<?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-9044423726873437228</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:02:47.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>11:11</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-7408959247147002790</id><published>2010-02-15T13:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:33:58.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watchdog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3mvrt-b8iI/AAAAAAAAASI/dGOtYHbQW6Q/s1600-h/02.15.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3mvrt-b8iI/AAAAAAAAASI/dGOtYHbQW6Q/s320/02.15.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438571190637294114" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I call a watchdog.  It doesn’t sit around the house all day waiting for someone to walk up to the door or pass by the street; it climbs to the top of the wall to be vigilant in keeping its house protected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-7408959247147002790?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7408959247147002790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7408959247147002790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/watchdog.html' title='Watchdog'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3mvrt-b8iI/AAAAAAAAASI/dGOtYHbQW6Q/s72-c/02.15.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-2511984693060573892</id><published>2010-02-14T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:00:23.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3lvfJF0AkI/AAAAAAAAASA/X88ZEH-Yfac/s1600-h/02.14.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3lvfJF0AkI/AAAAAAAAASA/X88ZEH-Yfac/s320/02.14.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438500605833511490" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shot a wedding today from 1:00 to 9:00.  It was a long day but very fun.  In fact, this was my favorite Valentine’s day ever.  Being around a bride and groom helped me realize what life is all about...love.  I am so grateful to have found my true love.  Elyse is beautiful, talented and funny as hell.  I thoroughly enjoyed being with her all day.  I did however, get more action from the bride’s grandma than I did from Elyse.  The grandma could not climb herself into the bus that transported us from the hotel to the chapel, so I was the lucky one who got to push her from the “rump.”  After we Elyse and I got into the bus, she asked Elyse if she was mad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-2511984693060573892?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2511984693060573892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2511984693060573892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-valentines.html' title='My Valentines'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3lvfJF0AkI/AAAAAAAAASA/X88ZEH-Yfac/s72-c/02.14.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3568508165897122998</id><published>2010-02-13T08:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:58:41.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep...Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3lvE8fS0tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/r0T0YgUC98k/s1600-h/02.13.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3lvE8fS0tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/r0T0YgUC98k/s320/02.13.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438500155774128850" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been one of those days, where you want to rip your eardrums out.  Olive has another ear infection, her nose is runny, and her RSV is making it hard for her to breath.  She has been cranky and verbal about it.  After putting her in 50 positions, we finally found one that was comfortable enough for her and she finally fell asleep.  The blinds were shut when I took this picture so it’s a bit fuzzy.  She kind of looks like an Angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3568508165897122998?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3568508165897122998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3568508165897122998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/asleepfinally.html' title='Asleep...Finally'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3lvE8fS0tI/AAAAAAAAAR4/r0T0YgUC98k/s72-c/02.13.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-4162888848749576755</id><published>2010-02-12T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T08:59:08.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18th Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3luRcPqRaI/AAAAAAAAARw/KktvdiWr4EU/s1600-h/02.12.10_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3luRcPqRaI/AAAAAAAAARw/KktvdiWr4EU/s320/02.12.10_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438499270945293730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3luMsXuSII/AAAAAAAAARo/FGeNcSOzU-U/s1600-h/02.12.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3luMsXuSII/AAAAAAAAARo/FGeNcSOzU-U/s320/02.12.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438499189374732418" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel got his first baby sitting experience while I was golfing this morning.  Luckily for him, my mom picked  up Olive right when she started getting fussy.  After golf, I spent the rest of the day chauffeuring  my mom’s brothers and sisters around town.   We went to Carolina’s, downtown Phoenix, Scottsdale, then to Nando’s for fried ice cream.  It was a lot of fun hanging out with them all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-4162888848749576755?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4162888848749576755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4162888848749576755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/18th-hole.html' title='18th Hole'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3luRcPqRaI/AAAAAAAAARw/KktvdiWr4EU/s72-c/02.12.10_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-871293344051341919</id><published>2010-02-11T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:10:37.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3SAUckauzI/AAAAAAAAARg/53wOU24AChw/s1600-h/02.11.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3SAUckauzI/AAAAAAAAARg/53wOU24AChw/s320/02.11.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437111738897709874" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally figured out how to get Olive to behave while I study; I put her in the bumbo and set her on the table next to me.  She kept on knocking down the water bottle, pushing the box into my book, and dropping the bib she uses as a teething toy, but those distractions are far less obtrusive than the crying and screaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-871293344051341919?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/871293344051341919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/871293344051341919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/study-partner.html' title='Study Partner'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3SAUckauzI/AAAAAAAAARg/53wOU24AChw/s72-c/02.11.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-8844513537728914198</id><published>2010-02-10T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:10:29.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3M828ZTJqI/AAAAAAAAARY/pvTVpPvzEP4/s1600-h/02.10.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3M828ZTJqI/AAAAAAAAARY/pvTVpPvzEP4/s320/02.10.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436756089789163170" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive and I spent the day with Grandma Hall.  Our agenda was supposed to include baking wheat bread and cinnamon rolls and cleaning Grandma’s house.  We did a little cleaning, got the cinnamon rolls  started but never made it to the wheat bread.  We did buy some wheat and other ingredients for the bread at Shars.  This happens to be Grandma Mackelprangs’ favorite store as well.  Olive usually goes in the shopping cart and when there is no room for groceries, Olive gets to hold the goods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-8844513537728914198?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/8844513537728914198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/8844513537728914198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/shars.html' title='Shars'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3M828ZTJqI/AAAAAAAAARY/pvTVpPvzEP4/s72-c/02.10.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3706387634808245495</id><published>2010-02-09T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:56:09.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baker Man, Baker Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3GhsLxi3PI/AAAAAAAAARI/dMp48r04psE/s1600-h/02.09.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3GhsLxi3PI/AAAAAAAAARI/dMp48r04psE/s320/02.09.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436304005659811058" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite memories was waking up to the smell of homemade bread.  I want Olive to have those same memories so I learned how to make bread from my mom.  This is my fifth batch and I am getting better each time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3706387634808245495?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3706387634808245495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3706387634808245495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/baker-man-baker-man.html' title='Baker Man, Baker Man'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3GhsLxi3PI/AAAAAAAAARI/dMp48r04psE/s72-c/02.09.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3626617697225266298</id><published>2010-02-08T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T16:59:21.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Hall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3ClTzfXZOI/AAAAAAAAARA/-JSE9sMg4yc/s1600-h/02.08.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3ClTzfXZOI/AAAAAAAAARA/-JSE9sMg4yc/s320/02.08.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436026509894051042" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my internship at Arcadia High School in north Phoenix.  I was a little worried if I was going to like teaching or not, but after today I’m confident that I will.  It was fun to identify the “usual suspects.”  The class clown was the easiest to identify.  I really hope that I wasn’t as obnoxious as this kid was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3626617697225266298?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3626617697225266298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3626617697225266298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/mr-hall.html' title='Mr. Hall'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S3ClTzfXZOI/AAAAAAAAARA/-JSE9sMg4yc/s72-c/02.08.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5774143323899349209</id><published>2010-02-07T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:10:34.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Without a Shadow of a Doubt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2-OsGQWatI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MXw2N7zAGtc/s1600-h/02.07.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2-OsGQWatI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MXw2N7zAGtc/s320/02.07.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435720163504057042" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fast and testimony meeting at church.  A lot of my favorite “Mormonisms” are spoken during this meeting.  After hearing “without a shadow of a doubt” for the umpteenth time, I dropped my head, and in a moment of irony, I noticed my  shadow on the hard wood floor.  I must admit that it wasn’t 11:11 at this moment, but I knew this photo would be much more interesting than the one I would get sitting in Sunday school.  So, I snapped this a little early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5774143323899349209?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5774143323899349209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5774143323899349209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/without-shadow-of-doubt.html' title='Without a Shadow of a Doubt'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2-OsGQWatI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/MXw2N7zAGtc/s72-c/02.07.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-7694931455130537139</id><published>2010-02-06T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T10:58:17.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S22tsEAmuVI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qxyzsRLPIz8/s1600-h/02.06.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S22tsEAmuVI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qxyzsRLPIz8/s320/02.06.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435191297808185682" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma keeps Olive occupied with Ruby as Olivia watches and as I make up a batch of homemade red enchilada sauce.  It’s nice to have family close.  This last week I was able to “pawn” Olive off to various family members as I recovered from my  implant surgery.  I can’t imagine how I would function if I didn’t have family close.  Elyse and I have flirted with the idea of moving from Arizona for a few  years but it’s times like this that keep us grounded here.  Thanks to all for your support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-7694931455130537139?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7694931455130537139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7694931455130537139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-family.html' title='We Are Family'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S22tsEAmuVI/AAAAAAAAAQw/qxyzsRLPIz8/s72-c/02.06.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-116877048399156489</id><published>2010-02-05T11:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:09:52.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Man's Junk is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2xkQ-shRhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z-rToEhnJgI/s1600-h/02.05.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2xkQ-shRhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z-rToEhnJgI/s400/02.05.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434829093199758866" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your junk drawer wont shut it’s time to clean it out.  The usual suspects are there: pens, tape, finger clippers, sticky notes and measuring tape.   I don’t know how the  hot pads make it in there.  Now that Daniel is living with us again, Elyse has her scapegoat.  When he wasn’t here, the hot pads grew legs and arms, walked to the drawer, opened it up and jumped in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-116877048399156489?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/116877048399156489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/116877048399156489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-mans-junk-is.html' title='One Man&apos;s Junk is...'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2xkQ-shRhI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Z-rToEhnJgI/s72-c/02.05.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-82910647099542347</id><published>2010-02-04T12:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:10:08.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments Before Throwing a Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2xkpv3tz8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/kAPMxK_Ztag/s1600-h/02.04.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2xkpv3tz8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/kAPMxK_Ztag/s400/02.04.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434829518716915650" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive’s teeth are coming in which means that she is seemingly in a bad mood all of the time.  We spent a few minutes on T’s bed this morning playing with Teddy Bears.  Two minutes later she was arching her back, kicking her legs, and screaming at the top of her lungs.  I can’t wait for all of her teeth to come in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-82910647099542347?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/82910647099542347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/82910647099542347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/moments-before-throwing-fit.html' title='Moments Before Throwing a Fit'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2xkpv3tz8I/AAAAAAAAAQA/kAPMxK_Ztag/s72-c/02.04.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-1916534880615333633</id><published>2010-02-03T11:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T11:43:00.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboy T and Baby O</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2nDlVoeboI/AAAAAAAAAPA/OAEZuS7e0P0/s1600-h/02.03.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2nDlVoeboI/AAAAAAAAAPA/OAEZuS7e0P0/s320/02.03.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434089471628701314" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timothy loves Olive.  He was the only nephew or niece who came to visit it her in the hospital when she was a newborn.  I used to tease Timothy that I was going to take Lincoln home with me to live.  T would get so upset that he would come to tears then tell me that Lincoln was his baby.  After Olive came, T inquired, “So now that you have baby Olive you don’t ever have to take Lincoln home, right?”   Hopefully he is always that fond of his little brother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-1916534880615333633?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1916534880615333633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1916534880615333633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/cowboy-t-and-baby-o.html' title='Cowboy T and Baby O'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2nDlVoeboI/AAAAAAAAAPA/OAEZuS7e0P0/s72-c/02.03.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-9212949420279370791</id><published>2010-02-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T11:48:33.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloom's Taxonomy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2hzaY0vf-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/LDhZajADVRk/s1600-h/02.02.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2hzaY0vf-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/LDhZajADVRk/s320/02.02.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433719847599964130" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to study all morning but it is extremely difficult to stay focused when you are doped up on pain pills.  This morning I am studying  children’s psychology and how it pertains to education.  I don’t think Bloom ever studied the effects of vicatin on the cognitive process.  I have a feeling that I will be re-reading my assignments in a few days if I really want to grasp the concepts.  In the mean time I will finish my homework and hope that it is cohesive enough to get me a good mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-9212949420279370791?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/9212949420279370791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/9212949420279370791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/blooms-taxonomy.html' title='Bloom&apos;s Taxonomy'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2hzaY0vf-I/AAAAAAAAAO4/LDhZajADVRk/s72-c/02.02.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5848697108057313422</id><published>2010-02-01T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:51:09.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out and Not About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2cikCKsQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/N7s_o4sgfpk/s1600-h/02.01.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2cikCKsQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/N7s_o4sgfpk/s320/02.01.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433349477898142578" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been three days since my teeth implant surgery and I am still filling out of it.  I didn’t think I would need the pain pills the doctor prescribed but I was certainly wrong.  Elyse likes me when I’m on pain pills; she says that I am much sweeter and affectionate.   My mouth is so sore.  It doesn’t help when Olive’s flaying hands hit me on the face.  Yesterday she hit me so hard I thought I was going to pass out.  I woke up this morning swollen and uncomfortable.  Thankfully I have great family close...Aunt Niki picked up Olive this morning.  I hope to get some rest today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5848697108057313422?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5848697108057313422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5848697108057313422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/02/out-and-not-about.html' title='Out and Not About'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2cikCKsQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/N7s_o4sgfpk/s72-c/02.01.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-4073051627796147747</id><published>2010-01-31T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:30:32.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Real Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2XaRqetpdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TVrKLDMpDbc/s1600-h/01.31.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2XaRqetpdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TVrKLDMpDbc/s320/01.31.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432988522488112594" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive gets her first home cooked meal.  Sara and Dick gave us a baby food recipe book a few months ago and I have been looking forward to the opportunity to make her some of the recipes.  We purchased an awesome food processor from Craigslist and it works great!  Her first meal was sweet potatoes puree.  I also made her sweet peas puree, zucchini puree and apple sauce.  I used ice trays to freeze her daily portions into little cubes.  Our little baby is growing up too fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-4073051627796147747?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4073051627796147747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4073051627796147747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-real-meal.html' title='First Real Meal'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2XaRqetpdI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TVrKLDMpDbc/s72-c/01.31.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-1764507816935797867</id><published>2010-01-30T12:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T15:56:59.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Kiki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2SCDaZGceI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XHa3vE3ER-M/s1600-h/01.30.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2SCDaZGceI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XHa3vE3ER-M/s320/01.30.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432610045651481058" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a sad day for the Hall family as we say goodbye to Kiki.  We had her for five years and we love her dearly, but she was not able to adapt to our new family dynamics.  We can’t trust her with Olive and she and Sophie fight like, well, dogs.  I was able to detach emotionally from Kiki a lot easier than Elyse.  Elyse’s brother  John and girlfriend Iris are going to adopt Kiki.  This morning they brought over their dog Bob to see how the two would react.  So far so good.  They are going to  take her for the weekend for a trial run.  Here Elyse watches as the two dogs get acquainted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-1764507816935797867?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1764507816935797867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1764507816935797867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/bye-bye-kiki.html' title='Bye Bye Kiki'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2SCDaZGceI/AAAAAAAAAN4/XHa3vE3ER-M/s72-c/01.30.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-4183948959570585564</id><published>2010-01-29T21:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:01:13.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2RpB24SF7I/AAAAAAAAANw/av5Q3SMccrM/s1600-h/01.29.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2RpB24SF7I/AAAAAAAAANw/av5Q3SMccrM/s320/01.29.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432582531148027826" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t seen me smile much in the last few months it’s not because I'm unhappy or grumpy; it’s because I lost a tooth and when I smile the gap is exposed.  That all changes today, at 11:11 I was  under the dentist’s knife getting two implants (I lost another tooth a few years back.)  I look like  a total tool in this photo but I felt compelled to add it.  I chose to be put under so  I wasn’t able to take a photo during the surgery so I snapped this shot just before going in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-4183948959570585564?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/4183948959570585564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=4183948959570585564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4183948959570585564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4183948959570585564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/gappy.html' title='Gappy'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2RpB24SF7I/AAAAAAAAANw/av5Q3SMccrM/s72-c/01.29.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5591670992391144498</id><published>2010-01-28T13:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T14:24:54.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting Rob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2IAmY8MLfI/AAAAAAAAANg/VkZBdgU40C4/s1600-h/01.28.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2IAmY8MLfI/AAAAAAAAANg/VkZBdgU40C4/s320/01.28.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431904760092175858" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Bird is one of my greatest friends.  I always refer to him as my  Phish buddy.  We have been to many Phish and String Cheese Incident shows among many others.  Rob is a doctor, and specializes in weight loss.  Today we shot a video for his web site on how to administer one of his diets.  We turned my front room into a mini studio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5591670992391144498?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/5591670992391144498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=5591670992391144498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5591670992391144498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5591670992391144498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/shooting-rob.html' title='Shooting Rob'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2IAmY8MLfI/AAAAAAAAANg/VkZBdgU40C4/s72-c/01.28.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-1764463764802427191</id><published>2010-01-27T13:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:25:13.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camera Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2CgqCjNnPI/AAAAAAAAANI/0cZYysRLkNY/s1600-h/01.27.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2CgqCjNnPI/AAAAAAAAANI/0cZYysRLkNY/s320/01.27.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431517794708331762" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive is used to being photographed.  She might be the most photographed child in the history of the world.  Whenever we pull out a camera she looks right at it.  As you can see in this progression, she was upset until the camera was placed in front of her face.  With each click she gets happier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-1764463764802427191?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/1764463764802427191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=1764463764802427191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1764463764802427191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1764463764802427191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/camera-happy.html' title='Camera Happy'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S2CgqCjNnPI/AAAAAAAAANI/0cZYysRLkNY/s72-c/01.27.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5409890550368993572</id><published>2010-01-26T11:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:02:12.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentoring in the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S183vN4mVhI/AAAAAAAAANA/eAq1P0BskP0/s1600-h/01.26.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S183vN4mVhI/AAAAAAAAANA/eAq1P0BskP0/s320/01.26.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431120959952541202" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel moved back in with us in December.  Since he last moved out  his eyes have been open to reality.  During his first and second stint living with us, we had to beg him to help out with the daily chores.  Now he chips in not only by helping clean up but he also buys some of the groceries.  He also figured out that eating out every meal is expensive and that a good home cooked meal isn’t as easy as it looks.  He asked me to teach him to cook so I am throwing him head first into the kitchen.  Last night he made steel cut oats that cooked until morning.  It was a tasty breakfast.  We had some old bananas so this morning he cooked up his first batch of banana bread.  Its still cooking so I can’t report if its tasty or not; however, it smells wonderful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5409890550368993572?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/5409890550368993572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=5409890550368993572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5409890550368993572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5409890550368993572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/mentoring-in-kitchen.html' title='Mentoring in the Kitchen'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S183vN4mVhI/AAAAAAAAANA/eAq1P0BskP0/s72-c/01.26.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-7547945772696807153</id><published>2010-01-25T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:44:28.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refrigerator Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S13yEMTD6HI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nzCdfEAufN8/s1600-h/01.25.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S13yEMTD6HI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nzCdfEAufN8/s400/01.25.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430762879513258098" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elyse is the real photographer in the family.  She loves taking pictures and loves printing them even more.  We have hundreds of pictures hanging, lying and hiding in random places through out the house.  Surrounded by printed memories is our message board.  Here Elyse has left me detailed directions on when, how and what to do for all of Olive’s medications.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-7547945772696807153?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/7547945772696807153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=7547945772696807153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7547945772696807153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7547945772696807153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/refrigerator-madness.html' title='Refrigerator Madness'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S13yEMTD6HI/AAAAAAAAAM4/nzCdfEAufN8/s72-c/01.25.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-2179071351161724810</id><published>2010-01-24T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:45:03.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day 3 &amp; Merman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10cDjHm7HI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NAzU6XCeURQ/s1600-h/01.24.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10cDjHm7HI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NAzU6XCeURQ/s320/01.24.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430527572971023474" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive is on her third day of being sick.  She has an ear infection, bronchiolitis, early signs of RSV and a scratched cornea.  All of this combined with a running fever and  we have one upset and fussy baby.    We have spent a lot of time this weekend watching tv and movies.  Elyse insisted that we watch a movie before the NFL playoff games.  We asked Daniel to put on a comedy of his choice and he selected Zoolander.  At 11:11 one of my favorite parts was playing.  Zoolander is depressed and has gone back to his home town to see his dad.  They go to a bar where the mine workers hang out.  Zoolander’s dad is clearly embarrassed by his “ridiculously good looking son.”  While they are there a commercial starring Zoolander comes on the tv; he is portrayed as a merman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-2179071351161724810?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/2179071351161724810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=2179071351161724810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2179071351161724810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2179071351161724810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/sick-day-3-merman.html' title='Sick Day 3 &amp; Merman'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10cDjHm7HI/AAAAAAAAAMA/NAzU6XCeURQ/s72-c/01.24.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-6863923772550443131</id><published>2010-01-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:46:15.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Longing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bpJsBmSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6gOwEMyzMN8/s1600-h/01.23.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bpJsBmSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6gOwEMyzMN8/s320/01.23.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430527119467845922" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jake.  We are watching him while my parents are in St. Johns for the funeral of Uncle Larry.  He’s not used to hanging outside with other dogs all day.  He’s been sitting outside the door whining.  I’d let him in but he pooped in the house when he first got here last night.  Also, he is wet and dirty due to the rain.  Oh well, he’ll be spoiled in a few hours when he reunites with my mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-6863923772550443131?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/6863923772550443131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=6863923772550443131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6863923772550443131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6863923772550443131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/longing.html' title='Longing'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bpJsBmSI/AAAAAAAAAL4/6gOwEMyzMN8/s72-c/01.23.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3512417288527267618</id><published>2010-01-22T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T13:25:34.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10baoK_MPI/AAAAAAAAALw/bDMDo1Xdu98/s1600-h/01.22.10_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10baoK_MPI/AAAAAAAAALw/bDMDo1Xdu98/s320/01.22.10_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526869952737522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bW2cBj2I/AAAAAAAAALo/GvouHNjwqCY/s1600-h/01.22.10_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bW2cBj2I/AAAAAAAAALo/GvouHNjwqCY/s320/01.22.10_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526805062815586" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive woke us up early this morning with a fever. For the past few days we thought she was fake coughing but this morning the cough was very real. The doctor told us not to take her to urgent care. I was not looking forward to waiting for three hours for them to do nothing. We stripped her down to her diaper, put a wet cloth on her head and gave her some Tylenol. We finally all went back to bed. Elyse called in sick so we all get to spend the day together. Luckily Olive is like me when she’s sick on not like Elyse. When I’m sick I want to be left alone. I might ask for a few favors but for the most part I am quite easy to take care of. When Elyse is sick...she becomes the “demander in chief.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3512417288527267618?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/3512417288527267618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=3512417288527267618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3512417288527267618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3512417288527267618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/olive-woke-us-up-early-this-morningt.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10baoK_MPI/AAAAAAAAALw/bDMDo1Xdu98/s72-c/01.22.10_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-6804340181202611055</id><published>2010-01-21T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:47:13.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bK5PkqtI/AAAAAAAAALg/xqb9Hjl_GPk/s1600-h/01.21.10_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bK5PkqtI/AAAAAAAAALg/xqb9Hjl_GPk/s320/01.21.10_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526599657466578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bG-DpU9I/AAAAAAAAALY/mu7E0M8F33E/s1600-h/01.21.10_a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bG-DpU9I/AAAAAAAAALY/mu7E0M8F33E/s320/01.21.10_a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526532230140882" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday I started my Masters in Education program. Instead of buying a parking pass for $170.00, I bought this fold up bike for $125.00. It folds up nicely to fit in the trunk of my car. I park my car at the light rail station which is less than a mile away from my classroom. The bike is nearly 50 years old and has all of the original parts except for the tires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-6804340181202611055?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/6804340181202611055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=6804340181202611055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6804340181202611055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6804340181202611055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10bK5PkqtI/AAAAAAAAALg/xqb9Hjl_GPk/s72-c/01.21.10_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-255012949916038981</id><published>2010-01-20T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:47:54.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Olive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10a9arygfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-sPxH75QeuE/s1600-h/01.20.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10a9arygfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-sPxH75QeuE/s320/01.20.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526368116015602" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite movies is “Raising Arizona.”  In this shot I pay homage to the Coen Brothers.    I usually text Elyse the photos I take and  to this photo she responded, “Don’t like that our baby is in the middle of the street.”   I reminded her that we have a family picture with all of us in the street.  She rebutted that Olive wasn’t in the street alone.  I responded that there was a photographer present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-255012949916038981?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/255012949916038981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=255012949916038981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/255012949916038981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/255012949916038981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/raising-olive.html' title='Raising Olive'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10a9arygfI/AAAAAAAAALQ/-sPxH75QeuE/s72-c/01.20.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-8977345161676818403</id><published>2010-01-19T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:48:07.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Palms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10a03L7s0I/AAAAAAAAALI/IIq959EPbLQ/s1600-h/01.19.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10a03L7s0I/AAAAAAAAALI/IIq959EPbLQ/s320/01.19.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526221148205890" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not supposed to text message or take pictures on my phone while I drive but I have no choice when it’s 11:11.  This trailer park is one of many around my house.  During the summer it’s as barren as its desert surroundings, but in the fall, winter and spring you will find countless geriatrics roaming around.  Snowbirds is too kind of a word to describe these migrants.  I hate to generalize, but these “old farts” are a major inconvenience.  They slow up our roads, they crowd our stores and they cut in front of you in lines.  I guess it gives us at least  one upside to 100 plus temperatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-8977345161676818403?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/8977345161676818403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=8977345161676818403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/8977345161676818403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/8977345161676818403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/palms.html' title='Palms'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10a03L7s0I/AAAAAAAAALI/IIq959EPbLQ/s72-c/01.19.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-4885548193368421022</id><published>2010-01-18T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:48:23.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepover with Lydia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aor27abI/AAAAAAAAALA/gOvqjrw42jQ/s1600-h/01.18.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aor27abI/AAAAAAAAALA/gOvqjrw42jQ/s320/01.18.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430526011948886450" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Add_Image" title="Add Image" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="addImage();" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);;ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia spent last night with us.  She was adamant that she would sleep in bed with Elyse and I but when she fell asleep on the couch we did not wake her.  She claimed to wake up several times in the night to the stares of Olive’s stuffed horse and elephant.  “It kind of scared me,” she told me in the morning.  For breakfast she wanted french toast so we went to the store to get the ingredients.  We walked by the flowers and I decided to get Elyse a bouquet.  Lydia picked the flowers out and then informed me that she too loved flowers.   In the end she left with the flowers and her “very own vase!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-4885548193368421022?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/4885548193368421022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=4885548193368421022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4885548193368421022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4885548193368421022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleepover-with-lydia.html' title='Sleepover with Lydia'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aor27abI/AAAAAAAAALA/gOvqjrw42jQ/s72-c/01.18.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-8058364143441005440</id><published>2010-01-17T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:48:41.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Horsing Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10abZ9d83I/AAAAAAAAAK4/T6gzllmPtx0/s1600-h/01.17.10_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10abZ9d83I/AAAAAAAAAK4/T6gzllmPtx0/s320/01.17.10_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430525783806178162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aUhRqCmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-qnzNHEcWbU/s1600-h/01.17.10_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aUhRqCmI/AAAAAAAAAKw/-qnzNHEcWbU/s320/01.17.10_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430525665510820450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aRhw6kyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kRYFmuqPT_0/s1600-h/01.17.10_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aRhw6kyI/AAAAAAAAAKo/kRYFmuqPT_0/s320/01.17.10_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430525614102319906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10aOnRnF-I/AAAAAAAAAKg/EkdHlPSdbSU/s1600-h/01.17.10_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Like any boy would do, Timmy climbed his way up the haystack to see the world from a different point of view, hence the telescope.  I have yet to figure out why the broom is atop the stack; perhaps its Timmy’s flag to show off to the world his mighty climb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-8058364143441005440?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/8058364143441005440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=8058364143441005440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/8058364143441005440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/8058364143441005440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/horsing-around.html' title='Horsing Around'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10abZ9d83I/AAAAAAAAAK4/T6gzllmPtx0/s72-c/01.17.10_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5778953308395953298</id><published>2010-01-16T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:48:53.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Way to Costco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Y3SLY-OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nBcjOS8T2rA/s1600-h/01.16.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Y3SLY-OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nBcjOS8T2rA/s320/01.16.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430524063730170082" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we were at a stop light when 11:11 chimed in.  It used to annoy me when mothers sat in the back seat with their babies, but as you can see, my opinion has changed.  I much rather annoy some dude than have a crying baby annoy me.  It has other perks as well; when Elyse is in the back she cannot reach the volume dial or the ipod so I get total control of the musical output.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5778953308395953298?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/5778953308395953298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=5778953308395953298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5778953308395953298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5778953308395953298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-way-to-costco.html' title='On the Way to Costco'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Y3SLY-OI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nBcjOS8T2rA/s72-c/01.16.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-2054735808587070883</id><published>2010-01-15T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:49:10.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who’s the Prisoner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Yt_q6LRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ERP_PZL58a4/s1600-h/01.15.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Yt_q6LRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ERP_PZL58a4/s320/01.15.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430523904143273234" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel sorry for my dogs.  Their personal space in our house has been reduced to just a few square feet.  They seem like prisoners behind bars.   I might not be behind bars, but sometimes I feel like I’m a prisoner.  A prisoner to my computer.  A prisoner to my phone.  A prisoner to the day to day chores.  I guess we are all prisoners of sorts.  At least dogs only have to worry about eating, messing and pleasing their owners.  Not a bad gig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-2054735808587070883?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/2054735808587070883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=2054735808587070883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2054735808587070883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2054735808587070883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/whos-prisoner.html' title='Who’s the Prisoner?'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Yt_q6LRI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ERP_PZL58a4/s72-c/01.15.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5437637662251675474</id><published>2010-01-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:49:24.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Content at the Dentist’s Office</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10ZQ5ikFDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/97JM6q9d578/s1600-h/01.14.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10ZQ5ikFDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/97JM6q9d578/s320/01.14.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430524503793079346" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was like the Bill Murray’s character from “Little Shop of Horror’s” who delighted in his visits to the dentist’s office but I am not.  It’s not the pain, in fact, I don’t mind teeth pain, it’s the embarrassment.  For some reason I have a complex with how my teeth look.  It doesn’t help that I recently lost a tooth. Every time I smile at someone I can feel their eyes focus on the toothless gap.  I know that dentists and dental hygienists see nastier teeth all day but still I feel self-conscious about the way mine look.  I can imagine all of the doctors and staff members huddled around my x-rays pointing and jeering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  i brush twice daily and floss frequently&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5437637662251675474?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/5437637662251675474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=5437637662251675474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5437637662251675474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5437637662251675474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-so-content-at-dentists-office.html' title='Not So Content at the Dentist’s Office'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10ZQ5ikFDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/97JM6q9d578/s72-c/01.14.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-6310560346450425633</id><published>2010-01-13T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:52:16.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma, Jake, Olive and Oprah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Yep6m9iI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5bRoiRX2j1Q/s1600-h/01.13.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Yep6m9iI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5bRoiRX2j1Q/s320/01.13.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430523640605505058" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been really nice having my mom available to babysit Olive.  I don’t know who enjoys Olive more; my mom or Jake.  Olive loves to lie on Grandma’s lap.  Every time I come to pick her up she is in this same position.  My only complaint is her exposure to Oprah...luckily she’ll be off air by the time Olive controls the remote.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-6310560346450425633?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/6310560346450425633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=6310560346450425633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6310560346450425633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6310560346450425633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/grandma-jake-olive-and-oprah.html' title='Grandma, Jake, Olive and Oprah'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Yep6m9iI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5bRoiRX2j1Q/s72-c/01.13.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-7769716453911318772</id><published>2010-01-12T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:52:31.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YVyxvP3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/VVOYWrMV11I/s1600-h/01.12.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YVyxvP3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/VVOYWrMV11I/s320/01.12.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430523488365395826" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’m a stay-at-home dad I feel justified in going shopping.  As you can see, Olive can only handle so much perusing.  Why is she complaining?  She got a new furry friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-7769716453911318772?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/7769716453911318772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=7769716453911318772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7769716453911318772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7769716453911318772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/shopping-girl.html' title='Shopping Girl'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YVyxvP3I/AAAAAAAAAIo/VVOYWrMV11I/s72-c/01.12.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-1444512800492088231</id><published>2010-01-11T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:52:52.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Condition Colonoscopy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YOcRR_MI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yxINIyXAawM/s1600-h/01.11.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YOcRR_MI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yxINIyXAawM/s320/01.11.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430523362064596162" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t able to completely clean out the dryer vent so I called in the professionals to finish the job.  While they were here they convinced me that  my air condition ducts needed cleaning.   When I asked if the ducts were bad, the technician responded, “I looked in there and thought I saw the sierra desert.”  This might explain my chronic cough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-1444512800492088231?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/1444512800492088231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=1444512800492088231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1444512800492088231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/1444512800492088231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/air-condition-colonoscopy.html' title='Air Condition Colonoscopy'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YOcRR_MI/AAAAAAAAAIg/yxINIyXAawM/s72-c/01.11.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3329968590043506337</id><published>2010-01-10T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:53:06.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stained</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YDV4sGnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a4Fu9Yyg5n8/s1600-h/01.10.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YDV4sGnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a4Fu9Yyg5n8/s320/01.10.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430523171372276338" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive and I on the couch watching PBA (Professional Bowling Association.)  Notice the stain on my shirt?  For lunch I had a pizza Hot pocket.  The oil seeped through the cardboard container that’s supposed to protect your hands from the heat.  I think they should change the design to include protection from the oil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3329968590043506337?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/3329968590043506337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=3329968590043506337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3329968590043506337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3329968590043506337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/stained.html' title='Stained'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10YDV4sGnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a4Fu9Yyg5n8/s72-c/01.10.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-815410210130560084</id><published>2010-01-09T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:53:21.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50% Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10X3_AJZVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MTTrcIPBGZg/s1600-h/01.09.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10X3_AJZVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MTTrcIPBGZg/s320/01.09.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430522976250979666" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we woke up and went garage, yard and thrift shopping.  I was the only one who didn’t find a second hand gem but  I did enjoy hearing the same joke over and over from my senior citizen friends: “Is that cute baby for sale?”   My response was the same each time as well: “Your lucky day, all baby’s are fifty percent off.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-815410210130560084?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/815410210130560084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=815410210130560084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/815410210130560084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/815410210130560084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/50-off.html' title='50% Off'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10X3_AJZVI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/MTTrcIPBGZg/s72-c/01.09.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3808659198558942250</id><published>2010-01-08T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:53:34.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ned is Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XtynDM3I/AAAAAAAAAII/7ZFttikSKIg/s1600-h/01.08.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XtynDM3I/AAAAAAAAAII/7ZFttikSKIg/s320/01.08.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430522801125798770" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Ned’s Krazy Subs but I’m not a fan of Ned.  A few years ago I ordered a sandwich with mustard on it.  Ned told me a sandwich should have mayo only and I told him that a sandwich without mustard wasn’t worth eating.  I  wish I could say that he responded with something like: “Then get the hell out of my parlor and never come back.” But he did not, he added the mustard and cowered into the back.  I couldn’t believe someone could get offended by mustard.   It turns out that Ned and I aren’t too different...I get upset with Elyse when she puts ketchup or bbq sauce on steak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3808659198558942250?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/3808659198558942250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=3808659198558942250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3808659198558942250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3808659198558942250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/ned-is-crazy.html' title='Ned is Crazy'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XtynDM3I/AAAAAAAAAII/7ZFttikSKIg/s72-c/01.08.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-2648712232955003168</id><published>2010-01-07T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:54:28.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Culprit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XezkPMUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z5hLPNCc2cY/s1600-h/01.07.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XezkPMUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z5hLPNCc2cY/s320/01.07.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430522543684399426" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to figure out why my dryer stinks at drying.  I figured it out.  There was lint from the dryer, through the vent and all the way up to the opening on the roof.  Can’t wait to do another load of laundry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-2648712232955003168?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/2648712232955003168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=2648712232955003168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2648712232955003168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2648712232955003168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/culprit.html' title='The Culprit'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XezkPMUI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Z5hLPNCc2cY/s72-c/01.07.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-4713068910411039915</id><published>2010-01-06T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:54:51.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful Dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XHssqGDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tA2MXb3uPjQ/s1600-h/01.06.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XHssqGDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tA2MXb3uPjQ/s320/01.06.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430522146703677490" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when I get to drive my Mom’s minivan. Not only is it a sweet ride, it also has Sirius Radio. There is a channel that is dedicated to only Grateful Dead music. Channel 57 for those of you whom are interested. Olive and I were lucky enough to get to listen to some great music on our way to visit Mom for lunch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-4713068910411039915?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/4713068910411039915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=4713068910411039915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4713068910411039915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/4713068910411039915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/grateful-dead.html' title='Grateful Dead'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10XHssqGDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/tA2MXb3uPjQ/s72-c/01.06.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-6432816242114882150</id><published>2010-01-05T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:55:09.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xavier’s Casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10W7oHqMdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SDnSOhAag64/s1600-h/01.05.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10W7oHqMdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SDnSOhAag64/s320/01.05.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430521939316322770" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and I love to eat a good Mexican lunch. I have been trying to get him to go to Xavier’s Casa de Reynoso but we always end up at Carolina’s. We finally made it to Xavier’s. Not only did Jake like it, he ate his first enchilada in about ten years and he loved it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-6432816242114882150?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/6432816242114882150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=6432816242114882150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6432816242114882150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/6432816242114882150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/xaviers-casa.html' title='Xavier’s Casa'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10W7oHqMdI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SDnSOhAag64/s72-c/01.05.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-5822212870846198407</id><published>2010-01-04T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:55:28.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin’ it Old School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10WVT_WDtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/o9pZ_q5mJCU/s1600-h/01.04.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10WVT_WDtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/o9pZ_q5mJCU/s320/01.04.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430521281077710546" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick of our junky dryer I turn to the cheapest and fastest way to dry clothes. Hopefully Kiki (lower left corner) and her cronies don’t rip the sheets down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-5822212870846198407?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/5822212870846198407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=5822212870846198407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5822212870846198407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/5822212870846198407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/hangin-it-old-school.html' title='Hangin’ it Old School'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10WVT_WDtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/o9pZ_q5mJCU/s72-c/01.04.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-2190045890248341970</id><published>2010-01-03T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:51:51.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10V2hMMzbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wc8xmMC1h3w/s1600-h/01.03.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10V2hMMzbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wc8xmMC1h3w/s320/01.03.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430520752045346226" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elyse in the best seat of the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-2190045890248341970?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/2190045890248341970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=2190045890248341970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2190045890248341970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/2190045890248341970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10V2hMMzbI/AAAAAAAAAHg/wc8xmMC1h3w/s72-c/01.03.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-3232559466671047658</id><published>2010-01-02T20:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:51:22.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Olive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10VtNY71xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AFEBhK5dMS8/s1600-h/01.02.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10VtNY71xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AFEBhK5dMS8/s320/01.02.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430520592111228690" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive hanging out on mom’s robe with her best friends Ruby and Giraffe. Never mind the messy house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-3232559466671047658?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/3232559466671047658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=3232559466671047658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3232559466671047658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/3232559466671047658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/wheres-olive.html' title='Where&apos;s Olive'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10VtNY71xI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AFEBhK5dMS8/s72-c/01.02.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9044423726873437228.post-7244042292873585197</id><published>2010-01-01T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:50:24.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BCF's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Vb6SbhjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-_MJWr0EgEY/s1600-h/01.01.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Vb6SbhjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-_MJWr0EgEY/s320/01.01.10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430520294925895218" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive and Amelia spent twenty minutes on the couch while their mothers went to Dairy Queen. Once Olive found Amelia’s hand there was no letting go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9044423726873437228-7244042292873585197?l=jefferstone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/feeds/7244042292873585197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9044423726873437228&amp;postID=7244042292873585197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7244042292873585197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9044423726873437228/posts/default/7244042292873585197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jefferstone.blogspot.com/2010/01/bcfs_25.html' title='BCF&apos;s'/><author><name>Jefferstone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362428916467009706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7vbkn2R_U4c/S10Vb6SbhjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-_MJWr0EgEY/s72-c/01.01.10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
