768941?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7589749638715768941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7589749638715768941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7589749638715768941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7589749638715768941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-sites.html' title='New sites'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-664777362267778270</id><published>2009-04-30T19:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:28:39.098-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>More home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMusOOAI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZDhzY6TbXa8/s1600-h/_MG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMusOOAI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZDhzY6TbXa8/s320/_MG_0040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330661288568567810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMT8qEbI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bVnFdkhZCno/s1600-h/_MG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMT8qEbI/AAAAAAAAA8M/bVnFdkhZCno/s320/_MG_0038.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330661281389744562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMG31H0I/AAAAAAAAA8E/WmNB5hsMD5g/s1600-h/_MG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMG31H0I/AAAAAAAAA8E/WmNB5hsMD5g/s320/_MG_0037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330661277879836482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-664777362267778270?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/664777362267778270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=664777362267778270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/664777362267778270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/664777362267778270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-home.html' title='More home'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfpQMusOOAI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ZDhzY6TbXa8/s72-c/_MG_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7418675377097031144</id><published>2009-04-28T13:10:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:17:11.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>At last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdVK-oz0CI/AAAAAAAAA78/sjOSzISm-Is/s1600-h/_MG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdVK-oz0CI/AAAAAAAAA78/sjOSzISm-Is/s320/_MG_0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329822331117490210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdU8a715fI/AAAAAAAAA70/PMklc-KUuLQ/s1600-h/_MG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdU8a715fI/AAAAAAAAA70/PMklc-KUuLQ/s320/_MG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329822081015473650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdU8TQTMXI/AAAAAAAAA7s/UdA5ODwzASw/s1600-h/_MG_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdU8TQTMXI/AAAAAAAAA7s/UdA5ODwzASw/s320/_MG_0017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329822078953795954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought there were more pictures to share than this.  Guess not. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The green is what I see when I look out the living room window.  Awesome, huh?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The shelf and sunflowers are above my denim blue couch.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The black square and table are next to the door on the wall opposite of the sunflowers.  This is all in the living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few more things to get in order and then I'll share more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-7418675377097031144?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7418675377097031144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7418675377097031144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7418675377097031144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7418675377097031144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/at-last.html' title='At last!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SfdVK-oz0CI/AAAAAAAAA78/sjOSzISm-Is/s72-c/_MG_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3313520078932906007</id><published>2009-04-25T16:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:24:56.588-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Hi there.  Come here often?</title><content type='html'>I'm having some veeeeeerry frustrating issues with my computer.  So no pictures this time.  Even though I took a couple of my space to share.  My computer is being selfish and doesn't want to share at this point in time.  Don't worry, it's been sent to time out and hopefully will return with a much needed attitude adjustment.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've done my first two loads of laundry in my new place.  Which, technically, weren't done in my new space, they were done in the coin operated machines just down the street.  Since I don't have a washer and dryer at present.  Anyone willing to help with this situation please contact me.  Or just send a check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've pretty much cleaned my 'studio space'.  Which I'm not sure what to call my second bedroom yet.  But I'm working on a fun catchy name for it.  Either way, it's almost complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've made a wish list of things to buy in the coming months.  Topping the list is a vaccum, bedside tables, kitchen chairs, and a welcome mat.  Just to name a few.  Don't worry, it's more lengthy than 4 items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made coffee cake this morning.  I was almost finished mixing it all together when I realized I have yet to buy cinnamon.  For those wanting to know, coffee cake with out cinnamon really isn't that bad.  I'll be eating the leftovers.  But it sure is better with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to disinfect the bathroom, make cookies, and wash dishes.  Though not all at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&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/4623406647095283920-3313520078932906007?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3313520078932906007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3313520078932906007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3313520078932906007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3313520078932906007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-there-come-here-often.html' title='Hi there.  Come here often?'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-9170163008685678876</id><published>2009-04-20T19:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:17:26.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Settling in Nicely</title><content type='html'>Things are still coming together.  At first, I didn't want to unpack to fast and then have nothing to do.  Now that I've been here a couple days, I'm ready to be all done with it.  So over the next week, since it's only Monday, I'll be settling in and getting everything in order.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a new picture at the top.  Yep, that's my front door.  It's so photogenic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rearranged the furniture.  That couch is really big!  So comfy and nice, but it's huge!  I think I've found a spot for it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I just need to get my office in order so I can get my brown chair in here and out of the way in the front room.  The office kinda became the dumping ground for stuff that doesn't really have a home.  What I really need are book cases.  LOTS of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing there is a DI near here.  Hello new best friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-9170163008685678876?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/9170163008685678876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=9170163008685678876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/9170163008685678876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/9170163008685678876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/settling-in-nicely.html' title='Settling in Nicely'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8045679217057539844</id><published>2009-04-19T20:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:22:52.007-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>1st day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SevcJ9EKEYI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9WeMS94RyY0/s1600-h/Photo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SevcJ9EKEYI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9WeMS94RyY0/s320/Photo+9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326593047864676738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's the end of my first day in my new home.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though there is stuff EVERYWHERE it feels like home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been alternating between music in the kitchen, watching movies, and alphabetizing my collections.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a few dishes to wash before I go to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a mountain of empty boxes in my living room.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture frames are dyeing for new pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured out how to make the right-click on my mouse work.  It's been a life saver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a hankering to make cookies.  But it's too late in the day and I'll regret it if I start now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow.  It's an early day.  Which means good afternoon light in my apartment.  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8045679217057539844?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8045679217057539844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8045679217057539844&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8045679217057539844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8045679217057539844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-day.html' title='1st day'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SevcJ9EKEYI/AAAAAAAAA7c/9WeMS94RyY0/s72-c/Photo+9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2954425575586479102</id><published>2009-04-18T20:10:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:11:36.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hi.</title><content type='html'>I'm settling in nicely.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I just say, I'm so glad I got two bedrooms.  Wow, I have ALOT of stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-2954425575586479102?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2954425575586479102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2954425575586479102&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2954425575586479102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2954425575586479102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi.html' title='Hi.'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3713172533288114970</id><published>2009-04-17T10:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T10:48:53.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Welcome home #32</title><content type='html'>Today is moving day!  Yay!  Well, kinda.  I got the keys today.  I filled up my car with all the awkward stuff and brought it over.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow Janet &amp;amp; David are helping me bring over all the stuff from storage.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place seems smaller than I remember.  Which is fine.  It's not too small.  Just different.  Or, maybe I'm seeing it from a different perspective now.  Either way is fine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The windows are open and fresh air is breezing through.  I'm blogging from the kitchen and I can hear the creek behind the building.  Some birds chirping.  Listening to some good music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing I had brought the toilet paper with me this trip.  Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-3713172533288114970?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3713172533288114970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3713172533288114970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3713172533288114970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3713172533288114970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/welcome-home-32.html' title='Welcome home #32'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7163611643180490293</id><published>2009-04-12T13:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:57:41.887-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SeJGv6cd8rI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wFhTHq0qCXg/s1600-h/Photo+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SeJGv6cd8rI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wFhTHq0qCXg/s320/Photo+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323895498461803186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Happy Easter!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some beeeeeautiful pink flowers growing near where I park my car.  They have been in full bloom for a couple days.  I finally went out with my camera a snapped a couple.  I liked it so much I played with the color and printed it to put in a frame in my new place.  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of the new place, I'm moving this weekend.  I cannot even express to you how damned excited I am!  But there is so much to do between now and friday when I get my keys.  Making an action list today to map out the rest of the week.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So super excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7163611643180490293?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7163611643180490293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7163611643180490293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7163611643180490293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7163611643180490293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SeJGv6cd8rI/AAAAAAAAA7U/wFhTHq0qCXg/s72-c/Photo+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8326842143280015409</id><published>2009-03-31T10:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:53:49.432-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Goings on...</title><content type='html'>Exciting stuff happening over here.  I'm super excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in some crazy training at work for the next two days.  I'm already tired thinking about it.  At least they are feeding me lunch both days and dinner tonight.  But 14 hours of training?  For a job I cover only 3 weeks of the year??  Honestly, is this really necessary???  They say it is, so I'm going either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to this weekend and connecting with old friends.  Good times ahead.  I'll try and take a couple pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold again today.  Which I will put up with this week.  After that, no more!  Do you hear me weather man??  NO MORE COLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8326842143280015409?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8326842143280015409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8326842143280015409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8326842143280015409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8326842143280015409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/goings-on.html' title='Goings on...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6975216923038066659</id><published>2009-03-27T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:24:45.555-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ok</title><content type='html'>So I returned the glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I got tired of looking at that picture, I took it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my right to do that.  Because it's my blog.  So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many plans for the weekend this time around.  Which is ok, because I really need a nap right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been pretty chilly the last couple days.  I'm hoping for some warmth tomorrow.  I could really use some sunshine without having to travel to get it.  Please sun.  Come out and play tomorrow.  Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more week until Ben and Stephanie get here.  I'm excited to see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really ready to be done with the work week.  It's a good thing I have some overtime to burn.  Hoping to skip out early today.  And take a long lunch.  See, working long hours at the beginning does pay off at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-6975216923038066659?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6975216923038066659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6975216923038066659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6975216923038066659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6975216923038066659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/ok.html' title='Ok'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8471069465887699644</id><published>2009-03-25T17:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T09:20:50.088-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/ScrBjyLoMVI/AAAAAAAAA7M/LemSI0yhgxQ/s1600-h/Photo+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been wanting some new sunglasses.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts on these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept the receipt in case I changed my mind so don't be afraid to hate them!!  Ha!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just let me know so I don't embarrass myself without knowing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8471069465887699644?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8471069465887699644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8471069465887699644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8471069465887699644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8471069465887699644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-glasses.html' title='New Glasses'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5164438067875149193</id><published>2009-03-23T07:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:06:34.316-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>a new week</title><content type='html'>Last week was a long week. Unfortunately, the weekend went by pretty fast.  We partied hard and before I could sleep it off it was over.  Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed at how fast the year is passing by. It's already March 23!! We are only 8 days away from April. The first quarter of the year will be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling behind yet? I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got a fab pair of new sandals. The downside is, as with most pairs of new shoes, they gave me a nasty blister. Dangit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SceJDG-OVOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/bVfjglUzA5k/s1600-h/2584_1048796381284_1266943183_30198990_1436090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316368571638371554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SceJDG-OVOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/bVfjglUzA5k/s320/2584_1048796381284_1266943183_30198990_1436090_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, believe it or not, I hope this week goes by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5164438067875149193?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5164438067875149193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5164438067875149193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5164438067875149193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5164438067875149193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-week.html' title='a new week'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SceJDG-OVOI/AAAAAAAAA7E/bVfjglUzA5k/s72-c/2584_1048796381284_1266943183_30198990_1436090_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-546287335143647695</id><published>2009-03-18T17:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:55:18.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>left behind</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel left behind?  LIke everyone else is moving on and running ahead and you aren't and you're being left behind?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The interesting part it, I've felt like that my entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-546287335143647695?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/546287335143647695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=546287335143647695&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/546287335143647695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/546287335143647695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/left-behind.html' title='left behind'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-177078359673682570</id><published>2009-03-17T17:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:45:22.265-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>Happy St. Pat's!</title><content type='html'>Hope ya'll had a good day.  Work went by quickly, which is nice.  I'm off to play the piano tonight.  Stopped by Distribution Services to get a Children's Songbook.  $20!  Whew!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weather is supposed to be mid-70s this weekend.  I'm so excited about it.  It will be so nice to feel the sunshine on my skin.  Planning to spend a couple hours in a prone position in the sunshine soaking it all in before it snows on Sunday. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty inspired today by &lt;a href="http://kellyraeroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretending-until-were-not-pretending.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog post.  Makes me wonder what I want to happen in my life.  I can't make a plan if I don't know what the goal is, right?  I've got some thinking to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-177078359673682570?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/177078359673682570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=177078359673682570&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/177078359673682570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/177078359673682570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-pats.html' title='Happy St. Pat&apos;s!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7285300313576679359</id><published>2009-03-16T16:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:52:08.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Alrighty then</title><content type='html'>I guess I started off with a hard one.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The line is from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whathappensinvegasmovie.com/"&gt;What Happens in Vegas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Which is totally fun movie.  Because &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005110/"&gt;Ashton Kutcher&lt;/a&gt; is seriously &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is seriously busy.  I'm home from work, it's an early day due to payroll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which means it's also laundry day.  Which is nice because I really dig clean clothes and towels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is St. Patty's.  I'm kinda super excited.  For a reason I can't figure out.  Because I'm not really that into green, but tomorrow seems kinda festive and I'm always on the look out for something to celebrate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is also potluck day for lunch.  I'm off to make desert.  My favorite part of the meal.  I'm thinking sugar cookies this time.  With green frosting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7285300313576679359?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7285300313576679359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7285300313576679359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7285300313576679359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7285300313576679359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/alrighty-then.html' title='Alrighty then'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8745383487794224988</id><published>2009-03-14T14:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:34:34.648-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>long live good weather saturdays</title><content type='html'>Slept in a bit this morning.  It was nice.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a couple errands to run, the weather was nice, my energy level was good, so I walked.  About 2 miles or so round trip.  Felt good on so many levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bothered that there is always a line at the redbox.  And that I never have the patience to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hooray for Puffs plus with lotion.  My tender nose deserves nice tissues.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a grilled cheese and some bacon for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a handful of Cabury Eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SbwUl2-iaJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lWnESEOIXuU/s320/_MG_0098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313144301035874450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8745383487794224988?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8745383487794224988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8745383487794224988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8745383487794224988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8745383487794224988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/long-live-good-weather-saturdays.html' title='long live good weather saturdays'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SbwUl2-iaJI/AAAAAAAAA6k/lWnESEOIXuU/s72-c/_MG_0098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-1894742941902998793</id><published>2009-03-13T23:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:15:43.000-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Live with what you love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and get rid of the rest.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Words to live by Yanni."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's not really from Yanni.  It's from a magazine.  But the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;purple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;line is from a movie.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3 Cute Easter treats and serious kudos to whoever can name the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Leave a comment with your name and guess.  First person to get it right gets the prize.  I'll post the answer Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'll be back tomorrow with an update for the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In the mean time, I'm nursing a sore nose, violent sneezing, and yucky sniffles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm off to take some Tylenol Sinus PM.  The knock-me-out-cold-so-I-can-sleep medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;G'night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-1894742941902998793?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1894742941902998793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=1894742941902998793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1894742941902998793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1894742941902998793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-with-what-you-love.html' title='Live with what you love'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7107027941197000413</id><published>2009-03-11T11:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:57:08.918-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>home with the sickies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sbf7YQ9KRMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/HfyDJLqsk-o/s1600-h/_MG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sbf7YQ9KRMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/HfyDJLqsk-o/s320/_MG_0095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311990679793714370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7107027941197000413?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7107027941197000413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7107027941197000413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7107027941197000413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7107027941197000413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/home-with-sickies.html' title='home with the sickies'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sbf7YQ9KRMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/HfyDJLqsk-o/s72-c/_MG_0095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7740845331824606864</id><published>2009-03-10T22:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:18:49.820-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Since I can't sleep...</title><content type='html'>Thought progression for tonight...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe I should look at &lt;a href="http://www.countryhome.com/"&gt;Country Home Magazine&lt;/a&gt; until I get tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can tear out ideas from &lt;a href="http://www.bhg.com/"&gt;BHG&lt;/a&gt; for my idea stash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love pumpkins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wouldn't it be fun to decorate my front porch with TONS of pumpkins?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That would be so cute in front of an old home I rented&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;would it be fun to cut the grass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how about with a &lt;a href="http://www.cleanairgardening.com/brillux38ree.html"&gt;push mower&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would get up early before it was hot and cut the grass...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i would have a reason to wear a &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;_dynSessConf=9006188386653728200&amp;amp;id=844663&amp;amp;parentid=ACC_HAIR_HATS&amp;amp;pushId=ACC_HAIR&amp;amp;prepushId=ACC_HAIR_HATS&amp;amp;popId=ACCESSORIES&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=49&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=san&amp;amp;colorName=SAND"&gt;big floppy hat&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;snow removal would suck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what is the bare minimum I would have to shovel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I'm gonna do all this work for a house I'm renting, why not buy a house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I won't be able to get a loan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could have a dog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but not a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Labrador_Retriever"&gt;lab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whippet"&gt;whippet&lt;/a&gt; would jump the fence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I pulled in the driveway and she saw me would she be patient enough for me to let her in the back door?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if I'm walking in the house through a side door, where would I dump my stuff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a kitchen table?  I have one that would work in a small space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or maybe I could use a buffet or console table instead of a kitchen table in a small space...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definitely need some place to dump my stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't wait to buy &lt;a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=330634&amp;amp;CategoryID=42353"&gt;white dining plates&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a whole set all at once, not pieces a little bit at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;white goes with everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then i can get fun serving pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/category.jsp?popId=EATING&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpush&amp;amp;navCount=35&amp;amp;itemCount=-1&amp;amp;pushId=EAT_TABLETOP&amp;amp;id=EAT_TABLE_TUMBLERS"&gt;vintage-inspired dishes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw those gravy boats at &lt;a href="http://www.providentliving.org/channel/0,11677,2022-1,00.html"&gt;DI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;those were not inspired, those WERE vintage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they were just like mom's and there were 4 of them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want one like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can go by &lt;a href="http://www.providentliving.org/channel/0,11677,2022-1,00.html"&gt;DI &lt;/a&gt;tomorrow after &lt;a href="http://www.pbg.com/"&gt;work &lt;/a&gt;and see if they are still there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have cash in my wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because I returned those pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that didn't fit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i REALLY would like to get rid of a few of these inches...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the rug i just bought&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it will go perfect with my denim couches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I could go shopping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7740845331824606864?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7740845331824606864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7740845331824606864&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7740845331824606864'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1IQZx1xvWUI"&gt;Gravity&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just thought I would share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7563248084417744045?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7563248084417744045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7563248084417744045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7563248084417744045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to work Monday before the crack of dawn to get started on payroll as I do every Monday morning.  With the time change I was tired.  With the traveling, I didn't feel well.  And I was tired.  Did I mention I was tired?  I was tired.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walk into the office, set my bag on my chair and BAM!  There are two mini Cadbury Eggs sitting on my PC.  Yay!  Then I see another.  And then another.  And suddenly, I'm looking around my cubie finding more and more little tine Cadbury Eggs.  Someone loves me!  I love someone!  Of course, there could only be one person who could have done this for me.  I love her!  I found 8 mini Cadbury Eggs hiding in plain sight on my desk.  Hooray!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, a couple hours later, I'm on the phone, as usual, and look at my calendar and there is another egg!  I almost fell out of my chair I was so excited.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all in all, I found 9 little creme filled chocolate pieces of heaven on my desk Monday.  On a day I REALLY needed to find some heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Easter Bunny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The NASDAQ, S&amp;amp;P 500, and the Dow Jones are &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/2009/03/10/markets/markets_newyork/index.htm?postversion=2009031018"&gt;all up today&lt;/a&gt;.  The biggest gain of 2009.  Hopefully this is a new trend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I have for now.  I'm off to take a walk while the sun is still up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-757419896564369954?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/757419896564369954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=757419896564369954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/757419896564369954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/757419896564369954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-things.html' title='Two Things'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8837113950663173541</id><published>2009-03-05T20:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:34:06.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>While I was out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SbCVL_LdTII/AAAAAAAAA6U/30qLVddjo24/s1600-h/_MG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SbCVL_LdTII/AAAAAAAAA6U/30qLVddjo24/s320/_MG_0094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309907993840405634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so good while shopping tonight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to go down the cookie isle because that's where the crackers are.  I grabbed my reduced fat wheat thins and strolled right on past the cookies.  I wasn't even tempted!  Until I got to the Oreos.  But my step didn't falter and I just kept on a walkin'.  I gave myself a big pat on the back.  Mentally of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to go right past the seasonal isle.  Then I realized it was packed full of Easter candy.  And I had to about face and hunt for Cadbury Eggs.  But alas, I couldn't find any.  I walked the isle 3 times and didn't find any.  So I got a bag of Mini Eggs instead.  Made by Cadbury, so they have the same awesome chocolate.  But they have a thick sugar shell.  Over solid yummy chocolate.  Yummy.  At least I only got one bag.  And I haven't eaten the whole thing yet.  Only half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can I say, what is up with $1.38 noodle soup???  Hello!  A bit much, don't you think?  Now, I'm all in favor of double noodles.  In fact, I LOVE double the noodles.  But when regular chicken noodle soup is only $.68, I'm not gonna pay the $.70 difference just for more noodles when the regular stuff has plenty of noodles.  No thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to get flowers.  And since I am currently guy-less and therefore have no one to send me flowers, I buy my own.  Which, really, I actually prefer to buy my own flowers on a day to day basis.  Because then I get the ones I want in the colors I want.  Besides, I just go to Wal-Mart and pay $10 for two bunches.  I just like to have the fun and cheery colors waiting for me when I get home.  I walk in my room and BAM!  I'm happy again.  Yay!  What a difference flowers make for me.  Totally worth the $10.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a pot of flower seeds to grow in the summer.  Can't wait till the weather turns warm permanently so I can stick the pot outside and watch them grow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is clean laundry waiting to be put away, a bathroom to clean, sheets to change, nail polish to remove, magazines to put away, expenses to track, and trash to take out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness it's only 8:30!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to Rigby this weekend with Stacy and the kids.  Should be a fun weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8837113950663173541?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8837113950663173541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8837113950663173541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8837113950663173541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8837113950663173541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-i-was-out.html' title='While I was out...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SbCVL_LdTII/AAAAAAAAA6U/30qLVddjo24/s72-c/_MG_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-1191221310795986045</id><published>2009-03-02T20:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:52:43.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Welcome to March</title><content type='html'>It's really windy outside.  It's supposed to be 60 degrees tomorrow.  Yay!  I'm so ready for Spring...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm budgeting.  I started this month.  It's a whole new experience for me.  Because I made the budget.  I decided where my money should go and how I should spend it.  Which is awesome.  And scary.  All at the same time.  And so necessary.  I'm totally learning a lot.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish the month would go by faster.  So I could watch it all happen.  But alas, it's only the 2nd.  Humph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday, between the time I get home from work and when I go to bed, I put my receipts into my checkbook, pay any bills, track my expenses, and then check where I am on the budget.  Hopefully it's all still good.  It only takes me a couple minutes to do it.  Not so bad.  I'm hoping that as I get more consistent I won't have to do it every day.  But for now it's fine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not like there is anything else taking up my time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-1191221310795986045?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1191221310795986045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=1191221310795986045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1191221310795986045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1191221310795986045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/03/welcome-to-march.html' title='Welcome to March'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6103392332635753048</id><published>2009-02-28T10:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:32:12.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>One other thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sal02TDMg9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/dhAcowrXnqY/s1600-h/Photo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sal02TDMg9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/dhAcowrXnqY/s320/Photo+13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307902112008274898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-6103392332635753048?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6103392332635753048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6103392332635753048&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6103392332635753048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6103392332635753048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-other-thing.html' title='One other thing...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/Sal02TDMg9I/AAAAAAAAA6I/dhAcowrXnqY/s72-c/Photo+13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8082436943997309351</id><published>2009-02-28T10:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:26:06.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations'/><title type='text'>Hopes</title><content type='html'>I've been bumming around the internet this morning.  One of my favorite things to do.  Plus, it helps me to procrastinate the chores I need to get done.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I've been looking at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sharonmontrose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharon Montrose - Photographer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://theplug.net/28/strangerphotos.htm"&gt;The Plug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5135533"&gt;The Vintage Pearl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovelife.typepad.com/buy_lovelife/buy-custom-youareawesome-posters-here.html"&gt;You are Awesome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm building a to do list for today/this weekend.  Hopefully I'll leave some room on it to clean my bathroom and change me sheets.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8082436943997309351?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8082436943997309351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8082436943997309351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8082436943997309351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8082436943997309351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/hopes.html' title='Hopes'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5273664977232861760</id><published>2009-02-26T22:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:22:28.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Music is a big thing for me.  I love new music.  And old music.  And comfortable music.  Stuff that makes me sing &amp;amp; dance, hum &amp;amp; tap my toe, bob my head and mouth the words.  It's all good to me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent some time this evening bumming around iTunes.  I've purchased songs, and albums from iTunes before, but I've never really 'surfed' iTunes.  I think it will be a more regular activity for me now.  I found so many new bands that I just LOVE.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new computer came with iTunes on it.  In this new version of iTunes, there is an application called Genius.  It takes your current music library and builds playlists for you based on genre, tempo, etc.  It's kinda fun.  Tonight while I was surfing the iTunes store, Genius pulled up suggested artists.  New groups and bands it thought I would like based on the music I already had.  AWESOME!  I spent an hour surfing around listening to snippets of songs just loving it all.  I didn't purchase any, I've been able to get some other things I've been really wanting instead.  BUT, I've written down the bands and will defintely be checking them out again at a later date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay for new music!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5273664977232861760?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5273664977232861760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5273664977232861760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5273664977232861760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5273664977232861760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6360598827047939102</id><published>2009-02-25T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:09:30.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zebra Print.  I'm a fan.</title><content type='html'>I just bought &lt;a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com:80/urban/catalog/productdetail.jsp?itemdescription=true&amp;amp;itemCount=60&amp;amp;startValue=1&amp;amp;selectedProductColor=&amp;amp;sortby=&amp;amp;id=15603673&amp;amp;parentid=A_FURN_RUGS_fourxsix&amp;amp;sortProperties=+product.marketingPriority,-product.startDate&amp;amp;navCount=81&amp;amp;navAction=poppushpushpush&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;pushId=A_FURN_RUGS_fourxsix&amp;amp;popId=A_FURN_RUGS&amp;amp;prepushId=APARTMENT_FURNISH"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; rug. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't be more excited about it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's finally on sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I had a gift card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I only actually paid less than half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-6360598827047939102?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6360598827047939102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6360598827047939102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6360598827047939102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6360598827047939102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/zebra-print-im-fan.html' title='Zebra Print.  I&apos;m a fan.'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7122308571218280035</id><published>2009-02-25T09:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T09:40:58.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Crazy Busy</title><content type='html'>This last weekend was so busy!  I haven't had a weekend like that in MONTHS.  It was kinda fun to be rushing to different things and have things planned.  But I am glad I'm not scheduled like that every weekend.  Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went from present shopping to bowling to birthday party to family time.  It took the whole day!  On Sunday I went from church to sign papers to making dinner to sister time with only a few hours in between each one, if any.  No time for a nap!  At the end of it all I was pretty tired and had a headache.  But it was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was a rough day.  Maybe because I was still tired.  I felt pretty mopey and as soon as my laundry was done I went to bed. Around 8:30 or so.  Tuesday was much better.  Work was long, but no huge complaints.  Now it's Wednesday, the week is half over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling antsy about some changes I want to make in my life but the timing isn't quite right.  So I'm still waiting.  Which is no fun.  But there is a plan in place, so I have to be patient a little bit longer.  Just a bit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the urge to make cookies lately.  I'm having a craving for a good sugar cookie.  With frosting.  Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7122308571218280035?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7122308571218280035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7122308571218280035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7122308571218280035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7122308571218280035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/crazy-busy.html' title='Crazy Busy'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7846312802175140491</id><published>2009-02-21T01:47:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:59:12.816-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Busy Days</title><content type='html'>Friday was a rough day.  The girls and I were gonna go out after work, but I was so beat I bailed out.  I came straight home and by 6:30 I was in bed.  Done for the day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now here it is 2 in the morning and I'm wide awake.  Hmmm. Not sure how I feel about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, being Saturday, is a really busy day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I'm off to a work function.  It's a bowl-a-thon to support &lt;a href="http://www.ja.org/"&gt;Junior Acheivement&lt;/a&gt;.  Turns out, there won't be very many people from Pepsi there.  This is my first time participating.  The bake sale we did at work the other week was to raise money for this.  We'll have to see how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, straight from there I change into my party dress and hit the Princess Tea Party.  My niece is turning 6 so I'm off to party like it's 1999.  Only in 6-year-old-style.  Well, that and it's 2009.  But whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEN, after the party I'm in for some quality 5-on-1 time with my&lt;a href="http://baseballgrant.blogspot.com/index.html"&gt; big bro and his family&lt;/a&gt;.  They are here from California.  Looks like Stacy will be in town for a few weeks but Grant is heading back to CA tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I need a nap already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLUS, before I even make like a baby and head out today, I have to make a birthday card, preferably with LOTS of glitter, and get a b-day present.  AND, I need to see if I have a suitable party dress.  Preferably one that isn't black... But if I don't, the day just got a bit more simplified because there won't be a wardrobe change.  Whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7846312802175140491?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7846312802175140491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7846312802175140491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7846312802175140491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7846312802175140491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-days.html' title='Busy Days'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7192111436668196736</id><published>2009-02-19T17:54:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:00:42.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hi to all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZ3_s1gPtZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wlaPPSOcwqw/s1600-h/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZ3_s1gPtZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wlaPPSOcwqw/s320/Photo+7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304677081853965714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good day to put down on the books.  I laughed so hard I cried.  Ate some good food.  And still feel skinny.  Yay!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A recent share from photo booth.  Love this program!  It's so much fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made a fun little thing for Easter.  It's so super cute!  Can't wait to use it.  I have plans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I realize I skipped St. Patrick's Day.  No worries, I'm coming up with something for that too.  Don't despair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although my roommate Carla says she hates St. Patrick's Day.  When pressed for a reason she said it's because she hates green.  Hmmm.  I guess I'm always looking for a reason to celebrate something.  I love to celebrate! Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now.  I'm off to Syracuse to pick up my box of cds.  I have some downloading to do!  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm getting ready for a princess tea party this weekend.  Can't wait.  It's gonna be too much fun!  I just need a party dress...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7192111436668196736?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7192111436668196736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7192111436668196736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7192111436668196736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7192111436668196736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-to-all.html' title='Hi to all'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZ3_s1gPtZI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wlaPPSOcwqw/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3379658022521767102</id><published>2009-02-18T20:40:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:44:40.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>HI!</title><content type='html'>Today has been udderly fabulous.  Did I say that right?  Udderly?  Ha!  Who cares...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm learning to use my fabulous new computer via chat with my fabulous friend in NYC.  Love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm loving my Facebook account.  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm getting buried alive in clean laundry.  At least it's clean, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to top that all off, work wasn't half bad today.  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to chat some more.  I may decide to stay up all night... who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-3379658022521767102?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3379658022521767102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3379658022521767102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3379658022521767102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3379658022521767102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi.html' title='HI!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6393159314205375846</id><published>2009-02-14T15:10:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:37:26.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG_dxUA5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/fiV6ehzzfng/s1600-h/_MG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG_dxUA5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/fiV6ehzzfng/s320/_MG_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302785142389212050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG-6qE6qI/AAAAAAAAA5I/7E8mDfmszQ0/s1600-h/_MG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG-6qE6qI/AAAAAAAAA5I/7E8mDfmszQ0/s320/_MG_0029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302785132963621538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG-t9C5II/AAAAAAAAA5A/H1_QdUiXSyQ/s1600-h/_MG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG-t9C5II/AAAAAAAAA5A/H1_QdUiXSyQ/s320/_MG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302785129553519746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG-Xx67xI/AAAAAAAAA44/mKWLHxpYQyo/s1600-h/_MG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG-Xx67xI/AAAAAAAAA44/mKWLHxpYQyo/s320/_MG_0016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302785123601280786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It snowed buckets this morning.  6 inches I think.  So I went out to take some pictures.  These are a few favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdEtKfumxI/AAAAAAAAA4w/_40EWZfOQH4/s320/Photo+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302782628954282770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-6393159314205375846?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6393159314205375846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6393159314205375846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6393159314205375846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6393159314205375846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZdG_dxUA5I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/fiV6ehzzfng/s72-c/_MG_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-703821743181578203</id><published>2009-02-12T22:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T22:47:59.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New start</title><content type='html'>It seems as though I have reached a milestone today.  I'm not sure what milestone that is, or what it means to me, or even how to explain how I feel.  But, I do know that I feel different.  Like a new phase has started.  A new chapter.  And what ever it is, I like it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are falling into place I think.  Or at least they are starting to.  I'm coming to terms with some things, accepting that that is the way it is.  There are things I can't really change.  No matter what I do it won't really make a difference.  And y'know what?  It's ok.  I'm ok with it.  I'm beginning to be ok with it, anyway.  So because I'm ok with it, because I roll with it and take it as it comes, worry about what I can control and don't worry about what I can't control, I'm able to take a step forward.  And move past it.  Whatever 'it' is.  And it's an awesome feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That may all be a bit vague. And I'm really ok with it.  Because my feelings are all a bit vague and jumbled up.  So just take it for what it's worth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's late and I'm off to bed.  Can't wait to share some of the exciting things that happen with you.  Stay tuned.  I think there are a good couple months ahead.  And I can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, tomorrow is Coffee Friday.  Celebrate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-703821743181578203?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/703821743181578203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=703821743181578203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/703821743181578203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/703821743181578203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-start.html' title='New start'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4079023055166466502</id><published>2009-02-11T16:25:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:43:05.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Yay for a day off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZNiEvl2t1I/AAAAAAAAA4E/uZGlRR_6WrA/s1600-h/_MG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301689019979446098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZNiEvl2t1I/AAAAAAAAA4E/uZGlRR_6WrA/s320/_MG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The original plan was to go skiing today. And it would have been perfect too because the resorts have received 24" of the fresh &amp;amp; powdery best snow on earth. BUT, I stayed up way rediculously too late last night and therefore slept in quite a bit this morning. And to top it off, it wasn't supposed to snow today and so I would be able to drive my little corolla up the mountain. But alas, it was snowing this morning. Which means I would have had to take the Ski Bus. Which I'm not really sure about. Because the last time I rode the ski bus I almost lost my breakfast. Honestly, and since we all know each other here, I've never been that car sick and NOT thrown up. Honestly. Not even kidding. And beleive me, I know what it's like to be car sick. Just ask my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So even though I didn't go skiing today, it's turned out to be a pretty rockin day anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to lunch with a special someone. Yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my favorite DI and scored a pretty cute green pyrex dish. Love it! (It's pretty interesting the stuff a person could find there.) I also scored some fabulous old sheet music that will work perfectly for a Valentine's Day card for said special someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hit up the library to find a couple books to keep me busy for a while. I'm kinda tired of spending all my down time watching tv. So instead, I'll start reading more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off to bake peanut butter bars for our bake sale at work tomorrow. Bring your dollars! It's for a good cause! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got some new music to keep me company while I bake said peanut butter bars. Yay for new music!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will spend the evening making said valentine's day card. Yay for that too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm wearing my new favorite t-shirt. It's long sleeved and green. I scored it on clearance for $2 a couple weeks ago. Also, my black puffy vest that keeps me so warm. It's trendy yet casual. Love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, while at the store picking up said new music, I grabbed a couple new magazines. Yay for new inspirations!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about it for now... I'm off to make some yuuuuumy desert so I can lick the bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toots!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4079023055166466502?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4079023055166466502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4079023055166466502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4079023055166466502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4079023055166466502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-for-day-off.html' title='Yay for a day off!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZNiEvl2t1I/AAAAAAAAA4E/uZGlRR_6WrA/s72-c/_MG_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4194774197159385780</id><published>2009-02-09T17:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:20:37.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would share some pictures of how I'm living right now. That makes it sound bad and it's totally not. I just have alot of stuff. And when I procrastinate putting away laundry on top of all my stuff everywhere, it gets a little bit crowded. Right now, I can hardly turn around with out running into something or knocking something of the dresser or desk or box. It's totally not how I like to live, but for right now it works. It keeps me on that fine line between sanity and insanity. It's a comfortable place for me. Go figure.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDH_xqruhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/VtWkczZajZ8/s1600-h/_MG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300956659893123602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDH_xqruhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/VtWkczZajZ8/s320/_MG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIABlrUTI/AAAAAAAAA3k/dbH3SZE774A/s1600-h/_MG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300956664167092530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIABlrUTI/AAAAAAAAA3k/dbH3SZE774A/s320/_MG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIAb2U_mI/AAAAAAAAA3s/yoZVBikFLUk/s1600-h/_MG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300956671216254562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIAb2U_mI/AAAAAAAAA3s/yoZVBikFLUk/s320/_MG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIApj97SI/AAAAAAAAA30/jLtFhPkFYpo/s1600-h/_MG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300956674897341730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIApj97SI/AAAAAAAAA30/jLtFhPkFYpo/s320/_MG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIAsJrozI/AAAAAAAAA38/4gX4Z5ZNRxY/s1600-h/_MG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300956675592397618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDIAsJrozI/AAAAAAAAA38/4gX4Z5ZNRxY/s320/_MG_0006.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/4623406647095283920-4194774197159385780?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4194774197159385780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4194774197159385780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4194774197159385780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4194774197159385780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SZDH_xqruhI/AAAAAAAAA3c/VtWkczZajZ8/s72-c/_MG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-491205246463129088</id><published>2009-02-08T16:07:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:17:19.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>yum!</title><content type='html'>I went out with the girlies yesterday to the movies.  We saw He's Just Not That Into You.  It was so funny and we had such a good time.  We went to California Pizza Kitchen for lunch.  So good! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been mostly at home.  Watched a movie with Carla, listened to some new music, and made some Valentine's tags.  Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In powerpoint I made the circle with the heart in it and printed it out.  I used my 2" punch to cut them out.  It kept it very simple.  The other day I had gotten some glitter and I was itching to play with it.  This was the perfect opportunity!  I glittered the whole heart.  I rubbed black ink pad on the edges of all the pieces and adhered them all together.  I found these cute cookies (they are soooo yummy) and they went along perfectly.  The tag is stapled to the bag so it's super simple.  Love it!  I made for of this color, and 2 more sets in another color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SY9moxawIwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/4MZxoPsUsP0/s1600-h/_MG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300568137084707586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SY9moxawIwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/4MZxoPsUsP0/s320/_MG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;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;div&gt;I'm working on a similar design for Easter.  Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all for now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-491205246463129088?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/491205246463129088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=491205246463129088&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/491205246463129088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/491205246463129088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/yum.html' title='yum!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SY9moxawIwI/AAAAAAAAA3U/4MZxoPsUsP0/s72-c/_MG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8713980306679000882</id><published>2009-02-07T18:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:27:16.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hi All!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SY405Q8CS_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/iAFVpc8va6Y/s1600-h/IMG00193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300231969865616370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SY405Q8CS_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/iAFVpc8va6Y/s320/IMG00193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm posting using my computer. In my room. Where I live. Do you know what this means?? I have the internet!! At my place of residence!! YAY!!! I'm so freakin excited I can hardly stand it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a similar note, I'm hoping to get some good ready for my etsy shop. It's bee a long while since I've had anything online and I think I'm ready to tackle it again. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about it for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-8713980306679000882?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8713980306679000882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8713980306679000882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8713980306679000882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8713980306679000882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-all.html' title='Hi All!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SY405Q8CS_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/iAFVpc8va6Y/s72-c/IMG00193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5051198091159931851</id><published>2009-02-06T08:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:16:40.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Holy Cow!</title><content type='html'>I'm so feeling the stress of the economy right now.  Though, I'm not sure if the economy or my checkbook that is stressing me out.  Probably my checkbook.  Either way, I'm stressed about it.  But I don't really want to talk about it.  Because things are starting to look up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be fun.  All the girls are going to see 'He's Just Not That Into You' and then hit up some bridal salons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for me of course. For a friend.  She's tying the knot in June and she's in wedding dress shopping mode.  Which is fun for me!!  She has been asking me about cakes and decorating and we throw ideas around together.  It's been alot of fun.  Since I'm basically obsessed with weddings right now.  Don't ask me why.  I can't figure it out.  Though if I was going to attempt an explanation, it would have to do with the colors, the decorations, the cake, the dress, the style and feeling of the whole thing.  Ha! I've been getting wedding magazines lately and find myself pouring over the invitations and the decorations and the flowers.  I am just totally in love with it all.  Wow, I really got carried away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I received a huge compliment from someone close to me who has no obligation what-so-ever to compliment me.  And it really meant alot.  It pretty much changed my whole outlook on the day, the upcoming weeks, and everything in general.  I'm really grateful they took the moment to say something they didn't have to say.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for now.  I've been feeling the crafty bug catch up to me so I'm hoping I can do some fun creating this weekend.  No promises though, you'll just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5051198091159931851?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5051198091159931851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5051198091159931851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5051198091159931851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5051198091159931851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-cow.html' title='Holy Cow!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3374268443864676722</id><published>2009-02-05T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:33:19.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random facts'/><title type='text'>Now Showing</title><content type='html'>on a Facebook page near you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1266943183&amp;amp;ref=profile#/profile.php?id=1266943183&amp;amp;ref=profile"&gt;Come be my friend!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-3374268443864676722?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3374268443864676722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3374268443864676722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3374268443864676722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3374268443864676722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-showing.html' title='Now Showing'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4082595546938373970</id><published>2009-01-27T08:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:18:14.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>It snowed this week. The trees are heavy with ice and snow. And it's really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not supposed to reach freezing today.  They call it arctic air.  I call it REALLY cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SX8qjy-K2YI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YbLicMABjxU/s1600-h/IMG00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295998481277311362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SX8qjy-K2YI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YbLicMABjxU/s320/IMG00166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4082595546938373970?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4082595546938373970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4082595546938373970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4082595546938373970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4082595546938373970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SX8qjy-K2YI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YbLicMABjxU/s72-c/IMG00166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-1612699068987746211</id><published>2009-01-21T11:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:29:53.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S.</title><content type='html'>Thanks to everyone who commented on the last post.  It's nice to hear everyone's thoughts and ideas.  And it's nice to know people go through the same things I do.  So, thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-1612699068987746211?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1612699068987746211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=1612699068987746211&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1612699068987746211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1612699068987746211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/01/ps.html' title='P.S.'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-160897596223864706</id><published>2009-01-21T11:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:27:55.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Re-Starting.  Again</title><content type='html'>This week I've adopted a new training program.  Again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, when I decided I would run the marathon in April, I picked up &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Runners-World-Complete-Womens-Running/dp/1594867585/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1232561187&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; book.  I put off reading it because I was finishing up books I had borrowed and wanted to finish those first.  Then I read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Marley-Me-Life-Worlds-Worst/dp/0061687200/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1232561391&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Marley and Me&lt;/a&gt;.  (which is fun by the way)  The short cut is, I've started the book and I should have started it when I first got it.  It is changing the way I run.  My attitude about it, by goals, and the way I accomplish them.  It's really been a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last training partner was all about distance within a time period.  All about how far and how fast.  Which was very stressful for me.  It was work work work and no fun.  We were always striving for a distance.  So when I go out to run 3 miles, I stress about how long it's going to take me to complete 3 miles and how slow I run.  Which is more like a jog.  Or a shuffle when I'm tired.  And I waste energy.  I get tired.  I get sore.  I get injured.  I get burned out. I get discouraged.  I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book talks about time.  Run for 30 minutes.  Not run 3 miles.  It's not about speed.  It's not about the ground you cover.  It's about time spent running.  It's alot more enjoyable to go out for 30 minutes and not worry about how far you go.  15 minutes out and 15 minutes back.  The goal is to run for 30 minutes without stopping to walk.  And then it gives you a training schedule over 6 weeks to work up to running 30 minutes straight.  Allows time for warm up, alternate walking in the middle and a cool down.  So nice.  So easy.  Each week bumps up the time spent running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also talks about why you run.  Excersise, health, alone time, stress relief, to enjoy the outdoors.  Some run in groups or couples.  Others do it solo.  Either way, why do you do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm less than 14 weeks away from the marathon.  Which means it's pretty close to the big day.  Maybe too close to start a new program.  But, since my goal is not to get a certain time, but just to finish in one piece, what's the big deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, if the old program is doing more harm than good, it's never too late to start something better.  Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-160897596223864706?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/160897596223864706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=160897596223864706&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/160897596223864706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/160897596223864706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/01/re-starting-again.html' title='Re-Starting.  Again'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4646550780987954103</id><published>2009-01-17T10:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:20:29.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>long time no see</title><content type='html'>It's been nice to step away from the computer for a couple weeks. Things are going well. Good. Ok. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much to celebrate the new year. All of my pals were keeping it pretty low key this year, so there weren't any parties or get-togethers. I hit the sack about 9. Shauna called me from New York at 11:30 my time. We talked for awhile and hung up. I stayed up for about 15 minutes until the clock read 12:05, wished myself a happy new year, and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early the next morning to watch the sunrise. It was pretty fun. Just me, my camera, and some warm cider with a nice view of the new year. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SXIfmKd-6vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xKj2N95ZaSY/s1600-h/Happy+New+Year+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292327252619356914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SXIfmKd-6vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xKj2N95ZaSY/s320/Happy+New+Year+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, this is 2009. 2009, this is everyone. Welcome to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week I've been off work. It's been nice to not wake up to the alarm every day. Not so nice that I haven't really done anything. Let alone something productive. Oh well. It was nice to sleep alot anyway. I did go skiing on thursday and that was fun. I did have a really good time up on the mountains. Who knew that skiing by yourself could be so much fun???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking this morning that it's too bad there isn't anything for me in Boron. I would so go back and buy my parent's house. The one I grew up in. I know it's not sold yet, but it is on the market. And it still makes me sad. Sad that someone else will live in it. That it won't be my house anymore. It will be someone elses. Someone else will enjoy it. Someone else's kids will sneak out the windows, bury stuff in the back yard and climb the trees. They can't. Because the house is mine. Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all I have to share right now. Like I said, not much is going on. Hopefully, I'll find something, to add a bit of spice to my life. Until then, I'm still plugging along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4646550780987954103?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4646550780987954103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4646550780987954103&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4646550780987954103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4646550780987954103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-time-no-see.html' title='long time no see'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SXIfmKd-6vI/AAAAAAAAA1M/xKj2N95ZaSY/s72-c/Happy+New+Year+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7660632698127805987</id><published>2008-12-31T08:59:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T09:27:24.265-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Inspiration for the New Year</title><content type='html'>At work it is already the new year. It started on Sunday. As for my personal life, it starts tomorrow. It's a bit of a conflicting time these last couple days. I feel like I'm already a few days behind. Except that whatever it is hasn't started yet. I'm so confused!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for those who are jumping on the wagon, climbing on the train, jumping off cliffs, or starting off on the right foot, I have some inspirational words to make sure you start it right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SVuXm85jxnI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0EQm8NHZxJs/s1600-h/IMG00161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285985283087779442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SVuXm85jxnI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0EQm8NHZxJs/s320/IMG00161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The world bursts at the seams with people ready to tell you you're not good enough. On occasion, some may be correct. But do not do their work for them. Seek any job; ask anyone out; pursue any goal. Don't take it personally when they say "no" - they may not be smart enough to say "yes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Keith Olbermann - Broadcast journalist and host of MSNBC's &lt;em&gt;Countdown with Keith Olbermann.&lt;/em&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;On that note, Happy New Year. May the new year bring you happiness, peace, and everything you wish for. Including a rockin' body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7660632698127805987?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7660632698127805987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7660632698127805987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7660632698127805987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7660632698127805987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/inspiration-for-new-year.html' title='Inspiration for the New Year'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SVuXm85jxnI/AAAAAAAAA1E/0EQm8NHZxJs/s72-c/IMG00161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5339630951556374369</id><published>2008-12-26T10:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T11:04:23.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I hope your day was wonderful and filled with laughs, good things to eat, and family.  Mine was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Janet's Christmas Eve after work and stayed for Christmas morning.  Fun!  I so enjoyed the kiddos and their happy faces.  It was fun to wrap presents and get things ready in the weeks leading up to Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I wrapped all my presents in newspaper.  So fun!  I only bought ribbon to make them pretty.  I used only paper and stickers I already had to make the tags.  Actually, that isn't completely true.  I did buy green glitter tree stickers around the end of October and realized I would need another pack so I did buy another pack of stickers.  But that's it!  I had so much fun.  Instead of the packages being wrapped in colorful paper and spending the money there, I was forced to have individual tags for each one.  All my gifts for work were put in white lunch sacks with personalized tags.  While I didn't spend very much on packaging and presentation, it allowed me to spend a little bit more on the gifts.  Which was fun.  Also, everyone enjoyed that their presents were wrapped in newspaper.  Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have received buckets of snow.  Buckets and buckets.  This morning, on my way into work, I questioned my sanity as my car slipped and slid in my lane.  But, I did arrive to work safetly, if only a few minutes late.  Whew.  I'm glad I don't have to go anywhere during the work day.  Hopefully the roads will be plowed by the time I head home.  The nice thing about today though, not many people are working.  So even though the roads are snow packed, there aren't very many people out on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that Christmas is over, my thoughts are turning to the new year.  I don't really believe in New Year's Resolutions.  Not really.  I never keep them.  At least, that's my history.  This last year, looking back, I did pretty well.  Not perfect of course.  It's been a rough year.  But all things considering, I did pretty well.  I have been thinking of a few things that need to happen for 2009.  Keeping a mental list right now, it will soon transfer to paper as I mull and meditate and marinate on the things that are the most important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my question for you is this:  What is your goal for 2009?  I'd love to hear what you all are thinking about.  What are the important things in your life that you will be focusing on this year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all in this super fun and snowy holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5339630951556374369?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5339630951556374369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5339630951556374369&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5339630951556374369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5339630951556374369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-1770566715490979991</id><published>2008-12-20T14:30:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T15:16:05.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>It's about time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l9ToUhgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/l9Knv5ORMi0/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281990041891276290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l9ToUhgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/l9Knv5ORMi0/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, here is the long awaited report about my trip to Key West. I finally collected all the pictures. So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1nfhI49bI/AAAAAAAAA00/vF6yOMM3SeI/s1600-h/_MG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281991729144722866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1nfhI49bI/AAAAAAAAA00/vF6yOMM3SeI/s320/_MG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flights weren't too bad.   I left Friday night from Salt Lake City at midnight.  I arrived in Atlanta at 5:30 am.  Left Atlanta at 8:30 am, arrived in Miami at 10:30 am.  Took the shuttle to the rental car place, finally got my car and left at 11:45.  I rented GPS along with my car.  Livesaver!  I totally recommend this.  Drove 3 1/2 hours to Key West, arriving at 3.  Checked in at 3:15.  This was very stressful.  I had been in contact with Eileen since I left Atlanta, we were planning on taking the cab together from the hotel to the wedding which was at 4:30.  I arrive at the hotel at 3 which ment I had one hour to check in, shower, hopefully empty my bladder and get to the wedding.  Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I check in with no problem.  Lucky me I had parked right next to my room so getting my bag from the car to the room was fine.  I was nervous about all my plane changes so I did not check on my bag, I carried it on.  So glad I did.  It was just nice to have it in my hands the entire time, one less stress to worry about.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I showered and was down to the lobby in 45 minutes.  I felt like the walking dead.  And I forgot to put on my earrings I had made specifically to go with my dress.  Bummer!  I felt to fancy in my red high heels.  (Which I realized just now that I do not have a picture of them.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caught the cab with Elieen and Mike, we made it on time.  I was able to see everyone before the ceremony, give hugs and hellos.  It was nice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The wedding was beautiful.  Very simple, outside, only family and close friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The party was held on the pier, under a tent.  Which proved to be a good idea because when it was almost over it rained a little.  It was tricky walking though.  Most of the girlies were in heels, which on a pier or boardwalk is tricky.  You have to be careful where you step because most likely your heel is going to slip through the space between the boards.  I'm lucky I made it out with all my bones intact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate good food, drank good beverages, danced, laughed, caught up with each other.  It was so nice to spend time with Kaleb, Ben, Eileen and Mike.  So nice.  It was almost like coming home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset was beautiful.  Absolutely breathtaking.  I'm glad we stopped to enjoy the sunset during the party because Sunday night it poured cats and dogs and there was no sunset to watch.  Kinda bummed about that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party was over we all, all the people my age, went up to Ben and Stephs room and hng out for another hour or so.  Then Kaleb, Mike, Eileen and I walked down the street to Lucky Kevin's and stayed out until 4 am.  We had so much fun!!!  And I was so tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crashed hard at my hotel.  At 9:30 I got a call from the lobby that everyone was going to breakfast.  Everyone as in the whole wedding party.  I was so sleepy but I hurried and threw on my clothes and brushed my teeth.  Everyone walked down the street to the restaurant, Eileen waited for me and we walked together.  Breakfast was so fun.  Though I felt like I slept through the whole thing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few hours after breakfast I took a trolley tour of Key West.  I felt weird doing it by myself, but I'm so glad I did!  I had a good time enjoying the scenery and the beautiful weather and sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour I caught up with Ben and Steph and a couple of her friends.  We sat by the pool and talked.  I had wanted to go to the square to watch the sunset so we all hiked it down to the pier to watch the sunset and see all the people.  Turns out there was a storm coming in and the clouds covered the sun.  I was so disapointed!  We all decided we wanted pizza for dinner, we found a place and ordered so to take back to the hotel with us.  At that moment it started raining.  And it was raining like I had never seen before.  Crazy rain and wind.  It wasn't cold, but it was windy.  When our pizza was done we were able to get a cab back to the hotel.  We all ended up in Sandy and Darren's room, (Ben's sister and BIL) talking, eating and having a good time.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 7 all Ben's siblings went to dinner and we all separated to our rooms.  I was so tired!  I crashed pretty hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was up the next morning at 5am to get my tired rear back in the car for the 3 1/2 hour drive back to Miami.  It ended up taking 4 hours because of traffic into the city.  I had hours to wait for my flight from Miami to Georgia.  I though I would try to sleep but no such luck.  We landed in Atlanta and I almost had to run to catch my next plane.  But I caught it and made it to Salt Lake City on time at 6:30.  Carla picked me up from the airport and I was finally home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me an entire week to recover from my trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad I made the trip.  It was so nice to reconnect with old friends.  So refreshing to be by the salty air and feel the wind blow.  It was nice to get away from life for a couple days and do something different, be somewhere different.  I hope to go back to Key West.  Though next time I'll be staying longer than 1 1/2 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l97sQZNI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3aVHvuUItJ8/s1600-h/_MG_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281990052645201106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l97sQZNI/AAAAAAAAA0c/3aVHvuUItJ8/s320/_MG_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1nfMVng6I/AAAAAAAAA0k/YH8PEJznkWI/s1600-h/l_60595a0142ce48f18358903f1036095c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281991723560960930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1nfMVng6I/AAAAAAAAA0k/YH8PEJznkWI/s320/l_60595a0142ce48f18358903f1036095c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1nfaxyhuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/I-UMEAWUfNE/s1600-h/l_5e18419fb6764c0b8dc35f967fa3a9be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281991727437219554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1nfaxyhuI/AAAAAAAAA0s/I-UMEAWUfNE/s320/l_5e18419fb6764c0b8dc35f967fa3a9be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l79j0ItI/AAAAAAAAAz8/5-xEmyteM5A/s1600-h/_MG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281990018786927314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l79j0ItI/AAAAAAAAAz8/5-xEmyteM5A/s320/_MG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281990028511261122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l8hyRscI/AAAAAAAAA0M/5CwZnabgmho/s320/_MG_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1ono5E8RI/AAAAAAAAA08/DpHSZYL3gN8/s1600-h/_MG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281992968176464146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1ono5E8RI/AAAAAAAAA08/DpHSZYL3gN8/s320/_MG_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4623406647095283920-1770566715490979991?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/1770566715490979991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=1770566715490979991&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1770566715490979991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/1770566715490979991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SU1l9ToUhgI/AAAAAAAAA0U/l9Knv5ORMi0/s72-c/IMG_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5877608340762164242</id><published>2008-12-12T14:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:06:23.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Sold Out</title><content type='html'>Tickets for Wicked sold out in 4 hours.  Two shows a night for a month.  Sold Out. Guess I'm not going after all.  Unless I want to pay $300.  Which I want to, but not that bad.  Guess I'll wait for another time.  Bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5877608340762164242?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5877608340762164242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5877608340762164242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5877608340762164242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5877608340762164242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/sold-out.html' title='Sold Out'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2873217083392477129</id><published>2008-12-12T08:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:17:42.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Wicked</title><content type='html'>Tickets go on sale today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's showing at the Capital Theater in April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-2873217083392477129?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2873217083392477129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2873217083392477129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2873217083392477129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2873217083392477129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/wicked.html' title='Wicked'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6571546556230708441</id><published>2008-12-04T13:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:37:48.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Welcome to Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is the first picture I took on my trip. Taken while driving down the turnpike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not recommend taking pictures while driving. It's very dangerous and irresponsible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a different note, this is the only picture I have available to post right now.  I'll share more at a later date when I've uploaded from my camera to my computer.  And then gone to the library to use the internet.  Y'know, at a later date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STg_MHtML7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/DvgrxJ96NhE/s1600-h/IMG00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276036440924106674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STg_MHtML7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/DvgrxJ96NhE/s400/IMG00071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4623406647095283920-6571546556230708441?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6571546556230708441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6571546556230708441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6571546556230708441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6571546556230708441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-florida.html' title='Welcome to Florida'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STg_MHtML7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/DvgrxJ96NhE/s72-c/IMG00071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4324446706594887288</id><published>2008-12-04T07:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:47:47.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I'm Baaaaaaaaaack!</title><content type='html'>I'm back safe and sound for those who care.  The trip was so much fun and way to short.  I'm ready to go back already.  Someday I'll go back and spend a week or so instead of only 1 1/2 days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures and stories to share but I can't get to it right now.  Loooooooooots of projects to get done.  Working long hours this week, yay overtime!  I'll share some stuff this weekend for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla and I are decorating the condo this weekend.  Super excited for christmas decorations.  I love to decorate! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not doing much at the gym this week either.  Between jet lag and working 11 hours a day I'm pretty bushed.  Someday I'll be motivated enough to get moving so I survive the marathon.  Someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4324446706594887288?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4324446706594887288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4324446706594887288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4324446706594887288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4324446706594887288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-baaaaaaaaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaaaaaaaack!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-8207794334435158518</id><published>2008-11-28T09:38:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T09:51:59.418-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>hi-de-ho!</title><content type='html'>I'm off to Key West in 14 1/2 hours. I will be at the airport in 12 hours. I'm counting down. Because I'm so excited I can hardly stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm working today. With 6 other people. Usually there are upwards of 20 people in the office. But not today. It's actually kinda nice. Because I can get this pile of paperwork on my desk cleared off and completed with out some one adding to it. The same with voicemail, email, handheld repairs, and uniforms. It's nice to be able to work with out people interrupting all the time or the phone ringing off the hook. So nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STAfsYazWQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jUVGfIM9rnk/s1600-h/IMG00066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273750010980423938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STAfsYazWQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jUVGfIM9rnk/s400/IMG00066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple pictures from my trip to Rigby last weekend. I had a good time with Karen and the kiddos. Played Sorry with Rebekah, went to Twilight with Karen, and the Forgotten Carols with Karen and Kristin. It was a hoppin' good time. Came back tired and sore. I slipped down the last few stairs in the middle of the night hauling my things down to the basement so I could crash on the couch. Didn't realize there were two more steps after the curtains. I stayed on my feet, but I pulled a muscle in my back. I had spasms the rest of the weekend. Everything is cleared up now, but sitting down and standing up were quite painful. But all is well now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STAhgR9gQOI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bRjkyeGebV0/s1600-h/IMG00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273752002111750370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STAhgR9gQOI/AAAAAAAAAzs/bRjkyeGebV0/s400/IMG00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is me and karen in the theater before Twilight started. The theater was full and it was a fun show. If you go to see it, you can tell they didn't have a huge budget to make it. It's definetly a B film. And I'm glad I've read all the books, the adapted screenplay is a little choppy, the story doesn't flow super great. So I'm glad I know the story and what's going on, otherwise I'm not sure it would have made a ton of sense. But, that's how these things go. Hopefully, if they do the second one, they will have a bigger budget and be able to do it better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about it for now. I'll be back posting after my trip. I am taking my camera so I'll have some pictures of fabulous Key West to share. Can't wait! &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/4623406647095283920-8207794334435158518?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/8207794334435158518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=8207794334435158518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8207794334435158518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/8207794334435158518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-de-ho.html' title='hi-de-ho!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/STAfsYazWQI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jUVGfIM9rnk/s72-c/IMG00066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-2741542078729261968</id><published>2008-11-26T16:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:35:14.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Um...</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not up to writing much right now.  Should have posted earlier when I was feeling better.  A bit low right now.  No worries, it'll pass.  I'll get over it.  It'll get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super looking forward to my trip this weekend.  Can't wait to see Key West.  Super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-2741542078729261968?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/2741542078729261968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=2741542078729261968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2741542078729261968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/2741542078729261968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/11/um.html' title='Um...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4928742497584115881</id><published>2008-11-21T16:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:14:44.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I'm off!</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving on a jet plane (in my corolla)&lt;br /&gt;don't know when I'll be back again (Sunday afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 more minutes and I'm off to Rigby. &lt;br /&gt;By way of home to hastily pack clothes, toiletries, and christmas presents.  And the camera. Don't leave home without it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off.  Wish for good weather and fun times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4928742497584115881?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4928742497584115881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4928742497584115881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4928742497584115881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4928742497584115881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-off.html' title='I&apos;m off!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-739180382259364806</id><published>2008-11-20T11:36:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T11:50:04.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>it's been awhile</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the lengthy absence.  It's been awhile since I posted last.  Sorry.  I feel like not very much has happened since my last post though.  So I'm not sure what I'm going to say today, probably just continue to ramble in the current fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got some good snow two weeks ago.  A couple resorts opened a few of their runs.  Since my weekends are booked until mid-December I thought I would take the opportunity last Saturday to head up the mountain and enjoy some fresh air and some not so good snow.  So, even though the snow is not really very good at all, it was one of the best times I've had on the mountain.  Alot of fun.  Though, on my second run I had an incident with a patch of ice and munched it good.  I have a bruise the size of a softball on my left hip showing brilliant colors of blue, purple, green and red.  It's quite beautiful.  If it wasn't so inappropriate I would show it to everyone.  But alas, I'm not showing everyone I come in contact with my so totally awesomly colored hip.  Yeah, no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same Saturday I went dancing with a co-worker.  We had a freakin good time.  Met someone.  Gave him my number.  We are going to dinner tonight.  If he ever tells me what time to meet him.  Otherwise, he missed out on a totally awesome date.  Oh well.  I don't need him to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Key West is fast approaching.  I'm getting more and more excited as the days fly by.  I hope I'm really ready for this.  The flights are long, the trip is short, the hotel is expensive, and the destination is beautiful and totally worth it.  Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am headed to Rigby this weekend.  Karen invited me to go to Forgotten Carols with her and to see Twilight.  So excited!  It will be nice to spend time with family.  The weather looks to be clear so, if it holds, the drive won't be to bad.  Excited!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for now.  I promise to try to blog on a more regular basis.  I understand that you may be having withdrawls and it is quite painful.  I'll keep that in mind next time I decide I have nothing to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-739180382259364806?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/739180382259364806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=739180382259364806&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/739180382259364806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/739180382259364806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-awhile.html' title='it&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7339723849976116259</id><published>2008-11-04T16:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:49:19.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>So we didn't go dancing last weekend.  They, meaning the club, made Halloween a two day affair and had a costume contest on the 1st.  So I opted out.  Not too interested in costume contests.  Or parties.  So, we've rescheduled for two weeks out.  So not all is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first winter storm blow through today.  No snow in the valleys yet, but lots in the mountains and on the benches.  I gets me all excited.  I can't wait to go up this year.  I'm hoping to be able to go alot of night skiing after work this year.  If things go as planned, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben's wedding is only a few weeks away.  I'm feeling the crunch to make sure everything is ready for my trip.  My weekends are filling up fast with social events, which I'm not complaining about, it just takes up my preparation time.  But I have a mental list of things that need to happen before I leave for this big trip.  I'll be putting them down on paper this week and making sure everything gets on the calendar and planned out so it all gets done.  Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I found red shoes to go with my dress for the wedding?  Well, I did.  I wore them last weekend to try them out and see if they will work.  Ouch!  They fit almost too perfectly.  They will stretch out some, but I need to wear them again before the wedding.  Plus, I would like to get my hands on a shoe tree to stretch the toe part.  So the blood can flow.  It's a new experience for me to walk in 4" heels, but I did it.  For multiple hours.  And I survived it.  Yay me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought this dress to wear to the wedding, and the shoes I wanted to go with it.  And now I'm thinking of not even wearing it.  Argh!  You see, I found this very perfect black dress that would be equally appropriate and sassy, which equals super cute.  I just don't have alot of opportunities to dress up real cute these days.  And with the weather getting colder here, the opportunities dwindle to nothing.  So I'm thinking I'll take both dresses and both pairs of shoes.  But that, my friends, is how women pack too much.  It's only a 3 day weekend.  And I'm only taking a carry-on, not checking any bags.  So there isn't much space for nonsense.  I may just have to pick one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to the gym after work.  I gotta get in gear and ready for the marathon.  If I keep putting it off it'll sneak up on me and I won't live through it.  Wouldn't that be sad???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7339723849976116259?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7339723849976116259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7339723849976116259&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7339723849976116259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7339723849976116259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7948491574649953905</id><published>2008-10-29T11:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:10:16.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Few Days Late</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;My birthday was a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day. Well, it was a nice weekend really. I took Monday off work to extend the niceness. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;I slept in.&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Got my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Did some laundry.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to mom &amp;amp; dad.&lt;br /&gt;Grant &amp;amp; the girls called to sing me Happy Birthday. They do this every year. I totally love it.&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a membership to the local gym/aquatic center. I'll be running again. Since I already registered for the Salt Lake Marathon in April, I better at least make sure I live through the experience. So I'm off running again.&lt;br /&gt;And some black patent leather high heels. They're hot. Can't wait to wear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I'm going to Radio Hour: Frankenstein with Carla. Excited about it. It's gonna be fun. Then we are meeting a bunch of friends at Squatters for dinner. Then Rachel and I (with whoever else wants to go) are going to The Hotel to dance the night away. To celebrate my birthday and our singledom. Hooray! I'm excited about the whole thing. Can't wait actually. I visits my every thought so I can't really think about anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, something random about me, the smell of wet cat food makes me want to vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7948491574649953905?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7948491574649953905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7948491574649953905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7948491574649953905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7948491574649953905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/few-days-late.html' title='A Few Days Late'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-267046793081846919</id><published>2008-10-24T15:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:33:07.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SQI_A52v_tI/AAAAAAAAAwY/iUqHkJom3r4/s1600-h/IMG00053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260836599485169362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SQI_A52v_tI/AAAAAAAAAwY/iUqHkJom3r4/s400/IMG00053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will love him and hold him and pet him and his name will be fluffy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry, I put him back in the bushes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-267046793081846919?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/267046793081846919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=267046793081846919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/267046793081846919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/267046793081846919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-friend.html' title='New Friend'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SQI_A52v_tI/AAAAAAAAAwY/iUqHkJom3r4/s72-c/IMG00053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4292589871933408991</id><published>2008-10-22T15:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:24:41.757-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Bella-Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SP-Z3Mm36VI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OuertW4V_G0/s1600-h/IMG00050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260092063348156754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SP-Z3Mm36VI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OuertW4V_G0/s400/IMG00050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Bella.  She is my new companion for the week.  I am housesitting for a co-worker and Bella came along with the deal.  Too bad I can't take her home with me.  I don't think Carla's cats would be too happy with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4292589871933408991?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4292589871933408991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4292589871933408991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4292589871933408991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4292589871933408991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/bella-boo.html' title='Bella-Boo'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SP-Z3Mm36VI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/OuertW4V_G0/s72-c/IMG00050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6727962056219184348</id><published>2008-10-20T14:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:25:48.609-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Not Well</title><content type='html'>This is me.  Watching TV.  Wrapped up in my sweater and blankets.  Because I didn't feel very good.  Not enough sleep.  Too much sugar.  Not enough protein.  For way too many days in a row.  I've since changed my ways and I am back to feeling quite normal.  Which is slightly of kilter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPznX3So0uI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MTdVp8Aj-ww/s1600-h/IMG00045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332862027027170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPznX3So0uI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MTdVp8Aj-ww/s400/IMG00045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm housesitting/dogsitting for a co-worker this week.  For 10 days to be exact.  It's been fun so far.  Well, not really but I'm pretending.  It's not that Bella isn't super cute and fun and a great companion, I just haven't felt very good.  More than slightly off kilter.  But I'm back on the mend.  Being at work today was good for me.  A reason to be up walking around.  And not just up walking around, but showered, dressed, hair done and makeup on.  Yeah, it was a rough weekend.  But, like I said, back on the mend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'll post a couple pictures of Bella this week.  She's super cute.  You'll just want to just squeeze her tight and take you home with you.  Love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-6727962056219184348?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6727962056219184348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6727962056219184348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6727962056219184348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6727962056219184348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-well.html' title='Not Well'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPznX3So0uI/AAAAAAAAAwI/MTdVp8Aj-ww/s72-c/IMG00045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-5790121777915008888</id><published>2008-10-16T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:01:33.055-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>Thinking about the &lt;a href="http://www.peacecorps.gov/"&gt;Peace Corps&lt;/a&gt; today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I watched the presidential debate last night.  Very interesting.  Have you picked yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-5790121777915008888?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/5790121777915008888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=5790121777915008888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5790121777915008888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/5790121777915008888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4438586852047514092</id><published>2008-10-15T08:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:53:46.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>Here's to a productive evening and not enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop watching TV after 8:00 so that when I'm tired I can just go to bed instead of waiting for the program to be over and then getting sucked into the next one. Then all of the sudden it's a quarter to 11 and I'm falling asleep on the couch. Argh! Just go to bed already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I was up being productive so it's sort of ok. I was making some fun things. And I need to get cracking on a couple more if I'm going to be ready for Christmas. Too early to talk about Christmas? I know, but if I don't get a move on it's gonna sneak up on me and I won't be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have a blackberry. And I love it. I've been slowly getting used to all it's fancy features. The more I use it the more I love it. I don't have the internet at my home and the internet at work is somewhat restricted as far as personal use. So, I now have internet on my phone and my personal email goes straight to my phone! LOVE IT! I've been experimenting the the camera and pictures lately. Figuring out the whole thing has been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been in touch with Shauna this week, she is going to Key West in November with me. Well, not with me, we'll meet there. But I'm super excited about it! Can't wait for this trip, I so need it. Now if only I could pay it off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now. I'll leave you with a sneeky peeky at what kept me up so late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPYBjcAOBoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Z4KIodaN8qY/s1600-h/IMG00046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391323325793922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPYBjcAOBoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Z4KIodaN8qY/s400/IMG00046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4438586852047514092?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4438586852047514092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4438586852047514092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4438586852047514092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4438586852047514092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPYBjcAOBoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Z4KIodaN8qY/s72-c/IMG00046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-6825987367413983302</id><published>2008-10-14T08:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:33:18.211-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>*untitled*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPSpk8T0OtI/AAAAAAAAAv4/e72_lD5AtuA/s1600-h/IMG00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257013117177838290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPSpk8T0OtI/AAAAAAAAAv4/e72_lD5AtuA/s400/IMG00041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots happened this weekend.  Though I feel like I just slept through all of it.  Oh wait, I did.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night I headed up to the house in Syracuse to put some things back in storage.  Like my golf clubs and sleeping bag that I won't need until it warms up again.  Stayed a while to watch a movie.  It was nice to have the peace and quiet of the empty house.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday evening I went up to Snowbird for a work dinner.  It was actually more fun than I thought it would be.  Surprise.  I finally picked up a pair of skinny jeans and wore them that night.  Love them!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I didn't get home until almost midnight, Sunday I slept until 10.  It's been a long time since I have slept in that long.  Laid in bed until 12:30, ate lunch, took a nap, watched TV, took another nap, did laundry, in bed at 11:30.  What a nice day!  Although, I did have a bunch of crazy dreams.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worked yesterday, ate too much when I got home and made myself sick.  I hate that!  And I seem to be doing it alot lately.  Have to get back on track with that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of, I'm thinking of cutting red meat from my diet.  Anyone have any thoughts?  I'd like to hear them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that's about it for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-6825987367413983302?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/6825987367413983302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=6825987367413983302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6825987367413983302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/6825987367413983302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/untitled.html' title='*untitled*'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SPSpk8T0OtI/AAAAAAAAAv4/e72_lD5AtuA/s72-c/IMG00041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-413575225574604178</id><published>2008-10-07T16:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:32:11.769-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SOvhoeucqfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/C0o6cBt_YhM/s1600-h/_MG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254541475816712690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SOvhoeucqfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/C0o6cBt_YhM/s400/_MG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm baaaaaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sort of. I'm back in Utah and back to work anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots to do coming up in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip to Boron was great. So glad to be there for the short time I was. And it was short. I'm still tired. Two days later. But it was so nice to see people I haven't seen in such a long time. Feels good to go home, regroup, recharge, and get going again. I would have liked to spend more time there, but that's how it goes sometimes. Sometime I'll get to go back and spend more time there. Though probably not in the house and not with my whole family. But, that's how that goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SOvhooltyOI/AAAAAAAAAvw/M93QgOSL2WE/s1600-h/_MG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254541478464440546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SOvhooltyOI/AAAAAAAAAvw/M93QgOSL2WE/s400/_MG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, while flipping through channels, I noticed the Red Sox and the Angels were playing. It was the 3rd inning. So I stopped and watched for awhile. Until the end of the 4th inning and then I changed it. No score, nothing exciting happening, looked for something better. Later, while flipping though again, I watched the highlights of the game. The Angels had lost, looked like nothing really happened until the second half of the game. So I sent a text to Grant, who happens to be an Angels fan, told him sorry that the Angels lost. It just made me think about him. And it was 9:30 at night! Well, apparently he was only in the 3rd inning as he had TiVo'd the game to watch it later. And I spoiled it. Sorry. I feel really bad. And I'm kinda giggling at the same time. I mean, how often do I watch baseball?? And how often do I feel the need to comment to someone about it?? Like, never!! So, sorry Grant. Do you still like me?? Please don't be mad. I didn't do it on purpose. I promise. I didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-413575225574604178?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/413575225574604178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=413575225574604178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/413575225574604178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/413575225574604178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SOvhoeucqfI/AAAAAAAAAvo/C0o6cBt_YhM/s72-c/_MG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-3039399514024969358</id><published>2008-10-02T13:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:36:48.603-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>By the way...</title><content type='html'>Happy October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of snuck up on me.  And overnight it feels like autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite time of year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-3039399514024969358?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/3039399514024969358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=3039399514024969358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3039399514024969358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/3039399514024969358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/by-way.html' title='By the way...'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-4298373178405022766</id><published>2008-10-02T13:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:35:33.711-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Going to Janet's after work today.  We are leaving in the morning tomorrow for the 9 hours car ride to Boron.  Cannot wait.  And that is not sarcastic.  I'm super excited about this trip.  Can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Boron for the first time in a few years.  Excited about it.  I feel like it's been forever since I've made the trip.  Also, since the last many years are feeling more and more like an out of body experience, it feels even longer.  I'm hoping for good sunsets, lots of laughs and nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this all means for you?  I'll be away from the computer for the weekend.  But when I'm back I'll have pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves.&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-4298373178405022766?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/4298373178405022766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=4298373178405022766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4298373178405022766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/4298373178405022766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7556532035734574576</id><published>2008-10-01T11:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:53:21.374-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Ack!</title><content type='html'>I'm so freaking excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the big print of the single sunflower last week.  And it came today!  Ack!  I was able to find matching frames that I like for the sunflower prints, haven't taken them out of my backseat yet.  So today when the print arrived at work I had the frame as well.  So I grabbed the frame from my car and put the picture in it.  (all while running and squealing like an idiot) I so totally love it!  I've designed the whole set up that will hang above the blue couch.  When the house finally sells and I can get my own place.  So totally super excited about this!  Can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7556532035734574576?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7556532035734574576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7556532035734574576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7556532035734574576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7556532035734574576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/10/ack.html' title='Ack!'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4623406647095283920.post-7691312981842104142</id><published>2008-09-30T16:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T16:50:38.784-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>It'll get you everytime.  No matter how good you think you are doing, how on top of everything you are, how in check your emotions are...  if you have stress, it all comes crashing down.  It'll knock the wind out of you everytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I've been coping and dealing with everything in my life rather well.  Some one commented to me that I seem to be handling everything so well, she wonders what is going on under the surface.  Under the surface?  I'm a raging storm.  Huge waves, valleys, I'm about to topple over.  But I usually manage to keep it all in check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not today.  I've had just about enough today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coping mechanisms: ice cream, running, sleep, music, laughter, work, more ice cream and snacks.  Ok, so usually when I'm stressed I gain a couple pounds.  Who cares??  The point being that when I'm stressed I try very hard not to express my emotion visibly, physically, or verbally.  In a negative fashion.  Because running and laughing are bother very positive expressions of stress.  It's not like I'm out drinking myself senseless.  Or things that I otherwise shouldn't do.  So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of all this you ask?  Well, I have no idea.  Except that today I reached my stress limit.  And almost lost it.  Thank goodness I almost lost it privately.  Yes, that is a good thing.  But, because I talked about my issue with someone, I was able to relax, release, and let go of my issue.  And y'know, as soon as I talked about, the worst of my anxiety went away.  Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lesson learned:  talk about my issues with someone who knows me and who I trust, then my mind can relax and then my body can relax and I have a much better day.  And week.  And month.  And... you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4623406647095283920-7691312981842104142?l=marjorieclark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/feeds/7691312981842104142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4623406647095283920&amp;postID=7691312981842104142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7691312981842104142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4623406647095283920/posts/default/7691312981842104142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marjorieclark.blogspot.com/2008/09/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Marjorie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ynUeU53t6do/SmkT4CU2NqI/AAAAAAAABCo/criIk9Y3RgM/S220/Photo+25.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
