<?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-12198026</id><updated>2012-02-09T08:26:29.082-08:00</updated><category term='Yellow lilies'/><title type='text'>She Knits She Rants</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for me to vent and to talk about my projects, not necessarily in that order.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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coming up at lunchtime.  I was indeed too busy yesterday to run so today is going to be my last before the race.  It's all drizzly outside, my favorite running conditions.  It looks like it's going to continue like this through the weekend, so I am actually anticipating a good solid race time.  I do remember the last time I ran this race -- I think it was 3 years ago, but maybe </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4001723831392542514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4001723831392542514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4001723831392542514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/moisture-in-air-means.html' title='Moisture in the air means 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This happened</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3323546600035494100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3323546600035494100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3323546600035494100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/case-of-disappearing-friend.html' title='The case of the disappearing friend'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6682848880036801158</id><published>2012-02-07T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T08:22:04.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring preview continues</title><summary type='text'>One more day of beautiful sunny skies and mild weather!  It's such a nice break from the clouds and rain.  Things are starting to bloom too, because when I was walking Tink last night I could smell something beautiful.  But the forecast is still for rain later this week.  I signed up for the race anyway.  I didn't get to run yesterday so now I will have to run today, tomorrow before noon knitting</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6682848880036801158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6682848880036801158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6682848880036801158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/spring-preview-continues.html' title='Spring preview continues'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3784269121634889594</id><published>2012-02-06T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T10:18:48.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique crossword puzzle clues</title><summary type='text'>Every Sunday I get the New York Times Sunday crossword puzzle from the newspaper and put it on the table and work the puzzle during the week while I'm eating dinner, or in the case of the weekends breakfast and lunch.  Saturday I came across such a unique and crazy clue.  Here's how it looked ... [Give me the worm! Give me the worm!] .. .with the brackets.  And the answer?  cheep   As in what a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3784269121634889594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3784269121634889594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3784269121634889594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/unique-crossword-puzzle-clues.html' title='Unique crossword puzzle clues'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3688810775696327934</id><published>2012-02-03T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T08:27:51.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hacked!</title><summary type='text'>As I am waking each morning I take my iPhone out of the dock and read email.  I noticed there were quite a few messages in my Yahoo email box and when I opened it .... someone had been purchasing things in iTunes with my ID!  I haven't yet assessed the damage, but it looks like a minimum of 5 transactions from $10 to $50!!  I immediately changed my password and now I'm going to have to try to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3688810775696327934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3688810775696327934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3688810775696327934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/hacked.html' title='Hacked!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6249766841083879229</id><published>2012-02-02T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T08:27:07.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I'm talking about</title><summary type='text'>Tuesday I felt like I was running uphill all day -- through mud and on sand.  It was a slog.  Yesterday?  Just the opposite.  I had a fantastic day!  I had back to back meetings in the morning and they both went very well and in fact I got a HUGE compliment from one of the deans -- he said my idea was brilliant.  Nice.  Just a great day followed by a relaxing evening.  I was tired and didn't want</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6249766841083879229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6249766841083879229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6249766841083879229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/this-is-what-im-talking-about.html' title='This is what I&apos;m talking about'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-820973859833899978</id><published>2012-02-01T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T08:22:16.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildly inappropriate commuter behavior!</title><summary type='text'>I saw it again!  The woman who gets on the bus with a bowl of oatmeal and proceeds to eat it on her ride!  Maybe I'm over reacting.  Nobody else seemed to even notice this time, unlike the first time I spied this action and her seatmate was looking at her the same way I was.  Soon it will be light enough in the mornings for sunglasses and I can be invisible again, but in the meantime I need to </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=820973859833899978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/820973859833899978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/820973859833899978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/02/wildly-inappropriate-commuter-behavior.html' title='Wildly inappropriate commuter behavior!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2666330577133122912</id><published>2012-01-31T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T08:45:54.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry bath</title><summary type='text'>Giving Tinkerbell a bath is really a weekend project because, especially in the winter, I must do it early enough in the day so that she can completely dry before bedtime or she is cold and uncomfortable all night.  Therefore,  I had to look for another way to get her clean yesterday evening.  Instead of just giving her a good long brushing I searched for a dry shampoo formula I could use to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2666330577133122912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2666330577133122912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2666330577133122912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/dry-bath.html' title='Dry bath'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4895343269138314327</id><published>2012-01-30T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T08:39:37.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't it nice when you can amuse yourself?</title><summary type='text'>I am endlessly fascinated and amused by my dreams.  Nobody else, of course, would find them anywhere near as hilarious as I.  This morning I couldn't stop laughing for two reasons -- the first is that a character in a dream I had was called Cindy Cindy.  It's just so stupid! And the absurdity of the name struck me as so funny, I kept chuckling all morning as I got ready.  Also, sometimes when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4895343269138314327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4895343269138314327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4895343269138314327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/isnt-it-nice-when-you-can-amuse.html' title='Isn&apos;t it nice when you can amuse yourself?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5671877517690524072</id><published>2012-01-27T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T10:26:41.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can sinuses be like an arthritic knee?</title><summary type='text'>Well, I only ask because I had an epic sinus headache yesterday that lasted well into the night.  It is gone today but the weather changed and it was below freezing this morning and clear as a bell.  I think of the cliche of the old timer with the knee that aches when the weather is changing ..... I can't help where my mind wanders!  I'd much rather have a predictor about anything more </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5671877517690524072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5671877517690524072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5671877517690524072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-sinuses-be-like-arthritic-knee.html' title='Can sinuses be like an arthritic knee?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5726961461481848704</id><published>2012-01-25T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T08:40:26.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's something to be said about sunshine</title><summary type='text'>I like it.  Considering where I live, quite a few months out of the year I crave it.  And after a week in Hawaii, to come back to this weather is torture!  I suppose in another few days I'll be back to normal, but for now it is driving me crazy.  Today it is windy and rainy.  I am counting my blessings -- it is not snowing and for that I am extremely grateful.

I am going to have to miss noon </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5726961461481848704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5726961461481848704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5726961461481848704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/theres-something-to-be-said-about.html' title='There&apos;s something to be said about sunshine'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4195212171553155336</id><published>2012-01-24T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:00:41.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank goodness for a lazy dog</title><summary type='text'>I had an absolutely miserable night last night.  Consequently when the alarm went off at 6 am and I hadn't had more than a couple of hours of sleep, I emailed work and turned off the alarm and, thankfully, fell asleep.  And good dog Tink, she let me sleep until 9!  I really needed it.  I took her out around the garden once, since it is raining like crazy and I thought that would do it for her, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4195212171553155336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4195212171553155336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4195212171553155336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/thank-goodness-for-lazy-dog.html' title='Thank goodness for a lazy dog'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rBxg7IGh6uI/Tx7_lpK0YvI/AAAAAAAAAiA/cKL89MNzatM/s72-c/rufflesFOsm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1585506793796279923</id><published>2012-01-23T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:45:55.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three trips in three months</title><summary type='text'>That is a lot of air travel for me.  I love to travel.  I should say, I love to go places but the getting there sometimes leaves a lot to be desired.  There are certain types of travelers that just drive me crazy and unless one is in first class, they are unavoidable.  There is the large family, all with carry on baggage who lumber on and take ages and ages cramming their over large bags into the</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1585506793796279923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1585506793796279923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1585506793796279923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/three-trips-in-three-months.html' title='Three trips in three months'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4732315237313368445</id><published>2012-01-19T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:30:18.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A state of emergency in Seattle?</title><summary type='text'>I got the alert on my iPhone and iPad early this morning that the governor declared a state of emergency due to the winter storm.  From what I've been able to gather, after the snow there was freezing rain so the roads are extremely hazardous and trees are falling and power is out to many.  The airport was shut down early this morning for a few hours but planes were again able to land after 8:30 </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4732315237313368445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4732315237313368445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4732315237313368445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/state-of-emergency-in-seattle.html' title='A state of emergency in Seattle?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3662143037030151983</id><published>2012-01-18T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T13:02:33.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in paradise</title><summary type='text'>This morning I've been doing work that I couldn't get done before I left because I had to wait for input.  I was a bit concerned that I wouldn't get it in time and have trouble connecting with the whale watching tour tomorrow, but I got it this morning before breakfast.  It has taken a lot longer than I had anticipated, partly because I didn't realize that this MacBook has neither Acrobat nor </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3662143037030151983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3662143037030151983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3662143037030151983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/working-in-paradise.html' title='Working in paradise'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4512455851524062784</id><published>2012-01-17T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:09:44.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weather everywhere!</title><summary type='text'>Oh I am so disappointed!  I just got a phone call from the tour operators that the whale watching trip today has been canceled due to high winds and waves.  And it is blowing quite hard.  I have re-scheduled for Thursday but ... now what?  I probably should have gotten on the shuttle and gone to the brewery for lunch, but that ship has already sailed .. ha ....  I think Plan B will be a walk up </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4512455851524062784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4512455851524062784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4512455851524062784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/weather-everywhere.html' title='Weather everywhere!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-140354825023787384</id><published>2012-01-16T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:55:50.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only Monday!</title><summary type='text'>Sunday morning I got up and had a run.  It was gorgeous!  It's the only time I can run in Hawaii -- in the morning right after the sun comes up when it's not too hot yet.  I couldn't do it this morning though.  This morning I got up, ate breakfast and manned the registration desk for a couple of hours, then I was finished.  Yesterday afternoon and early evening it was four hours at the desk, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=140354825023787384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/140354825023787384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/140354825023787384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-only-monday.html' title='It&apos;s only Monday!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1748721804879396708</id><published>2012-01-15T16:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T16:14:39.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my room</title><summary type='text'>- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1748721804879396708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1748721804879396708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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out of Seattle at the right. It is snowing!  I sure hope it is all gone when I get home. I do not like to drive in the snow and since I parked at the airport this trip.....

The flight was not too bad Saturday. It is a long day, for sure. Except for the guy sitting next to me who smelled like a sour dish sponge, it was tolerable. I had rented two movies for my iPad and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8434629919880325441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8434629919880325441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8434629919880325441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/sunday-in-paradise.html' title='Sunday in paradise'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5395353685395482659</id><published>2012-01-13T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T12:45:15.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A kind of vacation day</title><summary type='text'>Because I was nearly finished getting things set up for my week away from the office, I decided to take today as a vacation day so I could do laundry and clean and pack in a leisurely manner instead of having to do it all in a rush tonight.  There is some work I am able to do from the meeting hotel, but anything that requires downloading files onto the department server I cannot do because of </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5395353685395482659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5395353685395482659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5395353685395482659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/kind-of-vacation-day.html' title='A kind of vacation day'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2614505796695282504</id><published>2012-01-12T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T08:25:42.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six digits -- 357420</title><summary type='text'>I had to get to the bottom of the mysterious delayed Christmas card.  I couldn't believe that the USPS or UK postal service would take weeks to process an airmail letter so I was leaning more and more towards it being the fault of the UW mail delivery service.  I saw the mail delivery woman in the hall and told her the story and, since we were near my office, I showed her the envelope which </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2614505796695282504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2614505796695282504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2614505796695282504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/six-digits-357420.html' title='Six digits -- 357420'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7371644400267238597</id><published>2012-01-11T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:29:06.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You just never know ..</title><summary type='text'>what you're going to find in the mailbox.  Yesterday afternoon I went to check my office mail and found a red envelope and when I opened it ..... a Christmas card!  Granted, it came from far away but air mail nonetheless.  Where could it have been for these past weeks?  It may have been stuck in the UW postal system.  I don't care.  It was a wonderful surprise and almost like having Christmas all</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7371644400267238597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7371644400267238597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7371644400267238597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-just-never-know.html' title='You just never know ..'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7207858217227873672</id><published>2012-01-10T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:27:57.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps the most boring BCS title game ever</title><summary type='text'>The title says it all -- last night was the final college football game, the BCS title game between Alabama and LSU.  These two teams are in the same division and played each other earlier in the year in a much closer game.  There was much hue and cry against having them play again and those people are vindicated today.  It was a blow out with Alabama running all over LSU, not allowing even a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7207858217227873672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7207858217227873672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7207858217227873672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/perhaps-most-boring-bcs-title-game-ever.html' title='Perhaps the most boring BCS title game ever'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3132543866237812068</id><published>2012-01-09T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:27:10.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Practically nailed it</title><summary type='text'>My first try at mushroom soup was a success -- not completely perfect but near enough.  I was trying to get the texture of the soup I had at a very romantic restaurant in Windsor in November and I came very close indeed.  My only complaint is that my soup is a bit too thick.  Last night I diluted one cup of it with 1/2 cup of chicken stock and that was ideal.  I made this first batch with 8 </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3132543866237812068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3132543866237812068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3132543866237812068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/practically-nailed-it.html' title='Practically nailed it'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6187136223798096284</id><published>2012-01-05T15:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T08:35:11.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new love</title><summary type='text'>Homemade soup!  Ever since I watched Emma take a few vegetables, throw them in a  pot and serve up a gorgeous bowl of soup I have been trying for the same magic.  Last weekend I finally got the recipe just right for a potato leek soup by adding a red pepper to the mix.  It is delicious if I do say so myself.  And now this weekend I'm going to try my hand at mushroom soup.  I just adore mushroom </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6187136223798096284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6187136223798096284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6187136223798096284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-new-love.html' title='My new love'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1114489010293445828</id><published>2012-01-05T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:21:05.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's more like it</title><summary type='text'>It is quite crisp this morning, and clear.  It was pouring rain yesterday nearly all day, and in the evening the wind came up and blew all the clouds away.  I got soaked when I walked down to the Office Depot to put in the order for the booklet yesterday morning.  Even with an umbrella, going both ways my coat was quite wet when I got back.  Good thing I didn't have to run after that because it </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1114489010293445828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1114489010293445828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1114489010293445828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/thats-more-like-it.html' title='That&apos;s more like it'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3302343249955605929</id><published>2012-01-04T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:38:35.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muscle memory</title><summary type='text'>Well, my arm didn't have any trouble finding that snooze button on the clock this morning!  Straight as an arrow - pow!  That reminds me -- I don't hear that alarm buzzing and buzzing any more when I'm walking Tink in the garden in the morning.  They must have moved out.

All my plans for getting the booklet to the printer yesterday went exactly nowhere.  Oh, I got the changes made and the file </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3302343249955605929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3302343249955605929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3302343249955605929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/muscle-memory.html' title='Muscle memory'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5518582746236340320</id><published>2012-01-03T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T08:30:40.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're back</title><summary type='text'>Back to the real world and no more sleeping in, at least until the weekend.  I couldn't find the snooze button on my alarm clock this morning!  It seems ages since I've had to wake with the alarm.  I didn't stay up too late last night and I was able to get right to sleep so I feel just fine this morning.  And I am very much looking forward to my run this afternoon.  It's back on the straight and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5518582746236340320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5518582746236340320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5518582746236340320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-were-back.html' title='And we&apos;re back'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5197382444572130618</id><published>2012-01-02T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:33:38.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new year starts out auspiciously</title><summary type='text'>The party New Year's Eve was quite fun, although it was slow starting.  Since Monika had volunteered to drive we needed to make our way to their house and since neither McG nor myself was intending NOT to drink, we decided to take public transportation from my place.  I researched the route, McG got here in time and we were out the door and to the bus stop in time to catch what I was lead to </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5197382444572130618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5197382444572130618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5197382444572130618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-starts-out-auspiciously.html' title='The new year starts out auspiciously'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7235089647212979073</id><published>2011-12-31T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T13:33:29.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><summary type='text'>I know it's a few hours early but what the heck.  It's 2012 somewhere now, and I don't want to be late.

Mystery solved with regards to my elbow -- I saw my doctor on Friday, described how the pain started the day after dragging my suitcase from the Heathrow Express train across the huge station to the taxi stand and he said, "Ha!  Traveler's Elbow!"  Also known as Tennis Elbow, which is what I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7235089647212979073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7235089647212979073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7235089647212979073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/hapy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3158623836333440804</id><published>2011-12-29T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T15:10:31.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh Home again</title><summary type='text'>It is 10:30 and I am finally home after a long travel day. We met Ann for brunch so it seems like I have been traveling longer than I actually was.  Tonight is the Alamo Bowl, the Huskies vs Baylor. I recorded it since it started at six when I was in the air. Then I took my time, had a shower and now I can watch as long as I can stay up.  I wish I had changed the appointment I have from tomorrow </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3158623836333440804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3158623836333440804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3158623836333440804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/ahhhhh-home-again.html' title='Ahhhhh Home again'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5131730740309602183</id><published>2011-12-28T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:35:24.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny and 70</title><summary type='text'>It is always a bit disconcerting to be in California at Christmas time. Somehow it doesn't feel quite real, even with the tree and presents and lights. We are having a great time, although Mike's been running up and down from here to Palm Springs dealing with family issues, so it hasn't been that great for him. I am enjoying my rest, no stress and plenty of girlie time. Last night we had our own </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5131730740309602183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5131730740309602183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5131730740309602183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/sunny-and-70.html' title='Sunny and 70'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1778205959792151689</id><published>2011-12-23T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:22:49.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><summary type='text'>As much as I didn't want to be freaked out or nervous about my appointment this morning, I was.  The good news is that everything is fine.  And now Christmas can begin!    Two things I learned -- NEVER skip an annual exam again and NEVER do it in December.

I have a student to see at 1:30 today and then I am up up and away.  I have a couple of quick stops on the way home, then it's laundry and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1778205959792151689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1778205959792151689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1778205959792151689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7671280073861157191</id><published>2011-12-22T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T07:56:21.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early in early out</title><summary type='text'>I got to work WAY early this morning, as in before 7:30.  My friend Mike brought me in because he didn't want to drive back to his sister's house after our dinner in Mukilteo last night.  Good lord does that man snore!  He slept on the couch and there's the kitchen and a wall between my bedroom and the living room and I could hear him snoring last night.  It woke me up!  I closed my bedroom door </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7671280073861157191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7671280073861157191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7671280073861157191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/early-in-early-out.html' title='Early in early out'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4049308488200108189</id><published>2011-12-21T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T08:36:52.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I've seen everything .... maybe..... OR</title><summary type='text'>Why I hate public transportation:  Unbelievable as this may sound, a young woman got on the bus today with not only her travel mug of coffee, which I think is perfectly acceptable, BUT a bowl of oatmeal and a spoon.  I swear.  She sat down and proceeded to eat her cereal in the bus.  Can you imagine???  Lucky I was in a decent mood or I would have done a little more than roll my eyes at the guy </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4049308488200108189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4049308488200108189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4049308488200108189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/now-ive-seen-everything-maybe-or.html' title='Now I&apos;ve seen everything .... maybe..... OR'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1675435093335280776</id><published>2011-12-20T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T08:25:11.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why didn't I have this luck earlier?</title><summary type='text'>I won my matchup last night!  Crazy business but I'm playing again this week and that's all I care about.  Although it would be nice to be in the money.  I have learned a lot this year and hopefully I can take some of these lessons with me next year and actually compete. 

So that was my evening -- football and a little knitting.  My elbow is sore again so there is a direct correlation between </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1675435093335280776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1675435093335280776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1675435093335280776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/why-didnt-i-have-this-luck-earlier.html' title='Why didn&apos;t I have this luck earlier?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V6TVatQ-bEM/TvC2yXEOFwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/iQ9DRdyD0pc/s72-c/schmuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2691809232686597287</id><published>2011-12-19T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:48:46.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from Paris</title><summary type='text'>I finally got around to downloading the pictures from my camera onto my iPad on Saturday.  There are quite a few that I love, and that turned out much better than I had anticipated.  One group of photos I took in Hyde Park on a cloudy day that really came out quite well.  Here are two taken in Paris on the Sunday we were there.  In the afternoon we took a walk after brunch and ended up Notre Dame</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2691809232686597287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2691809232686597287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2691809232686597287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/pictures-from-paris.html' title='Pictures from Paris'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68gN83Mssgo/Tu9mn3G7zNI/AAAAAAAAAhg/946IP3EDgvc/s72-c/NotreDameEmma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2239995794208741785</id><published>2011-12-16T08:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T08:11:31.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Friday</title><summary type='text'>What is normally an easy and stress less month has turned into just the opposite but it looks like we are now over the worst of it, thank goodness. Things would be perfect if I could get a good run or two going but I think that will have to wait a few more days. I am working from home today in an effort to stop the return of the dreaded cold.  I was veat congested all yesterday afternoon and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2239995794208741785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2239995794208741785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2239995794208741785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/hello-friday.html' title='Hello Friday'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6261327676584066009</id><published>2011-12-15T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T08:49:01.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My disgusting little dog</title><summary type='text'>I love Tinkerbell, and so does everyone.  She is sweet and cute.  But also she's a terrier and she loves nothing more than to roll on the ground and hopefully get something really stinky on her.  She exceeded even her wildest dreams yesterday evening, I am sure.  We got back from our early evening walk and when I got into the apartment I immediately smelled poo.  My first thought was that she had</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6261327676584066009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6261327676584066009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6261327676584066009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-disgusting-little-dog.html' title='My disgusting little dog'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6800961560367522387</id><published>2011-12-14T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T08:22:20.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The problem with those sweaters</title><summary type='text'>I was saying that I was looking forward to being able to wear the winter sweaters I have knit over these past few years and I am wearing one today as a matter of fact.  But what I have noticed is that my knitting style has changed considerably as I have gotten more experience.  The sweaters I would knit in those early days were definitely winter sweaters and they are knit in heavy yarn at a large</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6800961560367522387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6800961560367522387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6800961560367522387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/problem-with-those-sweaters.html' title='The problem with those sweaters'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8168847706454835797</id><published>2011-12-13T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T08:32:47.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><summary type='text'>I can hardly believe it myself, but I'm in the fantasy football playoffs, although the consolation playoffs, which means I won't win any money.  But at this point it's all about bragging rights.  One of my  nephews made it as well and the other did not -- the one I beat this week.  My next matchup is a tough one.  My opponent has the QB of one of my main scorers.  So that means that every time my</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8168847706454835797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8168847706454835797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8168847706454835797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-872246805938903362</id><published>2011-12-12T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:48:44.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get that energy away from me!</title><summary type='text'>Friday was an absolutely ridiculous day.  There is a woman I am working with this quarter whose energy is sometimes palpable.  She comes storming ... well, as far as you can storm into a closet ... into my office, eyelids twitching, asking questions and making comments nonstop, never waiting for an answer.  And everything is last minute with her.  She is all about the last minute which has been </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=872246805938903362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/872246805938903362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/872246805938903362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/get-that-energy-away-from-me.html' title='Get that energy away from me!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8631608546934195305</id><published>2011-12-09T08:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:26:35.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy cold weather indulgence</title><summary type='text'>This is one of those mornings that had eggnog latte written all over it.  It's cold and misty and frosty and Friday! And it is hitting the spot. And it will be another busy day.  With all of the time I've been spending on my computer lately my elbow is hurting again a lot!  While I was on vacation for some reason my elbow started aching.  I think .. I'm pretty sure it was from dragging around </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8631608546934195305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8631608546934195305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8631608546934195305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/yummy-cold-weather-indulgence.html' title='Yummy cold weather indulgence'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4366192254688717962</id><published>2011-12-08T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T08:31:28.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No chocolate chips in fruit cake!</title><summary type='text'>I had another of those delicious little fruit cakes but this one .... hmmmm .. it had chocolate chips!  The cake was wonderful but the addition of chocolate chips just made it wrong.  Two more to go.  The mince tarts are still safe and snug, just waiting for the right moment.

I had to break down and put the down comforter on my bed last night.  It is so cold!  Also dark, of course, being that </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4366192254688717962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4366192254688717962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4366192254688717962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-chocolate-chips-in-fruit-cake.html' title='No chocolate chips in fruit cake!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8747992630671569160</id><published>2011-12-06T11:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T08:22:27.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone Scrabble vs iPad Scrabble</title><summary type='text'>Here's what I don't get ... the iPhone Scrabble game is far superior to the iPad version!  It just shouldn't be that way!  The iPad is a much better experience for Scrabble.  The screen is bigger, easier to move tiles around, etc.  But you don't have any of the really wonderful and fun features of the iPhone version.  By far my favorite difference is the Teacher, which you can turn on or off.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8747992630671569160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8747992630671569160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8747992630671569160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/iphone-scrabble-vs-ipad-scrabble.html' title='iPhone Scrabble vs iPad Scrabble'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8788653655930382563</id><published>2011-12-06T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:27:45.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so bad after all</title><summary type='text'>I was a little scared about running yesterday, thinking it was going to hurt and that I wouldn't be able to do it without stopping.  That was not the case however.  I had a great run!  I was only 30 seconds off pace, which I think is fantastic considering it's been about six weeks.  My legs were strong and only the slightest bit sore this morning, and my wind was just fine!  I have a meeting </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8788653655930382563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8788653655930382563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8788653655930382563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-so-bad-after-all.html' title='Not so bad after all'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8944221577053297577</id><published>2011-12-05T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:37:19.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The hits just keep on coming!</title><summary type='text'>I thought I had found every instance of inappropriate behaviors on the part of my recent house sitter, but I had a couple more surprises this weekend.  He used my razor!!  I noticed something odd about it in the shower and picked it up off the rack and saw gross grey hairs!!  Unbelievable!!  Of course that went right into the trash.  And, finally (I hope), I brought the vacuum out to use it on </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8944221577053297577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8944221577053297577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8944221577053297577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/hits-just-keep-on-coming.html' title='The hits just keep on coming!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8749629541842268453</id><published>2011-12-02T21:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T07:31:17.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><summary type='text'>Every year on this day I send a Happy Birthday message up and away. xxxoooxoxo</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8749629541842268453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8749629541842268453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8749629541842268453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/happr-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5732850243204590049</id><published>2011-12-02T08:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T08:28:27.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so glad it's Friday</title><summary type='text'>I was just useless yesterday!  I couldn't ever seem to wake up.  I feel a lot better today, thankfully.  I have tons of work to do. 

Last night I watched the Seahawks crush the Eagles -- they may get a playoff spot after all -- and worked on the every present cowl.  I am going to finish that tonight or tomorrow at the latest and get it out of my sight!  I have got to move on to other things.

</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5732850243204590049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5732850243204590049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5732850243204590049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-so-glad-its-friday.html' title='I am so glad it&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5063840359784637295</id><published>2011-12-01T08:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T08:23:55.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My shameful little secret</title><summary type='text'>I am having such a hard time waking up today!  I had an extremely busy and somewhat stressful day yesterday and instead of doing chores after work I just loafed on the couch, had dinner and went to bed early to read.  Unfortunately I fell asleep almost immediately and so woke up at the ungodly hour of 5 am, all rested up.  But it's cold and foggy and dark and I am inclined to put my head down on </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5063840359784637295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5063840359784637295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5063840359784637295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-shameful-little-secret.html' title='My shameful little secret'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3389710661844088663</id><published>2011-11-30T09:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T09:44:02.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting things back on track</title><summary type='text'>One of the stupider things I did during the last few years of misery was neglect my annual exams.  There is no excuse except that misery makes us (me) do strange things.  Before I went on my trip I made myself schedule appointments and this morning was the first one.  Yay me.  Chances are pretty good that I will be called back though because in the time since my last exam they have changed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3389710661844088663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3389710661844088663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3389710661844088663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/getting-things-back-on-track.html' title='Getting things back on track'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7310268561258300985</id><published>2011-11-29T08:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T08:23:05.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and up I go!</title><summary type='text'>I seem to be on a little winning streak with my fantasy team.  I have now moved up to 8th place!  There are two more weeks to go before the fantasy playoffs.  If they were held this week I'd be in the consolation playoff.  I have a couple of tough matchups coming up though so I am not going to get my hopes up.

I am thrilled with my lack of jet lag this trip, or rather the mild effects I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7310268561258300985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7310268561258300985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7310268561258300985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/up-and-up-i-go.html' title='Up and up I go!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8478581411723875670</id><published>2011-11-28T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T08:37:30.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the real world</title><summary type='text'>I have to say, that was the BEST vacation I've had in a very very long time.  It exceeded expectations a thousand times over.  And I believe I've finally found the cure for the teary days that seem to follow every wonderful vacation.  Basically it seems that crying over leaving people almost negates the good feelings.  I prefer to remember the wonderful time and not concentrate on the fact that </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8478581411723875670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8478581411723875670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8478581411723875670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/back-to-real-world.html' title='Back to the real world'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8058502925277430869</id><published>2011-11-25T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:35:47.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday late afternoon</title><summary type='text'>After my late and lazy morning yesterday I made up for it with a long walk.  I circumnavigated Buckingham Palace, saw a changing of the guard and then just wandered. I found a little something for my sister and that's about it.  I headed back to the hotel to get my bags a little early and to a nice surprise - no waiting needed.  Since our tickets for the Leonardo exhibit weren't until 4 we had </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8058502925277430869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8058502925277430869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8058502925277430869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-late-afternoon.html' title='Friday late afternoon'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2886815682780299877</id><published>2011-11-24T02:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T02:22:55.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy morning</title><summary type='text'>That is what having WiFi in the room does to me. Here it is after 10 and I am still in my nightgown drinking tea and messing around online instead of being outside exploring. I will get going in a minute. I just want to wish everyone a happy Thanksgiving. I am thankful that I am here with a wonderful couple of days yet to enjoy, and not somewhere else cooking a meal for thieves and liars. I guess</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2886815682780299877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2886815682780299877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2886815682780299877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/lazy-morning.html' title='Lazy morning'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-927484249080912168</id><published>2011-11-23T09:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:52:17.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't a martini a martini?</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday we got quite a late start for Trier.  I learned that Trier is the oldest German city with some incredible ruins.  We got there around 4 when it was still light and set off for the shopping district.  There is a city gate that is just amazing.  It is Roman and dates from the 2nd century AD.  We are so lucky that the Christmas market had just been set up.  It was very picturesque and on </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=927484249080912168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/927484249080912168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/927484249080912168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/isnt-martini-martini.html' title='Isn&apos;t a martini a martini?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8556357156234696064</id><published>2011-11-22T03:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T03:53:36.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the basement!</title><summary type='text'>Yay!  I have won my fantasy matchup three weeks in a row now. Of course since I lost so many I am still down there but 9th and not 10th!

We had a long day in Paris yesterday. Both Emma and I wished we had another day but we managed to do and see nearly everything and everyone we had planned on.  We never got to have a nice dinner out.  The timing was never right. There is a restaurant we wanted </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8556357156234696064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8556357156234696064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8556357156234696064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/out-of-basement.html' title='Out of the basement!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-313644479630652828</id><published>2011-11-21T03:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T03:20:36.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our last day in Paris</title><summary type='text'>We have really lucked out with the weather here.  And although it's cloudy today it is still not cold.  We spent most of last night at the Green Linnet gossiping with Eoghan and watching American football on TV. He finally got the Red Zone and so I got to keep up with my fantasy team. I have one two more players to give me points but I am already WAY ahead so it looks like I am going to win again</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=313644479630652828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/313644479630652828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/313644479630652828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-last-day-in-paris.html' title='Our last day in Paris'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4672086906031550071</id><published>2011-11-20T07:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T07:19:58.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is magic</title><summary type='text'>The weather in Paris is spectacular!! Warm and sunny. I am taking lots of pictures.  The last couple times I was here there was scaffolding around Notre Dame and it is done now and just incredible. The detail is marvelous. We had brunch in Saint Germaine at a champagne bar and now strolling around. Ahhhhhh. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4672086906031550071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4672086906031550071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4672086906031550071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/weather-in-paris-is-spectacular-warm.html' title='It is magic'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-809827675594955112</id><published>2011-11-19T11:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T11:19:18.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><summary type='text'>I can't even begin to describe our debauched evening Friday. Our train was due to leave at 1 and we woke up at ten to 1. We did not make that train, but got one at 2:30. Oh what a wreck we were. At present we are sitting outside the Green Linnet. It is really warm and nice here. We will go for dinner soon.  - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=809827675594955112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/809827675594955112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/809827675594955112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-cant-even-begin-to-describe-our.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3966558533225420546</id><published>2011-11-18T04:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T04:42:08.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where was I?</title><summary type='text'>That last post was full of typos. The iPad is hard to type on at times and I was in a rush. I think it mostly made sense.  So .....after the encounter with the weird American I was off for a gorgeous dinner and awesome evening.  

Wednesday morning I got up and out and off I went to the Royal Academy to see the Degas exhibit. Wonderful!  I learned so much. He was quite avante garde for his time. </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3966558533225420546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3966558533225420546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3966558533225420546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/where-was-i.html' title='Where was I?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4895398776194270456</id><published>2011-11-17T03:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T03:43:03.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday in London City Airport</title><summary type='text'>This is the best airport!  It reminds me of how Burbank was a few years ago except the shops and restaurants look much nicer and the security screening was a breeze with nolines Andre got to keep our shoes on.

I have been having the best time in London.  Tuesday after a nice day at the V&amp;A museum and a quick stop at Harods and Harvey Nichols I had a little rest and then got ready for dinner.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4895398776194270456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4895398776194270456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4895398776194270456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/thursday-in-london-city-airport.html' title='Thursday in London City Airport'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6971904002522881247</id><published>2011-11-15T06:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T06:03:27.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home is where the heart is</title><summary type='text'>Home at long last. Had a great long ramble yesterday, champagne for cocktails and ... Well just the most delightful evening in history. Today I set off for a museum, getting lost twice on the way. It is sunny so who cares?  Now late lunch.  Free WiFi is everywhere. It is very handy. I am going to stop in to Harrods and Harvey Nichols on the way back to the hotel, a little rest then dinner. - </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6971904002522881247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6971904002522881247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6971904002522881247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/home-at-long-last.html' title='Home is where the heart is'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-IGZmfLhomDQ/TsJxLZUQzMI/AAAAAAAAAhY/NrcyKNgrP2k/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-9105763735697703587</id><published>2011-11-14T02:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T02:36:51.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta love Starbucks</title><summary type='text'>I am sitting here watching the world go by. Free WiFi and you can't beat that. I seem to have given jet lag the slip. I stayed awake until 9 last night after virtually no sleep on the plane. I feel great. Had lots of sun yesterday but clouds today. I do not care. I am happy!!- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=9105763735697703587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/9105763735697703587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/9105763735697703587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/gotta-love-starbucks.html' title='Gotta love Starbucks'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/--Bp0Uu9Dw8c/TsDvQa-5X4I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/DoNOhezpDlU/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6605536840823971618</id><published>2011-11-12T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:36:58.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The requisite airport cocktail</title><summary type='text'>I had to get to the airport WAY early so Omie would be on time.  No matter. There is football on TV and cocktails. I am SO excited. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6605536840823971618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6605536840823971618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6605536840823971618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/requisite-airport-cocktail.html' title='The requisite airport cocktail'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-M0Sfbf_A8Pc/Tr7Y52PqDrI/AAAAAAAAAhI/oYL7arfgVcU/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8897305605923535788</id><published>2011-11-10T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T09:03:07.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In retrospect .....</title><summary type='text'>perhaps having a house guest the week before a big trip is not a good idea.  But I really didn't have much to say about it, since he wanted to be here for his brother's birthday. And also if I hadn't spent over a week in sick time I might have had a little more flexibility and been able to go home early.  It's water under the bridge now anyway.  He's having a fine time, it's just that I'd like to</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8897305605923535788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8897305605923535788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8897305605923535788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-retrospect.html' title='In retrospect .....'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2341024040995210986</id><published>2011-11-09T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T08:18:31.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh what a relief!</title><summary type='text'>I had a very long and productive meeting yesterday afternoon and left feeling like things are finally in the correct hands and moving forward.  And now I can have a wonderful vacation without a single worry in the world.  How great is that??

I have plenty of little details to handle these next couple of days and I am very glad we have Friday off because I'm going to need every last minute.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2341024040995210986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2341024040995210986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2341024040995210986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-what-relief.html' title='Oh what a relief!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-710306244192208030</id><published>2011-11-08T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T08:26:18.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied for last place</title><summary type='text'>I did win my matchup this weekend, much to Omar's chagrin.  But I'm still in last place.  So much of it is sheer  luck but still I was sure I'd do much better this year than last considering I got to choose my own players.  The guys who win this year after year spend an incredible amount of time on it and I'm just not willing to do that.  And they're always making moves, trading players and that </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=710306244192208030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/710306244192208030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/710306244192208030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/tied-for-last-place.html' title='Tied for last place'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7745705436541241945</id><published>2011-11-07T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T08:30:11.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly happy</title><summary type='text'>You know how sometimes you'll just be sitting there and you realize that you are perfectly happy at that time and place?.  This weekend I got that feeling just sitting there watching football with my  nephew, my doggie by my side, knitting in my lap and a beer at my elbow, my fantasy team was winning and I have a wonderful few weeks to look forward to.  Oh .. and it was sunny outside.  Truly an </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7745705436541241945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7745705436541241945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7745705436541241945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/perfectly-happy.html' title='Perfectly happy'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7732107550126996461</id><published>2011-11-04T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:21:06.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting the train back on the track</title><summary type='text'>Besides having the cold of the century these past couple of weeks there has also been a disturbance on the legal front.  My attorney had a nervous breakdown.  Seriously.  I finally have an appointment early next week with my new attorney and we've already had a brief exchange, so things are starting to move again.  Thank goodness.

My two weeks of laying around have also given me a brand new </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7732107550126996461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7732107550126996461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7732107550126996461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/getting-train-back-on-track.html' title='Getting the train back on the track'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-890822123197192213</id><published>2011-11-03T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:30:53.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Real progress!</title><summary type='text'>Finally finally finally I am feeling nearly normal!  I definitely had a better night last night and there were only 3 cough drop wrappers to clean up this morning, which is a definite improvement.  I don't feel like going out for a run, but I do feel quite a bit better and I expect to be able to make it through an entire day today.

That was not the case yesterday, but I made it until 3 which I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=890822123197192213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/890822123197192213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/890822123197192213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/real-progress.html' title='Real progress!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7470495522737821004</id><published>2011-11-02T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T08:53:52.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round Two</title><summary type='text'>Okay, here we go once again.  I played a little fast and loose with the snooze alarm button this morning and ended up having to drive in.  The windows were frosted and I don't have an ice scraper so I sat in the car while it defrosted and then got caught in traffic on the way in to work.  I believe I would have gotten here at the same time if I had just taken a late bus but at least I can make a </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7470495522737821004&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7470495522737821004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7470495522737821004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/round-two.html' title='Round Two'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8635087716161972402</id><published>2011-11-01T09:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:02:48.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough already!!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday did not go according to plan. I only lasted until 11, then I threw in the towel and headed back home to bed. I thought for sure I would be good until after lunch but I guess I just jumped the gun. Today I will take it slow. One more sick day, and no sudden moves.  It is beautiful and sunny, but quite cold and Tink is in no hurry this morning to wake up. So I will drink hot tea, relax </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8635087716161972402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8635087716161972402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8635087716161972402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/enough-already.html' title='Enough already!!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3106331631656709006</id><published>2011-10-31T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T08:31:57.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What can I say?</title><summary type='text'>This is the WORST cold I've had for years!  The entire week from Monday afternoon is just a blur.  I was expecting to be feeling better this weekend but I was still dragging and didn't get nearly as much done as I wanted to, instead spending the greater part of both days reclining on the couch watching football or snoozing. All I can say is thank goodness I got it NOW.

All that free time and no </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3106331631656709006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3106331631656709006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3106331631656709006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-can-i-say.html' title='What can I say?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4985484729168260421</id><published>2011-10-26T20:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:28:53.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the cold medicine to kick in</title><summary type='text'>No knitting. No ranting. Plenty of coughing. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPad</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4985484729168260421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4985484729168260421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4985484729168260421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/waiting-for-cold-medicine-to-kick-in.html' title='Waiting for the cold medicine to kick in'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2142286230993227398</id><published>2011-10-25T08:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:45:53.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried to outrun it</title><summary type='text'>I really really did! But it caught up with me yesterday.  Now I am flat on my back, raging sore throat, and I can barely speak. All that clean living for naught. On the positive side, at least I got it now and can be fully recovered when it counts. And also it is good that I didn't get it a few weeks ago. If I am going to be under the weather I guess this is the best time. Of course work doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2142286230993227398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2142286230993227398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2142286230993227398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-tried-to-outrun-it.html' title='I tried to outrun it'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6527972040573532193</id><published>2011-10-24T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:32:46.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday already</title><summary type='text'>Wow, this weekend flew by and I was not ready for that alarm this morning despite having gone to bed quite early.  I know it's just pre-vacation excitement but it's annoying to have to rush in the morning.  It was not a good weekend for football - not for Seattle anyway.  Saturday the Huskies got just crushed by Stanford.  I had a girlfriend over - her husband had told her that she was not fun to</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6527972040573532193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6527972040573532193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6527972040573532193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/monday-already.html' title='Monday already'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3622997593050115814</id><published>2011-10-21T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:27:41.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I get it</title><summary type='text'>I know why I was so groggy yesterday and again today.  I had forgotten about the dog Wednesday night but when it happened again last night ... or should I say early this morning ... it all came back to me.  A little dog starts barking and doesn't stop for hours.  This seems to start around 12:30 or 1 and last night continued until past 2:30, which is the last time I checked the clock.  It must </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3622997593050115814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3622997593050115814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3622997593050115814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/now-i-get-it.html' title='Now I get it'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-726981453273998494</id><published>2011-10-20T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T08:43:36.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody slap me</title><summary type='text'>Yet another groggy morning!  I was that close to a cold shower this morning, just to jolt some life into myself.  I settled for a cold slap of water in the face but it didn't work.  I guess I stayed up too late reading last night, which is so easy to do.  At least I'm not sick, like way too many people around here.  I am living a healthy life, eating well, exercising and TRYING to get a decent </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=726981453273998494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/726981453273998494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/726981453273998494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/somebody-slap-me.html' title='Somebody slap me'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-828476827644776823</id><published>2011-10-19T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T08:51:56.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That doesn't happen often!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I went downstairs to the Hospital cashier to pay what I assumed was my final bill for my emergency room visit the day before I went to Las Vegas and the follow up clinic visit.  You know how it goes - you get bills from the primary provider and then from your insurance company and then another bill from the primary .... around and around and it's very confusing.  I trotted down there </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=828476827644776823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/828476827644776823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/828476827644776823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/that-doesnt-happen-often.html' title='That doesn&apos;t happen often!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-8431750704609173777</id><published>2011-10-18T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:45:02.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy WIN!</title><summary type='text'>This morning was another one of those when the alarm goes off and I am wondering -- why is the radio playing in the middle of the night?  I stayed up too late last night.  After dinner I was going to watch the second half of the football game since I had one more player on my fantasy team to get points.  However, I was SO far ahead that I didn't even bother.  Yes, yes I won my matchup this week!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=8431750704609173777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8431750704609173777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/8431750704609173777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/fantasy-win.html' title='Fantasy WIN!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5363863628184854988</id><published>2011-10-17T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:00:17.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The inadvertent long weekend</title><summary type='text'>Thursday evening I went home, all excited about upgrading my iPad and iPhone software to the new iOS5.  And guess what?  So were about a million and one other people!  What an exercise in futility and frustration that was!  I hadn't even thought about all the other people doing it and by the end of four hours I had an iPad that was only half way updated and had 35 gig of "other" on it that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5363863628184854988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5363863628184854988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5363863628184854988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/inadvertent-long-weekend.html' title='The inadvertent long weekend'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5028495400135580656</id><published>2011-10-13T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T08:54:24.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama drama drama</title><summary type='text'>It has been a little over a week since that terrible afternoon but is beginning to calm down, thankfully.  I think the worst is over and I have a good understanding with the course chair who agrees that her husband tends to get "a little hysterical".  Ya think?  I hope we've heard the last of it, truly I do.  I noticed yesterday when I got home that the flowers I had bought - beautiful Stargazer </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5028495400135580656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5028495400135580656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5028495400135580656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/drama-drama-drama.html' title='Drama drama drama'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7777816694486871449</id><published>2011-10-12T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:35:03.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Official count down starts today</title><summary type='text'>.... and oh, I am SO ready to have a vacation!  These next few weeks are going to crawl but I don't mind.  Anticipation is not a bad thing, is it?  Some days I am thinking about the wonderful meals I'm going to have and all of the smells and tastes I've missed so much.  The voices I've missed hearing and the streets I've missed walking along.  I don't want to sleep a second while I'm there, </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7777816694486871449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7777816694486871449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7777816694486871449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/official-count-down-starts-today.html' title='Official count down starts today'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3291425296325805679</id><published>2011-10-11T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:40:22.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the weather!</title><summary type='text'>I almost wish I had buttoned the lining into my trench coat this morning.  It's blowing and definitely cooler.  I woke up in the middle of the night to a big storm and I was thinking that if it kept up I was going to have to run on the treadmill after work.  But this morning, although it's chilly, the wind has done its work and the clouds are moving so it's not raining now.  I'd much rather run </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3291425296325805679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3291425296325805679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3291425296325805679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/here-comes-weather.html' title='Here comes the weather!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4688159117041350383</id><published>2011-10-10T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T08:43:28.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the weekend go?</title><summary type='text'>Last Friday was super hectic and I couldn't wait to get home and relax.  And that's what I did.  I was exhausted.  I wasn't even able to carve out any time to run Friday.  All I wanted to do was sleep and after Tink's 9:30 walk I went to bed and played with my iPad for about 5 minutes before I conked out. 

I woke up nice and early on Saturday, which was good because I had a million things to do.</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4688159117041350383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4688159117041350383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4688159117041350383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-did-weekend-go.html' title='Where did the weekend go?'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5928044986812018833</id><published>2011-10-07T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T08:41:58.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah!  Don't mess with me.</title><summary type='text'>After sharing experiences with several other people yesterday, I came to understand that the person who was so rude and abusive to me makes a habit of this type of behavior.  It was no surprise to anyone that he acted like that!  When I went to the IT guy immediately after the event to head off an end around move I was sure the jerk was going to make, I got full cooperation.  He's made an enemy </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5928044986812018833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5928044986812018833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5928044986812018833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/hah-dont-mess-with-me.html' title='Hah!  Don&apos;t mess with me.'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-310111330017725951</id><published>2011-10-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T09:00:34.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When things go bad at work</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was quite an unusual day.  I had a run in with someone who made me SO angry I was left sputtering and speechless and fighting - not always successfully - tears!  This bastard spoke to me with astonishing rudeness, telling me if I was going to work with him I "had better learn to cooperate"!  He is a faculty member who has been here nearly as long as I and has just joined the team to </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=310111330017725951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/310111330017725951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/310111330017725951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/when-things-go-bad-at-work.html' title='When things go bad at work'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-735469871809444159</id><published>2011-10-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T08:50:12.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The perils of forgetting your sunglasses</title><summary type='text'>It's dark and cloudy.  I didn't pop my contacts in this morning after a day of staring, unblinking I would imagine, at my computer screen had left me with irritated eyes.  So I ran out to the bus stop not remembering to switch into my sunglasses.  As I was getting my audiobook fired up along comes our neighborhood 7th Day Adventist, trying to get people to take a copy of  "The Watchtower".  She's</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=735469871809444159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/735469871809444159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/735469871809444159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/perils-of-forgetting-your-sunglasses.html' title='The perils of forgetting your sunglasses'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2987534545538606913</id><published>2011-10-04T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:38:42.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because it's October ....</title><summary type='text'>is it mandatory that the buses have their heat cranked up to one hundred degrees??  Good heavens ... I got on the bus this morning and almost expired from the heat.  Thankfully it was my short bus ride or I would have had to take off my coat - it was that hot.

Despite my debauched weekend, I had an awesome run yesterday.  I was surprised considering all the ridiculous food I ate -- bacon and </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2987534545538606913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2987534545538606913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2987534545538606913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-because-its-october.html' title='Just because it&apos;s October ....'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-4156540222175260764</id><published>2011-10-03T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T09:02:21.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oooo!  I'm just so mad!!</title><summary type='text'>While I was gone this weekend the maintenance staff were supposed to take another  look at that big wet spot in my dining room and and spot on the ceiling of my bedroom and take care of it, or at least diagnose it.  When I got home there was a note from them in the door - a form they leave whenever they visit your apartment when you're not home.  And on the bottom they wrote that the spot was dog</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=4156540222175260764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4156540222175260764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/4156540222175260764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/oooo-im-just-so-mad.html' title='Oooo!  I&apos;m just so mad!!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-2525325120616483846</id><published>2011-10-01T10:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T10:39:36.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hood Canal</title><summary type='text'>The sun is coming out. It is so pretty here. </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=2525325120616483846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2525325120616483846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/2525325120616483846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/10/hood-canal.html' title='Hood Canal'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-eterb7Ugfr0/TodQVy0En9I/AAAAAAAAAhE/f4LfAcf96RQ/s72-c/blogger-image--596346554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-7480118021328362092</id><published>2011-09-30T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T08:53:32.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On my way to a nice weekend</title><summary type='text'>One quick stop at work ... well, not that quick but I get to take off right after my afternoon meeting and I am hoping we can catch the 3 o'clock ferry to Bremerton.  That way we'll be there in time to relax and watch the sun set before we head to the restaurant.  This morning it took me four trips to get the car loaded with dog and dog supplies, food and other cooking essentials for my dinner on</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=7480118021328362092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7480118021328362092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/7480118021328362092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-my-way-to-nice-weekend.html' title='On my way to a nice weekend'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-696087848566861772</id><published>2011-09-29T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T08:51:42.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Technical difficulties</title><summary type='text'>I have no idea what is going on with my computer this morning.  I have been messing with my browser for twenty minutes, trying to get it to load pages.  Finally I attempted to delete it so that I could reinstall it and that wasn't even an option because the system kept trying to tell me to close the program before I delete it.  I don't need this kind of aggravation. 

Happily, I found out </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=696087848566861772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/696087848566861772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/696087848566861772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/technical-difficulties.html' title='Technical difficulties'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-3846763795348562578</id><published>2011-09-28T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:53:40.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red eyes</title><summary type='text'>I wasn't the only one with irritated eyes yesterday.  Another person in the office had bloodshot eyes - they looked like mine felt.  Only hers didn't hurt!  She works in an entirely different part of the department than I do so I don't think it has anything to do with the air here.  Mine are fine this morning so ... yay me.

Work is absolutely crazy.  The students are nuts because today is their </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=3846763795348562578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3846763795348562578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/3846763795348562578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/red-eyes.html' title='Red eyes'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1953597706101521828</id><published>2011-09-27T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:32:11.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Animated lenses</title><summary type='text'>Every once in a while it feels like my contact lenses are alive.  And not in a good way.  This morning I popped the left one in and it almost jumped out of my eye on its own.  It burned something fierce!  I rinsed and rinsed and tried to insert it a couple more times but no matter which way I turned it there was no way.  I can't understand how something got onto it, but that's how it felt.  Maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1953597706101521828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1953597706101521828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1953597706101521828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/animated-lenses.html' title='Animated lenses'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1697620150592342274</id><published>2011-09-26T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:57:47.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How easily we forget</title><summary type='text'>When I took Tink out for her morning walk it was raining!  As in "I wish I had my umbrella" raining.  We did a quick one and when I got upstairs I changed into my raincoat and grabbed my umbrella before I headed out the door.  I am very happy that I don't ride my bike to work because I hated riding in the rain the most.  And it was dark when my alarm went off this morning!  So dark that I thought</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1697620150592342274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1697620150592342274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1697620150592342274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-easily-we-forget.html' title='How easily we forget'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-6431937446293076464</id><published>2011-09-23T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T08:48:00.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello gorgeous!</title><summary type='text'>What an incredible morning!  It is, as I said, the first day of fall, but oh my goodness, it is SO  nice outside.  It is supposed to be nearly 80 today and tomorrow but Sunday it may drop 20 degrees and rain.  This morning though you can almost hear the angels singing.

I had a pretty decent run yesterday but I had decided to wear a pair of super high heels to work and even though I took the time</summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=6431937446293076464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6431937446293076464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/6431937446293076464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/hello-gorgeous.html' title='Hello gorgeous!'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-1131919482371971297</id><published>2011-09-22T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T08:54:33.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say goodbye to summer</title><summary type='text'>To be sure that we are not missing the changing of the seasons, today is cloudy and sprinkling.  It's not cold, and it is rather muggy.  I don't suppose there will be many more changes to run in shorts, and not today for sure.  I am just hoping it won't be pouring rain at lunchtime.

Booking my flight to Lux ended up to be a bigger chore than I had originally anticipated.  I started out doing it </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=1131919482371971297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1131919482371971297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/1131919482371971297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/say-goodbye-to-summer.html' title='Say goodbye to summer'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12198026.post-5150863643922961308</id><published>2011-09-21T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T08:50:53.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepwalking to work</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago I got a notice in the mail that work would begin soon at nights on the express lanes of the freeway, adding lights and other things.  I can't remember exactly when it is due to start, but I remember thinking that by that time it should be cold enough to sleep with the window mostly closed so I most likely wouldn't be bothered by it.  But it seemed very noisy last night -- maybe I </summary><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12198026&amp;postID=5150863643922961308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5150863643922961308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12198026/posts/default/5150863643922961308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yarn-babe.blogspot.com/2011/09/sleepwalking-to-work.html' title='Sleepwalking to work'/><author><name>Shelley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16029568021356495296</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o_hKRCD2mSk/S0OSEc-HXkI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/h0U0omCOzi4/S220/NewFacebook.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
