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		<title>Bored?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 Aug 2008 15:37:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night I paid a few bills updated our financial software, brainstormed how to save money (my sister suggested selling our books &#8211; I almost had a heart attack), and sat to stare at the walls.  I realized something &#8211; I am bored.  Bored.  I can tell you the exact date of the last time [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Last night I paid a few bills updated our financial software, brainstormed how to save money (my sister suggested selling our books &#8211; I almost had a heart attack), and sat to stare at the walls.  I realized something &#8211; I am bored.  Bored.  I can tell you the exact date of the last time I was Bored.</p>
<p>July 1st, 2006, the day before I realize I was pregnant with Sophia.</p>
<p>Bored.</p>
<p>It was 8pm.  Sophia was asleep and had been for an hour.  Her new daycare schedule has shifted her schedule dramatically.  She is a puddle of goo by 6:30pm and it is all we can do to get her to bed by 7 without a melt down.</p>
<p>The dishes and laundry are somewhat caught up.  Not perfect.  But I broke-up with perfection long ago.  Come to think of it, around July 1st, 2006.</p>
<p>The bills were paid.</p>
<p>I am a bit read out &#8211; I finished 4 novels in the past week.  My reading brain needs a break.</p>
<p>I am pissed at my current knitting work in progress &#8211; Sophia spilled milk on it and the skein of yarn is crunchy.  Ever knit with cruncy yarn?  Not fun.</p>
<p>No yard work could be done &#8211; it was pouring rain.</p>
<p>No TV &#8211; we got rid of cable and haven&#8217;t gotten around to finding an antenae.</p>
<p>This boredom is brought to me by Sophia&#8217;s new schedule and Rob&#8217;s unemployment.  Both of which are really not great things in our world right now.  I miss Sophia &#8211; I hardly get to see her during the week now and she is a grumbly mess by the time I do.  The kids wear her out.  After a three week adjustment period I can say that she loves her days &#8211; and for that I am thankful.  Rob&#8217;s unemployment &#8211; well, I think the angst associated with this needs no explanation.</p>
<p>This boredom also means that our summer of guests in the house is almost over.  We have one more group coming through this weekend and then we&#8217;re done.  Sad.</p>
<p>What a strange world to be in again.  Bored.</p>
<p>I suppose I should have cleaned the house huh?</p>
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		<title>Thar She Reads &#8211; 2007</title>
		<link>http://thebookishgirl.com/2008/07/22/thar-she-reads-2007/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 00:15:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It occured to me the other day that I had forgotten to write up my reading list for last year. I typically do this early in the new year. I suppose the fact that I am getting around to this in July somehow indicates what kind of life I&#8217;m living this year. All books are [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It occured to me the other day that I had forgotten to write up my reading list for last year.  I typically do this early in the new year.  I suppose the fact that I am getting around to this in July somehow indicates what kind of life I&#8217;m living this year.</p>
<p>All books are listed in the month in which they were finished.  Notice the missing months?  First time EVER that I have not finished a book at least once a month.  In fact there are two consective months missing a finished book.  Baby birthing and moving sure take up a bunch of time.  Not to mention the paltry numbers in 2007.  Again with the Baby.</p>
<p><strong>January 2007</strong></p>
<p>1. <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/5518/book/9955632"> Travels with Charley in Search of America</a></em>  by John Steinbeck **</p>
<p>2.<em>  <a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/5183/book/9178401" target="_top">White Teeth: A Novel</a></em> by Zadie Smith</p>
<p><strong>March 2007</strong></p>
<p>3.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/10188/book/12456970" target="_top">Blue Shoe</a></em> by Anne Lamott</p>
<p>4.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/106961/book/2137099" target="_top">March</a></em> by Geraldine Brooks **</p>
<p><strong>April 2007</strong></p>
<p>5.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/3687/book/13310171" target="_top">The New York Trilogy: City of Glass; Ghosts; The Locked Room</a></em>  by Paul Auster **</p>
<p><strong>May 2007</strong></p>
<p>6.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/81720/book/9178301" target="_top">The Memory of Running</a></em> by Ron McLarty</p>
<p><em>7.  </em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/1994879/book/15912579" target="_blank"><em>Plum Lovin&#8217; (A Stephanie Plum Novel) </em></a> by Janet Evanovich</p>
<p><strong>August 2007</strong><em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/522063/book/20984107" target="_top"></a></em></p>
<p>8. <em> <a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/522063/book/20984107" target="_top">Water for Elephants: A Novel</a></em> by Sara Gruen</p>
<p>9.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/83916/book/19057711" target="_top">The Yiddish Policemen&#8217;s Union: A Novel</a></em> by Michael Chabon</p>
<p><strong>September 2007</strong></p>
<p>10.  <a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/1899505/book/18259661" target="_top"><em>Grace (Eventually): Thoughts on Faith</em> </a> by Anne Lamott</p>
<p>11.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/185271/book/15912555" target="_top">The Inheritance of Loss</a></em> by Kiran Desai</p>
<p>12.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/2249960/book/20984203" target="_top">Lean Mean Thirteen (Stephanie Plum Novels)</a></em> by Janet Evanovich</p>
<p><strong>October 2007</strong></p>
<p>13. <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/6518/book/22868549" target="_top"> Eragon (Inheritance)</a> </em>by Christopher Paolini</p>
<p>14.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/1199218/book/22868503" target="_top">Into the Wild</a></em> by Jon Krakauer **</p>
<p><strong>November 2007</strong></p>
<p>15.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/2960278/book/24685782" target="_top">Crazy Aunt Purl&#8217;s Drunk, Divorced, and Covered in Cat Hair</a></em> by Laurie Perry</p>
<p>16.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/1014691/book/23951833" target="_top">The Thirteenth Tale: A Novel</a></em> by Diane Setterfield **</p>
<p><strong>December 2007</strong></p>
<p>17.  <em><a href="http://www.librarything.com/work/689298/book/23951886" target="_top">The Emperor&#8217;s Children</a></em> by Claire Messud  **</p>
<p>** books read for bookclub</p>
<p>Past Years</p>
<p><a href="http://thebookishgirl.com/2007/01/30/thar-she-reads-2006/">Thar She Reads &#8211; 2006</a> (34 Titles Finished)</p>
<p><a href="http://thebookishgirl.com/2006/01/12/if-i-was-truly-bookish-id-have-figured-out-the-number-of-pages-per-day/">Thar She Reads &#8211; 2005</a> (33 Titles Finished)</p>
<p>I didn&#8217;t do an entry for 2004 &#8211; Stinkers!</p>
<p>2007 stats &#8211; 17 titles or 1.42 books a month or about half of my &#8220;normal&#8221; reading load.  Not too bad considering.  I am just about back to my normal rate of reading (2.79/month).  So far this year I&#8217;ve read 14 titles, and I am just about to finish 2 more!  Go speed racer go!</p>
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		<title>Still Itching?</title>
		<link>http://thebookishgirl.com/2008/07/15/still-itching/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 17:15:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know, I know. What happened to the daily post thing?  Eh, I decided that I have to write a post for every day of the year not ON every day of the year. We have guests in town for the next few weeks.  In and out and I couldn&#8217;t be happier.  I miss our [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know, I know.</p>
<p>What happened to the daily post thing?  Eh, I decided that I have to write a post for every day of the year not ON every day of the year.</p>
<p>We have guests in town for the next few weeks.  In and out and I couldn&#8217;t be happier.  I miss our peeps.</p>
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		<title>BRB</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 00:43:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Can&#8217;t write tonight &#8211; gotta knit.  I got an itch I have to scratch. xo.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Can&#8217;t write tonight &#8211; gotta knit.  I got an itch I have to scratch.</p>
<p>xo.</p>
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		<title>Baby.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 01:14:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When in doubt post a cute picture of baby. The other night at dinner she carefully stacked all of her blueberries on her watermelon.  All while singing a little song. She hums/sings this same song over and over and has for months.  I have no idea what she&#8217;s saying or where she picked it up [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When in doubt post a cute picture of baby.</p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2644623834_a92c5426a3_b.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="DSCF3768"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3002/2644623834_a92c5426a3.jpg" alt="DSCF3768" class="slickr-post" height="376" width="500" /></a></p>
<p>The other night at dinner she carefully stacked all of her blueberries on her watermelon.  All while singing a little song.</p>
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<p>She hums/sings this same song over and over and has for months.  I have no idea what she&#8217;s saying or where she picked it up but I cannot WAIT for her to talk better and say the actual words.  We&#8217;ll finally know what she&#8217;s been singing all these months.</p>
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		<title>My how we&#8217;ve grown.</title>
		<link>http://thebookishgirl.com/2008/07/07/my-how-weve-grown/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 02:52:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[So you all got me walking down memory lane. I have spent most of the night looking for old pictures. I am missing a box of really old and funny ones. However, I did find a few to entertain.  Lucky for you all Rob got this for his birthday.  I mostly stuck to pictures of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So you all got me walking down memory lane.  I have spent most of the night looking for old pictures.  I am missing a box of really old and funny ones.  However, I did find a few to entertain.  Lucky for you all Rob <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Canon-CanoScan-Color-Scanner-0307B001/dp/B0009SBZPC/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=pc&amp;qid=1215481937&amp;sr=1-1" target="_blank">got this</a> for his birthday.  I mostly stuck to pictures of Vin and Brian, in celebration of Vin&#8217;s wedding.  I had to limit myself somehow&#8230;.otherwise you would all be bored to tears.</p>
<p>I challenge you all to post pictures of your &#8220;formal&#8221; gowns.   Me first.</p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2648567642_3985445d1a_b.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="vje and wlp 1991"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2648567642_3985445d1a.jpg" alt="vje and wlp 1991" class="slickr-post" height="356" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>Chad  (my date), me, Janine (Vin&#8217;s date), and Vin.  1991&#8230; 17 years ago.  Wow.  Check out that dress.  It could do double duty as a curtain!</em></p>
<p><a rel="lightbox[post]" title="vje and wlp 1993"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3281/2647736689_554e2b309e.jpg" alt="vje and wlp 1993" class="slickr-post" height="356" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>Here we are again &#8211; another dress-up event.  This was the perm stage&#8230;  1993&#8230; 15 years ago.</em></p>
<p><a rel="lightbox[post]" title="bcb and wlp 1990"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2647737459_9616e8de8d.jpg" alt="bcb and wlp 1990" class="slickr-post" height="456" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>Me and Bri, Washington DC, class trip, 1990.  There are so many fashion forward elements in this photo &#8211; can you spot them all?</em></p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/2648568350_ef985aa786_b.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="bcb and wlp 1994"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3261/2648568350_ef985aa786.jpg" alt="bcb and wlp 1994" class="slickr-post" height="346" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>I can date most of these pictures by the glasses I&#8217;m wearing.  This was 1994&#8230; 14 years ago.  We are due to graduate high school in a few months.   </em></p>
<p><a rel="lightbox[post]" title="vje wlp bcb 2000"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/2648569066_e34bb54d60.jpg" alt="vje wlp bcb 2000" class="slickr-post" height="364" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>This didn&#8217;t scan so great &#8211; but it&#8217;s one of my favorite pictures of us.  Taken in 2000, at Brian&#8217;s engagement party.  Damn I was skinny.  </em></p>
<p>If I find that damn box I&#8217;ll post the really funny ones.  I know there are a few of me and Jolene in there that are blackmail material.</p>
<p>Thanks for humoring me&#8230;now I want to see those dresses!!!</p>
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		<title>Was it the third shot that did it?</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 01:53:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Vin and Jen &#8211; two very beautiful people. We celebrated the marriage of an old friend of mine, Vinnie, this weekend. We have known each other for &#8211; um, 22 years? Our friendships goes back to the days of Jams. I was very fortunate to grow up among people who became my life long friends. [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>Vin and Jen &#8211; two very beautiful people.</em></p>
<p>We celebrated the marriage of an old friend of mine, Vinnie, this weekend.  We have known each other for &#8211; um, 22 years?  Our friendships goes back to the days of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jams" target="_blank">Jams</a>.  I was very fortunate to grow up among people who became my life long friends.  We all met in  grade school or junior high and are still as close as PB&amp;J.  Not all of them were at this wedding but some of the best were.</p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2643753893_3f9c646020_b.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="Vin's Wedding"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3037/2643753893_3f9c646020.jpg" alt="Vin's Wedding" class="slickr-post" height="376" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>Brian, Me, Vinnie, Jolene and Todd after Vin took his Jack Daniels and spilled it down my ass while we were possing for this picture.  Thus christening me a &#8220;jackass&#8221;.  Barrel full of laughs I tell you. </em></p>
<p><em> </em><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2644583436_d02abb40aa_b.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="Vin's Wedding"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2644583436_d02abb40aa.jpg" alt="Vin's Wedding" class="slickr-post" height="376" width="500" /></a></p>
<p><em>I really should pull out some old pictures of us in junior high.  I suspect that the only thing that has changed is the amount of weight we&#8217;re carrying.  Because we, clearly, haven&#8217;t matured any.<br />
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<p>As I mentioned a few days ago, Vin is one of the reasons why being back &#8220;home&#8221; is so much sweeter.  He has watched us all pair off through the years and now it is his turn.  I adore his bride.  She is kind, genuine and loves to laugh.  I am pretty protective of him and it relieves me to know that he has someone by his side who truly cares for him.</p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2643775077_b3c26a2d9b_b.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="Vin's Wedding"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3104/2643775077_b3c26a2d9b.jpg" alt="Vin's Wedding" class="slickr-post" height="376" width="500" /></a></p>
<p>The wedding event was a nice excuse for Rob and I to get away for a night.  This group of people parties pretty hard and while I have never been a huge drinker or partier these folks seem to bring out the reckless side of me.  We all stayed at the Inn where the reception was held.  Recipe. For. Disaster.</p>
<p>Here is a photo-log of my demise.</p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2643751749_1a976f5595.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="DSCF3515"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3135/2643751749_1a976f5595_m.jpg" alt="DSCF3515" class="slickr-post" height="240" width="181" /></a></p>
<p><em>4:30 pm &#8211; Post wedding, pre-reception.  Stone Sober.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2643769369_84c253a6ce.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="DSCF3544"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/2643769369_84c253a6ce_m.jpg" alt="DSCF3544" class="slickr-post" height="181" width="240" /></a></p>
<p><em>5:57 pm &#8211; Pre-dinner.  The bar has been open for over an hour.  The announcements have just begun.  Not sober, Not drunk.</em></p>
<p><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/2643787269_e96855e473.jpg" rel="lightbox[post]" title="Vin's Wedding"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3125/2643787269_e96855e473_m.jpg" alt="Vin's Wedding" class="slickr-post" height="181" width="240" /></a></p>
<p><em>9:42 pm &#8211; Post-dinner.  Dancing has commenced and clearly I did not need that shot.  That&#8217;s Becky, Brian&#8217;s (pictured above) wife &#8211; she was smart to decline this round. </em></p>
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<p><em>12:00 am &#8211; Post-reception, we migrated to the Tiki Bar next door (the reception was on a lake).  I was feeling pretty great right about now&#8230; </em></p>
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<p><em>12:09 am &#8211; Rob sends me to bed.  Vin and Jen are on their way back out to the bar.  As it turns out the whole lot of them were out until 2:30am &#8211; clearly I am a light weight.</em></p>
<p>It was a GREAT weekend.  I love weddings.  And it was super nice to be with Rob for the whole event.  It was awesome.</p>
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		<title>Happy Independence Day!</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 00:56:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A perfect day to jump on a bandwagon&#8230; Where was I ten years ago &#8211; July 4, 1998.  Washington, DC.  My first 4th in Washington.  If you have never done it &#8211; you should.  It&#8217;s kick ass.  A moving and wonderful way to spend the holiday.  I had finished college in January earlier that year.  [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A perfect day to jump on a bandwagon&#8230;</p>
<p><strong>Where was I ten years ago</strong> &#8211; July 4, 1998.  Washington, DC.  My first 4th in Washington.  If you have never done it &#8211; you should.  It&#8217;s kick ass.  A moving and wonderful way to spend the holiday.  I had finished college in January earlier that year.  Finished in 3.5 years and spent my last semester &#8220;working&#8221; full time for a professor.  Ha!  In May I had  moved to Manassas, VA, I lived in an old carriage house in the Manassas National Battlefield (that would be the Battle of Bull Run to us northerners).  This was by far one of my most favorite places I lived.  That park moved me in many ways.  You could literally feel the history there.   I was there as part of an Student Conservation Association / Americorps internship.  I worked to help restore some of the natural ecology of the park while still keep the historical landscape intact &#8211; not an easy task.  I was dating a very weird boy (completely lost track of him, I wonder where he is) and nursing a broken heart.   I was generally having a good time in DC.  Life was good.</p>
<p><strong>Five things on Today&#8217;s to-do list</strong> &#8211; well it&#8217;s late and my day is done so I&#8217;ll do tomorrows.</p>
<p>1.  sleep in (Sophia didn&#8217;t sleep much while we were gone, therefore neither did i)</p>
<p>2.   spend time with Sophia who will hopefully not be as grumpy as she has been these last few days. (see number 1 above)</p>
<p>3.  go to the wedding of one of my nearest and dearest &#8211; Vinnie.  We have known eachother since we were 12 (?) &#8211; 20 years.  We grew up together and managed (along with a few other mutual friends) to stay close.  He is one of the reasons why coming back home was more pleasant.  It&#8217;s amazing to watch your childhood friends become adults and turn in to more incredible people every day.</p>
<p>4.  go to the wedding reception &#8211; rob and i are spending the night at the inn where the reception is located.  initially this was supposed to be our first &#8220;weekend&#8221; away since having baby.  but our trip to kentucky had to take place and the weekend was cut to a night.  we&#8217;re only going a short distance from our home&#8230;.but it&#8217;s long enough to warrent a night at the inn.  it&#8217;s on a lake and we&#8217;ll be able to have a bit more fun this way.  i hope.</p>
<p>5.  Relax and be young.   It&#8217;s really a shame that we have to remind ourselves to do this.  But, there it is &#8211; relax and be young.  You should put it on your to-do list as well!</p>
<p><strong>Snacks I enjoy.</strong></p>
<p>I have a bit of a sweet tooth.  I inherited it from my Dad, who inherited it from his mom, who likely inherited it from her parents.  Damn Italians.  It&#8217;s bad &#8211; but not out of control.  Lately (and most of the time) ice-cream kicks it&#8230;but I also love chocolate, store bought cake, fruit (especially strawberries, blueberries, grapes, and mangos), fresh cannolis (they cannot be old, I destest old cannolis).</p>
<p>Funny story about my Grandma.  When we were cleaning out her kitchen cupboards after she passed away we found a box filled with chocolate bars hidden up on a top shelf.  hehehe.  None of us were surprised.  We all had similar ones in our cupboards.  We learned from the master!</p>
<p><strong>Things I would do if I was a billionaire.</strong></p>
<p>Blah, blah, blah.  I really don&#8217;t have anything new to offer here.  I would pay off my debts and the debts of those close to me.  I would quit work and start a foundation to help disadvantaged women in my city.  I would travel.  A lot.  But I would bring Sophia&#8217;s entire bedroom set and walls with me wherever we went so that she would sleep and I could sleep and we could all sleep and that sleep would bring us happiness and bliss and non-sleepy days and sleep filled nights.  Man, that would be great.</p>
<p>Places I have lived.</p>
<p>(in order of appearance, with duplicates removed)</p>
<p>1.  Dallas, TX  &#8211; where i was borned until i was 9 months</p>
<p>2.  Rural upstate NY, outside of Rochester, NY &#8211; from when i was 9 months until i was  11</p>
<p>3.  Suburbs outside of Rochester, NY &#8211; from when i was 11 until i went to college at 18</p>
<p>4.  Oxford , Ohio &#8211; during four years of undergraduate</p>
<p>5.  Luxembourg City, Luxembourg &#8211; for a semester of undergraduate</p>
<p>6.  Manassas, VA &#8211; for nine months after undergraduate</p>
<p>7.  Athens, GA &#8211; for two years during graduate school</p>
<p>8.  Boston, MA &#8211; for six years after graduate school</p>
<p>Guess where my heart still is?</p>
<p><strong>Jobs I have had</strong></p>
<p>babysitter, pizza parlor worker, waitress, camp counselor,  garden store worker, fund raiser, research assistant, lab tech, national park service intern, database manager, nanny, teacher, environmental scientist, research manager</p>
<p>That&#8217;s all &#8211; enjoy the long weekend..</p>
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		<title>I ate Kentucky.</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 01:51:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Bookish Wendy</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[For better or worse when we come to Kentucky we eat out.  A lot. We come to visit family.  Rob is the youngest of six kids.  All siblings are either married or in a serious relationship and most have grown children.  It is quite a task to have the entire family over for home cooked [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For better or worse when we come to Kentucky we eat out.  A lot.</p>
<p>We come to visit family.  Rob is the youngest of six kids.  All siblings are either married or in a serious relationship and most have grown children.  It is quite a task to have the entire family over for home cooked meals and most are not brave enough.  In the end a few will end up going out to grab a bit here or there.  We are straight smack dab in the middle of Strip Mall America.  Strip malls as far as the eye can see and the chain restaurants to adorn them.  To sit down and enjoy 3 meals a day in a restaurant is increasingly more difficult for us as Sophia is in full blown toddler mode and there is only so much restaurant, car, restaurant, car, etc she can take.</p>
<p>Our approach this trip has been a little bit different &#8211; we&#8217;ve aimed for quick and dirty.  My stomach does not thank me.</p>
<p>Dinner:  Steak and Shake (I love me some S and S &#8211; we don&#8217;t have this in upstate ny and lordy do I miss it).  Can&#8217;t pass up a shake with dinner</p>
<p>Breakfast:  Bagel  / Coffee</p>
<p>Lunch:  Mexican blech (I typically love Mexican food but this place is not good for you.).</p>
<p>Snack:  Who says you can&#8217;t have 2 shakes in less than 24 hours?</p>
<p>Dinner:  Pizza</p>
<p>While I wouldn&#8217;t categorize myself as a health nut &#8211; I do eat pretty well normally.  Whole foods are typically the rule, rare is there a processed dinner or lunch in my house.  I realize how different this type of eating is when I Feel It&#8230;you can only feel it after you do it.  And man, do I ever regret it.  Unfortunately, we have over 24 hours of this schedule and the limited quick and dirty options remain.</p>
<p>Oy.</p>
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		<title>Now, that is a contest!</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 03:48:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dooce is giving away a few Wii&#8217;s and she has just about 10,000 comments.  No, that is not a typo.  10,000. Crazy talk.]]></description>
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<p>Crazy talk.</p>
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