<?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-8577185708863236566</id><updated>2011-07-30T10:22:02.363-05:00</updated><category term='Beginnings'/><title type='text'>A Fancy Word for Simple</title><subtitle type='html'>Observe.  Simplify.  Reflect.  Laugh.  Improve.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7792326264996365736</id><published>2009-02-24T06:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T06:25:11.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>I am not in New Orleans celebrating.  In fact, a work pig out is the highlight of my reveling this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life expectancy would grow by leaps and bounds if green vegetables smelled as good as bacon.  ~Doug Larson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead - eat the bad stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7792326264996365736?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7792326264996365736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7792326264996365736' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7792326264996365736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7792326264996365736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/fat-tuesday.html' title='Fat Tuesday!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2255445215769214303</id><published>2009-02-22T12:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:04:13.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for</title><content type='html'>Today I have been watching Willy Wonka &amp;amp; the Chocolate Factory (the original).  This is one of the greatest kid movies ever.  I love it.  I love the silliness and randomness of all of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are so busy doing what we are supposed to do that we don't take time to be goofy.  Well, silliness is a necessary component if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men. -- Willy Wonka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2255445215769214303?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2255445215769214303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2255445215769214303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2255445215769214303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2255445215769214303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/looking-for.html' title='Looking for'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3810602522253857464</id><published>2009-02-19T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:03:54.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still the Work Week</title><content type='html'>So I have some motivation problems some times!  I am even posting this Thursday night because I know Friday morning I am going to want to sleep in!  But toll away in the working world is what is in store for me (and most of us really!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Every day I get up and look through the Forbes list of the richest people in America.  If I'm not there, I go to work.  ~Robert Orben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3810602522253857464?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3810602522253857464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3810602522253857464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3810602522253857464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3810602522253857464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/still-work-week.html' title='Still the Work Week'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7126646046891531635</id><published>2009-02-19T06:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T06:42:26.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Sorry I missed my post yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a thought for Thursday. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "All men have a sweetness in their life. That is what helps them go on. It is towards that they turn when they feel too worn out."&lt;br /&gt;-----Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your sweetness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7126646046891531635?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7126646046891531635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7126646046891531635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7126646046891531635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7126646046891531635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5527644616519536203</id><published>2009-02-17T05:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T05:53:53.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmmmm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Quality is not an act, it is a habit.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there something about the dullness of winter that pushes us into slowness?  I feel like my sharp edge is gone!  I have been dull!  Yuck!  I want to break out, be sharp and crisp.  But, being tired, cold and hoping for spring has me reminding myself that I have to just plod along.  Making it a habit instead of a burst of sharpness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)  Have a great day - I know this is a weird quote - just not sure what I am in the mood for today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5527644616519536203?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5527644616519536203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5527644616519536203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5527644616519536203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5527644616519536203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/hmmmmm.html' title='Hmmmmm.'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2230753171289431040</id><published>2009-02-16T06:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:31:46.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wicked Monday</title><content type='html'>Saw &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt; last night.  I love stories that make details come together or explain things or show something from a different point of view.  So, I was (and still am) amazed by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's a wicked thought for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's just life, so keep dancing through ."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2230753171289431040?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2230753171289431040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2230753171289431040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2230753171289431040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2230753171289431040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/wicked-monday.html' title='A Wicked Monday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1052485393913978905</id><published>2009-02-15T10:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:06:28.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything has a beginning!</title><content type='html'>For most people - yesterday was a "love day".  Valentines, candy hearts, little love notes.  But for me?  Today is a love day.  Today, 13 years ago, Mike and I had our very first real date.  We went to Krolls West.  Hamburgers and milkshakes.  The beginning of my lifes great love affair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not have imagined that this boy would become the father of  my baby.  That his energy would pull me through dark days and his laughter and attitude would make my best days better.  This isn't about love songs and candy grams.  It is the truth that love is ugly sometimes, not wrapped in a ribbon or capped off with a fancy dinner.  It is the person that when you are throwing up, struggling, or just plain mad is the one pushing you past the negative and into the normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy love day Mike.  My quote? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love is a fire.  But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down your house, you can never tell.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Joan Crawford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1052485393913978905?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1052485393913978905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1052485393913978905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1052485393913978905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1052485393913978905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/everything-has-beginning.html' title='Everything has a beginning!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-841630990598276626</id><published>2009-02-14T07:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T07:43:04.066-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you love?</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day to you and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/SZbKOih3m5I/AAAAAAAACj4/1q5Dx1kncDo/s1600-h/_MG_5359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/SZbKOih3m5I/AAAAAAAACj4/1q5Dx1kncDo/s320/_MG_5359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302647962411178898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell us about who and what you love today.  I think I'll draw a winner from the comments for a little love-filled package of goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love. . . &lt;br /&gt;that Brad knew to get me a London Fog latte to help wake up this morning and that he knew to ask how I wanted it (grande, fat-free, sugar-free).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mornings when I get the whole bed to myself - I make a little nest of pillows and blankets and leave a special place for Memphis to curl up down by my knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I'm lucky enough to have friends who encourage me and put me in place and indulge my quirkiness and love the same things I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-841630990598276626?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/841630990598276626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=841630990598276626' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/841630990598276626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/841630990598276626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-do-you-love.html' title='Who do you love?'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/SZbKOih3m5I/AAAAAAAACj4/1q5Dx1kncDo/s72-c/_MG_5359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5005914898313120996</id><published>2009-02-13T05:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T05:56:44.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dance - Its Friday!</title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhh.  Friday.  The one day a week I am not bitter about waking up at 4:30 am.  The day I can wear jeans to work (why is that such a plus for me?  I don't know but seriously, i love it).  The day I can say to people ... Have a Nice Weekend!! (and mean it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been crazy, we had all been sick, Luke to the hospital, and then Luke to my parents because we had missed a bunch of work and he was still germy and couldn't go to day care.  Because he is gone?  it has been so quiet!  I miss the stress of rushing home to see his chubby little face and working to get that big baby belly laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there have been some nice things!  I slept ALL NIGHT last night.  No monitor, no getting up to check on a sniffling baby.  Just sleep.  I still probably have a sleep deficit of a million, but it is a start (unless there is a government bailout for sleep deprived moms?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today.  Do your happy dance that it is Friday.  Wear a smile all day because tomorrow that alarm is not going to go off.  Tonight you can have a glass of wine, put your feet up, watch junky tv and RELAX!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's working for the weekend&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants a little romance&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's goin' off the deep end&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs a second chance, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End happy dance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5005914898313120996?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5005914898313120996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5005914898313120996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5005914898313120996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5005914898313120996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-dance-its-friday.html' title='Happy Dance - Its Friday!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6446477462014147625</id><published>2009-02-12T18:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:52:20.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Food: Thursday</title><content type='html'>Normally, posting is a morning thing.  But, I didn't get home from class until late last night (early this morning) and wanted to sleep for a few extra minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran all day and was so looking forward to coming home and enjoying a new recipe for dinner - cheese enchiladas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad choice.  Very bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I feel like I totally need to eat some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating.  &lt;br /&gt;~Luciano Pavarotti and William Wright, Pavarotti, My Own Story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6446477462014147625?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6446477462014147625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6446477462014147625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6446477462014147625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6446477462014147625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/food-thursday.html' title='Food: Thursday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6269963343962463430</id><published>2009-02-11T05:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:07:16.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whirlwind!</title><content type='html'>As you know from Barb's post yesterday, we all have been sick at our house.  I wouldn' t wish a family with the stomach flu on my worst enemy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things we would do for our family and dear dear dear friends?  Well, it is purely unexplainable.  We would clean up baby barf, listen to secret fears and tears when we ourselves were totally exhausted, we would burst at the seams for joy at their small triumphs, even when it defies logic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No, this trick won't work.  How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~albert einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6269963343962463430?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6269963343962463430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6269963343962463430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6269963343962463430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6269963343962463430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/whirlwind.html' title='Whirlwind!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3123784378052216450</id><published>2009-02-10T07:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:15:35.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Angie is sick.&lt;br /&gt;Mike is sick.&lt;br /&gt;Luke is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really sick. &lt;br /&gt;I won't go into details, as I'm eating breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved watching Angie be a mom.  She helps me understand that it is possible to be a mom and everything else that you were before.  She even makes it look fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure about the cleaning up throw-up part, though. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The joys of parents are secret, and so are their griefs and fears: they cannot utter the one, nor will they utter the other”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Francis Bacon, Sr. quotes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3123784378052216450?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3123784378052216450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3123784378052216450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3123784378052216450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3123784378052216450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2799518012945445645</id><published>2009-02-09T06:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:32:33.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>It was tough for me to get dressed this morning.  In fact, I'm in my second outfit.  I'm tired of all the clothes I own.  I don't want to wear anymore heavy sweaters.  I want to wear sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with khaki pants, a jean jacket, and a scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you wear today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Fashion is made to become unfashionable.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Coco Chanel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2799518012945445645?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2799518012945445645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2799518012945445645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2799518012945445645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2799518012945445645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-514073142845361028</id><published>2009-02-07T17:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T17:12:00.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Breath</title><content type='html'>This weekend I heard some news that have caused me to take a really deep breath.  There are people in life we look up to, we strive to be like, we are jealous of the certainty with which they approach their life.  And then something happens to upset the apple cart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sums up my feelings perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life's not always fair.  Sometimes you can get a splinter even sliding down a rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;  ~Cherralea Morgen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-514073142845361028?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/514073142845361028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=514073142845361028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/514073142845361028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/514073142845361028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/deep-breath.html' title='Deep Breath'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3210257371563360928</id><published>2009-02-05T05:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T05:54:47.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately I have been stuck in  a rut, get up too early, drive to work, work work work, drive home, pick up Luke, eat dinner, hang out, go to bed too early.  I am starting to think I may be the problem!  gasp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I found this quote, I realized the solution.  Be bad.  :)  Be less responsible.  Well, maybe just thinking about it will do the trick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;There are two types of people in this world, good and bad. The good sleep better, but the bad seem to enjoy the waking hours much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3210257371563360928?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3210257371563360928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3210257371563360928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3210257371563360928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3210257371563360928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/lately-i-have-been-stuck-in-rut-get-up.html' title=''/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7707445220631778320</id><published>2009-02-04T07:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T07:05:12.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potential</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."&lt;br /&gt;-Henry David Thoreau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7707445220631778320?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7707445220631778320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7707445220631778320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7707445220631778320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7707445220631778320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/potential.html' title='Potential'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7357198307866961788</id><published>2009-02-03T06:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T06:05:11.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Things Tuesday</title><content type='html'>So I think sometimes we get stuck doing the same old same old.  So today, lets mix it up.  Tell us a little about the things you have going on.  Name ten things that are simple pleasures in your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  pajama pants&lt;br /&gt;9.    good lipgloss&lt;br /&gt;8.    text messages (ok, maybe not simple, but I love getting texts!)&lt;br /&gt;7.    Neftlix (any suggestions for my queue?  It is getting low)&lt;br /&gt;6.    telephone chats with Barb&lt;br /&gt;5.    Renee and Jeremy - baby lullabyes&lt;br /&gt;4.    homemade chicken dumpling soup&lt;br /&gt;3.    cookbooks&lt;br /&gt;2.    getting a haircut&lt;br /&gt;1.    snuggling with my boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on!  Play along.  Sometimes recognizing the not so glamorous (but still nice) things in our life can be the little pick me up we need.  Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7357198307866961788?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7357198307866961788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7357198307866961788' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7357198307866961788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7357198307866961788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/ten-things-tuesday.html' title='Ten Things Tuesday'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7913998937157919558</id><published>2009-02-02T10:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:40:41.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday: 2/2/09</title><content type='html'>It's my dad's birthday today; he's been reminding me of that almost daily for the past week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see my dad nearly as often as I'd like to, but I do find myself thinking of him and needing him often.  Like, when my dishwasher breaks or when my wiper fluid needs to be filled or when I want to go out for pizza.  Brad can take care of all those things for me, but I'd always rather have my dad do it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Old as she was, she still missed her daddy sometimes.”&lt;br /&gt;-----Gloria Naylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7913998937157919558?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7913998937157919558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7913998937157919558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7913998937157919558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7913998937157919558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-2209.html' title='Monday: 2/2/09'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7655479074992549147</id><published>2009-02-01T08:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:08:37.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today for millions is a big day.  What are your plans?  We are having brunch this morning and quiet day, footballing at home with my boys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Men, I want you just thinking of one word all season. One word and one word only: Super Bowl."—Football coach Bill Peterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7655479074992549147?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7655479074992549147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7655479074992549147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7655479074992549147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7655479074992549147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-sunday.html' title='Super Sunday'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1863104353286263379</id><published>2009-01-31T08:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:22:48.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>Hooray for Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for a weekend where I have no plans until 5:30 on Sunday night!&lt;br /&gt;(I have a list of things to do about a mile long, but I'm trying not to think about that right now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . . I read a book on the plane on the way home last week, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;History of Love&lt;/span&gt; by Nicole Krauss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the story of a book and the many people it connects.  It is also the story of a lonely, old man, Leo.  He was my favorite part of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"At the end, all that's left of you are your possessions. Perhaps that's why I've never been able to throw anything away. Perhaps that's why I hoarded the world: with the hope that when I died, the sum total of my things would suggest a life larger than the one I lived."&lt;br /&gt;— Nicole Krauss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1863104353286263379?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1863104353286263379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1863104353286263379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1863104353286263379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1863104353286263379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1243507608880526393</id><published>2009-01-30T07:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:15:34.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Its Friday!</title><content type='html'>This has been a real tough week.  Tired, busy, cold and lots of stuff that needs to get done.  But today, not going to focus on all that junk.  Going to think about something fun.  Something that will make me laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to share your own today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying, another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep thoughts - by Jack Handey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1243507608880526393?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1243507608880526393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1243507608880526393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1243507608880526393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1243507608880526393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay-its-friday.html' title='Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Its Friday!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2538577804725306554</id><published>2009-01-29T06:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T06:35:47.064-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Thursday</title><content type='html'>Ang and I both have crazy Wednesday night schedules (and not because we're up late watching Top Chef).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is a sleepy, sleepy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best bridge between hope and despair is a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-----Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole world looks different without much sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2538577804725306554?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2538577804725306554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2538577804725306554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2538577804725306554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2538577804725306554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/sleepy-thursday.html' title='Sleepy Thursday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2484544638692980681</id><published>2009-01-28T05:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:55:03.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Resigned to the Facts</title><content type='html'>I don't know if many of you have read the Twilight Series by Stephanie Meyer.  I read these books when I was home on maternity leave.  Although they were a fun, quick read (despite their heft!) I don't really get the hysteria. I did like this quote though.  Seems to sum up my attitude this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I decided as long as I was going to hell, I might as well do it thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt; -- Edward Cullen.  Twilight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2484544638692980681?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2484544638692980681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2484544638692980681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2484544638692980681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2484544638692980681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/resigned-to-facts.html' title='Resigned to the Facts'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-8428904039097568132</id><published>2009-01-26T18:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:54:54.841-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>It sure was nice to be home after being on the road.&lt;br /&gt;All I did yesterday was grocery shopping and laundry and cleaning, but it was nice to be amongst my own things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There's nothing half so pleasant as coming home again.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Margaret Elizabeth Sangster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-8428904039097568132?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8428904039097568132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=8428904039097568132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8428904039097568132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8428904039097568132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7542903330348282574</id><published>2009-01-25T06:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T06:25:37.111-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning - January 25</title><content type='html'>I have always been some what of an early riser.  Not really a person to sleep in or lounge around in bed.  That has never been more true, now that we have a little person in our house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this morning?  I could have slept.  and slept.  and wish I was still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have a "carpe diem" mug and, truthfully, at six in the morning the words do not make me want to seize the day.  They make me want to slap a dead poet.&lt;/span&gt;  ~Joanne Sherman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7542903330348282574?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7542903330348282574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7542903330348282574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7542903330348282574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7542903330348282574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-morning-january-25.html' title='Sunday Morning - January 25'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-8499299982470031843</id><published>2009-01-22T19:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T19:23:32.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a few minutes</title><content type='html'>Barb is traveling for work, I am sitting amidst a huge pile of laundry.  Life is catching up with us!  It is cold, damp and wintery around here!  It is making it hard to notice the good little things around us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for tonight and tomorrow.  Let's all just take a breath.  And dream of summery, warm days ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-8499299982470031843?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8499299982470031843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=8499299982470031843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8499299982470031843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8499299982470031843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-few-minutes.html' title='Taking a few minutes'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5671461063963672247</id><published>2009-01-21T05:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T05:40:53.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I once was LOST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Picture a box. You know something about boxes, don't you John? Now picture a box that you can wish anything into. What would you say to that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Linus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the season premier of LOST.  This is one of those shows that you either love or have nothing to do with.  Doesn't seem like much in between.  Mike and I have caught up to the current season by watching the old episodes on Netflix... and I am so excited!  Anyone else ready to watch?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5671461063963672247?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5671461063963672247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5671461063963672247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5671461063963672247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5671461063963672247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-once-was-lost.html' title='I once was LOST'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5868960023962577767</id><published>2009-01-20T06:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:28:00.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 20, 2009</title><content type='html'>My thoughts on today. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what your political beliefs, today is an amazing day to be an American.  Millions of people representing different types of lives and cultures and choices are uniting together in the business of showing that they believe in our country.  That's powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, President Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.&lt;br /&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5868960023962577767?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5868960023962577767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5868960023962577767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5868960023962577767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5868960023962577767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-20-2009.html' title='January 20, 2009'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1488146622779169438</id><published>2009-01-19T05:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T05:47:32.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Opportunity - January 19 2009</title><content type='html'>This week, America will hear a lot about change.  Regardless of your political leanings (and we try hard not to go there around here!) this week will have significant historical importance.  But before we jump ahead to tomorrow - lets be sure to think back to yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Human progress is neither automatic nor inevitable... Every step toward the goal of justice requires sacrifice, suffering, and struggle; the tireless exertions and passionate concern of dedicated individuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin Luther King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not get sucked in by the concept of inevitable.  If you want something to be a certain way - as an individual YOU must work to make that happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1488146622779169438?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1488146622779169438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1488146622779169438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1488146622779169438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1488146622779169438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/opportunity-january-19-2009.html' title='Opportunity - January 19 2009'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7529318957151044342</id><published>2009-01-18T08:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:22:27.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Celebrating</title><content type='html'>We're headed out today to help our nephews celebrate their fourth birthday. . .&lt;br /&gt;It's a present-free birthday filled with lunch, a hockey game, and plenty of friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one."&lt;br /&gt;- Dr Seuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7529318957151044342?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7529318957151044342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7529318957151044342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7529318957151044342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7529318957151044342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-of-celebrating.html' title='A Day of Celebrating'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3670904327454186274</id><published>2009-01-16T08:05:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:06:44.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Today is Day 2 of an unexpected four day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no school yesterday or today because of the temperatures.&lt;br /&gt;I saw on the news yesterday that it is actually warmer in Alaska than it is in Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. . . &lt;br /&gt;I know if I knew I was going to have these extra days off I would have packed them full of things to do and, inevitably, would have been disappointed when I didn't complete everything.  It was nice to not be able to plan or expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The best things in life are unexpected - because there were no expectations."&lt;br /&gt;Eli Khamarov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3670904327454186274?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3670904327454186274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3670904327454186274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3670904327454186274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3670904327454186274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3119706668057816052</id><published>2009-01-15T11:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:02:51.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrrrrr.  January 15, 2009</title><content type='html'>The only good thing about cold weather?  Extra snuggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3119706668057816052?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3119706668057816052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3119706668057816052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3119706668057816052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3119706668057816052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/brrrrrrrrr-january-15-2009.html' title='Brrrrrrrrr.  January 15, 2009'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6141556757174987480</id><published>2009-01-14T06:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T06:29:53.378-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Happy Wednesday.  Happy 14th day of 2009.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're two weeks in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are your resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to be purposeful in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I am not eating with purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing well with spending with purpose, particularly in the money area.  Not so much in the time area.  In fact, I've spent time so purposelessly that our Christmas tree is still up.  It's a total fire hazard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken a picture every day, though, and I've used the manual settings on my camera every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/SW3ann3iEmI/AAAAAAAACaI/kwamiR3Onnc/s1600-h/12+Jan+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/SW3ann3iEmI/AAAAAAAACaI/kwamiR3Onnc/s320/12+Jan+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291125511481856610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"I hope you will have a wonderful year, that you'll dream dangerously and outrageously, that you'll make something that didn't exist before you made it, that you will be loved and that you will be liked, and that you will have people to love and to like in return. And, most importantly (because I think there should be more kindness and more wisdom in the world right now), that you will, when you need to be, be wise, and that you will always be kind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6141556757174987480?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6141556757174987480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6141556757174987480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6141556757174987480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6141556757174987480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/SW3ann3iEmI/AAAAAAAACaI/kwamiR3Onnc/s72-c/12+Jan+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-780511598465267970</id><published>2009-01-13T05:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T06:00:57.351-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Around You -- January 13</title><content type='html'>This week it is brutally cold here.  It is dark and in general, I think people are suffering from post holiday let down.  I know that I have been pretty grumpy, negative and in general...cold.  But on Sunday we went to the hospital to visit a 3 day old baby.  That baby is sweet, tiny, and going to bring joy and adventure to our friends in big and small ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, instead of a quote, instead of me griping about the million little things that bug me, I am going to share five &lt;strong&gt;little&lt;/strong&gt; things that make me happy.  I hope you will share yours too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie's List for 1/13/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1).    my argyle tights&lt;br /&gt;2).   funny text messages&lt;br /&gt;3).   fountain diet coke&lt;br /&gt;4).   sending real cards in the mail (and receiving them!)&lt;br /&gt;5).   reading to my Little Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok - fess up.  What non major things make you a little happier?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-780511598465267970?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/780511598465267970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=780511598465267970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/780511598465267970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/780511598465267970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-around-you-january-13.html' title='Look Around You -- January 13'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1858257226134236923</id><published>2009-01-12T06:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:25:33.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>I'm bracing for a lot today. . . &lt;br /&gt;a busy work week&lt;br /&gt;bitter cold temperatures&lt;br /&gt;trying to keep my house clean&lt;br /&gt;eating healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."&lt;br /&gt;-Albert Camus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you preparing for this week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1858257226134236923?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1858257226134236923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1858257226134236923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1858257226134236923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1858257226134236923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5691081695157697616</id><published>2009-01-11T06:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T06:17:46.934-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing Weekend?  Sunday January 11</title><content type='html'>As you may have seen from yesterday, Barb and I had a day of total relaxation = spa treatments, a fantastic meal out, no phone calls, work hassles, baby spit up (!), just laughs, near injuries (yes, there was a small mishap) interesting people watching and a general recharging of our batteries (both personal and friendship). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since yesterday was such a success - I am going to try and carry a little bit of that feeling into today.  We are going to see our friends new little baby and I am going to soak up that happiness, mix it with yesterday's relaxing and hope that it combines to make for a perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Click for further information about this quotation" href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quote/33445.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Chaplin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5691081695157697616?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5691081695157697616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5691081695157697616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5691081695157697616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5691081695157697616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/relaxing-weekend-sunday-january-11.html' title='Relaxing Weekend?  Sunday January 11'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-9137276475070382276</id><published>2009-01-10T06:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T06:50:36.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Angie and I are celebrating Christmas today.&lt;br /&gt;We're enjoying a day at the spa and a fabulous dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confident there will be lots of relaxing and pampering but also plenty of laughing and scheming and maybe even some serious discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Remember, the greatest gift is not found in a store nor under a tree, but in the hearts of true friends.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-9137276475070382276?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9137276475070382276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=9137276475070382276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/9137276475070382276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/9137276475070382276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6044359134410091113</id><published>2009-01-09T05:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:03:16.574-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fierce Friday - January 9, 2009</title><content type='html'>Well, sometimes, it is not easy to get up and get going (even on a Friday).  I know lots of people have been trying to boil down their goals to just one word for their year.  I lack that pithy ability to sum up, to condense, to minimalize.  So I when I found this quote today... I thought.  This kinda sums up my attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Muhammad Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go out and be fierce today.  Play Rock Band.  Don't run errands on your lunch (do something for yourself, maybe read a magazine, write a note).  Have  a dance party in your kitchen.  Play a practical joke on a co-worker.  But try and give that little spark a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6044359134410091113?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6044359134410091113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6044359134410091113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6044359134410091113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6044359134410091113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/fierce-friday-january-9-2009.html' title='Fierce Friday - January 9, 2009'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1465152275841307729</id><published>2009-01-08T06:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T06:32:51.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Thursday is still must-see TV for me, and I have to admit that as I attempt to leave for work on time today, my thoughts are drifting towards spending a pajama-clad evening on the couch with the remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away."&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Grey's&lt;/span&gt; surprises me tonight and is the absolutely fabulous show that hooked me instead of the strange and awkward show it has been lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1465152275841307729?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1465152275841307729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1465152275841307729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1465152275841307729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1465152275841307729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5951323847012909442</id><published>2009-01-07T05:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T05:30:38.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, January 7, 2009</title><content type='html'>At this time of year, there are lots of resolutions, lots of "turn around thinking".  Even yesterday here at Fancy Simple we talked about talking ourselves into facing our days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am considering the issue of talking about something versus actually doing it.  It is much easier to make a plan, create a list, dream of the end result.  But how often do we let those things fall to the wayside shortly after talking about it?  Or even worse, how often do we gripe about someone/something doing what we wish WE were doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to have some faith in a little bit of the impossible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Never interrupt someone doing what you said couldn't be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia Earhart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5951323847012909442?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5951323847012909442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5951323847012909442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5951323847012909442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5951323847012909442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/wednesday-january-7-2009.html' title='Wednesday, January 7, 2009'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2731604838980790493</id><published>2009-01-06T06:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T06:20:05.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 1.6.09</title><content type='html'>"First say to yourself what you would be; and then do what you have to do."&lt;br /&gt;Epictetus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I need to say to myself today:&lt;br /&gt;I am not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;I will have a productive day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you saying to yourself today/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2731604838980790493?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2731604838980790493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2731604838980790493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2731604838980790493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2731604838980790493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-1609.html' title='Tuesday 1.6.09'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-8209958260235330422</id><published>2009-01-05T06:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T06:05:27.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh.  Monday.</title><content type='html'>I have been on an extended vacation over the holidays.  Today is my first day back in almost 2 weeks.  Yikes.  Needless to say, I have had a rough morning with things not going quite right.  As such, I wanted to give you all some ammunition for the battles you may be fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You gotta laugh...sometimes it is the only weapon you have got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if something is making you laugh this morning, please share - we could probably all use it!  For me?  Baby snores.  Too funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-8209958260235330422?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8209958260235330422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=8209958260235330422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8209958260235330422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8209958260235330422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/argh-monday.html' title='Argh.  Monday.'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-9073173211914769248</id><published>2009-01-04T09:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T09:58:53.544-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday: The End</title><content type='html'>Sundays - especially Sundays at the end of a long vacation - are always a little bittersweet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday has come to represent everything that I didn't get done over the weekend or through the vacation before I have to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“It's weird...you know the end of something great is coming, but you want to hold on, just for one more second...just so it can hurt a little more.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-9073173211914769248?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9073173211914769248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=9073173211914769248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/9073173211914769248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/9073173211914769248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-end.html' title='Sunday: The End'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1841928218080828530</id><published>2009-01-03T14:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:28:39.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3.  Big Day</title><content type='html'>Is there someone in your life that has changed the course of your life dramatically? Someone who is there for your best days, worst days, days when you raid the fridge? I have been blessed with many good friends, a strong family, good job. But there is one person that makes it all worth the bad days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287166562971415618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzwbZureq3A/SV_J-fY79EI/AAAAAAAAAVA/u2N_x5VY8W8/s320/baptism.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mike is that person for me.  Today is his 32nd birthday.  We have been together for 13 years.  Last year, I saw the person who had been the boy I loved, turn into the man and daddy he was meant to be.  Love you Mike.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;May you live to be 100 and the last voice you hear be mine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Frank Sinatra.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1841928218080828530?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1841928218080828530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1841928218080828530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1841928218080828530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1841928218080828530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-3-big-day.html' title='Day 3.  Big Day'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EzwbZureq3A/SV_J-fY79EI/AAAAAAAAAVA/u2N_x5VY8W8/s72-c/baptism.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6762690189485492018</id><published>2009-01-02T10:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:44:04.923-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009: Day 2</title><content type='html'>For the first time ever, I tried to write a Christmas letter to make 2008's photo card a little more personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't go well.  In fact, I didn't get much farther than "Dear Friends and Family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried that I just let life happen to me in 2008, and I don't want to make that mistake again in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009, I will live with purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----Cecil Beaton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6762690189485492018?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6762690189485492018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6762690189485492018' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6762690189485492018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6762690189485492018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-day-2.html' title='2009: Day 2'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3561978180265237489</id><published>2009-01-01T15:10:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:53:17.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><title type='text'>New Chapter; 2009</title><content type='html'>Since we last posted on Fancy Word for Simple life has gone on (duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have been changes big and small and lots of new details in our life (and yours!) that we have tried to reflect on. We want to bring you up to speed and share what we are looking at for 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286439554428545026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzwbZureq3A/SV00xBhJqAI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oiqI3Rgj3f0/s320/2009%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angie &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy to announce that Mike and I welcomed our baby to the world on June 25, 2008. What a change in life! If you think the small details mattered to me before, you should see the happy dance about getting a six month old to successfully navigate green beans! Our little family is doing great and looking forward to an exciting 2009, Luke was definitely worth the wait! That has pretty much filled up my existence this past year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barb&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a quiet little 2008 filled with friends, creating, some traveling, and plenty of work and school. Highlights include: seeing Hayward's infamous "Big Fish," rocking out live in concert to New Kids on the Block, being 15 credits closer to finishing school (again!), cheering on the growing families of friends (welcome Luke, Spud, and Monkey), celebrating a fourth year of marriage, and saying goodbye to an extra 20 pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286439910747044530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzwbZureq3A/SV01Fw6GerI/AAAAAAAAAU4/PGahDWT83nY/s320/AngBarb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Programming notes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we left Fancy Simple behind, we have heard from people that they enjoyed the project. Surprisingly, we even found out that some long lost friends from growing up had stumbled upon us. Welcome back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we started this project, the objective was to notice details, provide a little inspriation, and once in awhile, a few laughs. Now that we have a year behind our belt, and a little time off, we would like to continue that mission and encourage you to do the same. Share the little details of your life, minutae can be fun (!), share what is going on here at Fancy Simple with your friends and nudge them along this path of noticing as well. We love to know who is out there in our little group so we have a few functions to encourage you to play along - on the right hand side by, you will note the Blog Followers, be sure to join! We also are in the process of setting up a Facebook Group. In both these instances, we would like it if you have things you want to talk about that you LET US KNOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day One, 2009 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Few people even scratch the surface, much less exhaust the contemplation of their own experience.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Randolph Bourne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3561978180265237489?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3561978180265237489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3561978180265237489' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3561978180265237489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3561978180265237489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-chapter-2009.html' title='New Chapter; 2009'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzwbZureq3A/SV00xBhJqAI/AAAAAAAAAUo/oiqI3Rgj3f0/s72-c/2009%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2787900843789286959</id><published>2007-12-31T08:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T08:31:53.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December 31, 2007 -- Final Curtain</title><content type='html'>Wow!  Today is the final day of the Fancy Simple Project.  How crazy!  Here is what was posted on January 1, 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanted a perfect ending. . . Now I’ve learned, the&lt;br /&gt;hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear&lt;br /&gt;beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking&lt;br /&gt;the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen&lt;br /&gt;next. Delicious ambiguity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Gilda Radner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is filled with “delicious ambiguity” as all of 2007 sits in the&lt;br /&gt;future. How do you approach a new year? What are your hopes, dreams, and plans&lt;br /&gt;for the year? What do you want to leave behind about last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, coming up on the end of this adventure, Barb and I had to decide what our parting thoughts would be.  Would we be funny?  Would we be sad?  Could we provoke anything big?  Well, probably not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you have found this to be a challenge.  We hope some days we made you laugh, some days we made you tear up, some days we gave you that extra little kick you needed to get through your day.  Our futures are filled with ambiguity... that is the fun part.  Where will this all lead? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Roads?  Where we are going we don't need roads!"&lt;/span&gt; -- Back to the Future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2787900843789286959?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2787900843789286959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2787900843789286959' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2787900843789286959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2787900843789286959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-31-2007-final-curtain.html' title='December 31, 2007 -- Final Curtain'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1987715704770914324</id><published>2007-12-30T07:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T07:21:42.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>When I was a 10, my family moved about a four-hour car ride away from everyone and everything that was familiar to me.  We went back to visit family and friends often, but it was still inevitable that each time I loaded back into the family station wagon (wood panels and all) I would cry a big, ugly, sobbing cry that lasted for at least the first hour of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrible at saying good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what is on my mind today as we approach the last days of Fancy Word for Simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for going on this strange little adventure with Angie and me; I've enjoyed it tremendously.  I'm proud that I made a resolution and followed through on it.  I love that I've met so many people with such interesting stories to tell.  As difficult as it was some days, I think finding a quote to think about for the day really helped give me purpose some days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't cry because it's over.  Smile because it happened."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1987715704770914324?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1987715704770914324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1987715704770914324' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1987715704770914324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1987715704770914324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6974003939244527682</id><published>2007-12-29T08:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T08:40:49.985-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Year Nominations?</title><content type='html'>So what is YOUR recommendation for quote of 2007?  Have you had a favorite here at Fancy Simple?  A favorite that didn't make the FS list?  Please share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6974003939244527682?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6974003939244527682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6974003939244527682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6974003939244527682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6974003939244527682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/quote-of-year-nominations.html' title='Quote of the Year Nominations?'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4775225956642345167</id><published>2007-12-28T08:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T08:08:57.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I will NOT. . .</title><content type='html'>Seems like resolutions are the thing to make as a new year begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I challenge you to make a list of things you WILL not do during 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will NOT. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Unless commitment is made, there are only promises and hopes; but no plans."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Peter F. Drucker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4775225956642345167?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4775225956642345167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4775225956642345167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4775225956642345167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4775225956642345167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-will-not.html' title='I will NOT. . .'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5828125494172102921</id><published>2007-12-27T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:53:37.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12-27-2007 -- Top Tens</title><content type='html'>Wow.  The days are flying by at the end of the year!  Since this project is about to come to an end, it is time for a little reflection.  I am magazine junkie and love the Top Ten of 2007 type lists that always come about in December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So share with us... what were the top ten things that happened to you in 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be back to post mine later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5828125494172102921?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5828125494172102921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5828125494172102921' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5828125494172102921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5828125494172102921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/12-27-2007-top-tens.html' title='12-27-2007 -- Top Tens'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7339573979604646350</id><published>2007-12-26T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T08:33:14.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!  The Day After!</title><content type='html'>What a whirlwind the past week has been.  I am really looking forward to the quiet and calm of the next few days.  Also looking back at the past year and trying to decide what my 2008 adventures should include!  Taking inventory of one's life is an interesting concept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you spending the "day after?"  are you shopping all those deals?  Putting away your tree (not us yet, Mike wants to wait til after New Years Eve)? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I am spending time today with Barb.  Watch out.  Last year it was our post Christmas shopping that got us going on this project, who knows what we will come up with for next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7339573979604646350?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7339573979604646350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7339573979604646350' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7339573979604646350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7339573979604646350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/whew-day-after.html' title='Whew!  The Day After!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-8017839633304807947</id><published>2007-12-24T09:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T09:14:11.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love actually is. . .</title><content type='html'>I'm indulging myself this Christmas eve morning with cheesy Christmas love stories (think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Holiday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love Actually&lt;/span&gt;).  I did, however, have to crank up the television a little higher than normal to hear it over the drone of every single snow blower in the neighborhood and curl up with a extra blanket.  Nevertheless, I had a good Christmas cry this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion's starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don't see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there - fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge - they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I've got a sneaking suspicion love actually is all around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's to hoping you have a holiday filled with love.&lt;br /&gt;(And, please, if you have a favorite cheesy Christmas love movie, let me know!  I've got a long vacation coming up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-8017839633304807947?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8017839633304807947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=8017839633304807947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8017839633304807947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/8017839633304807947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/love-actually-is.html' title='Love actually is. . .'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7283211905119706484</id><published>2007-12-23T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T17:01:14.794-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Are you headed home for the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"So much of what we know of love we learn at home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7283211905119706484?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7283211905119706484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7283211905119706484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7283211905119706484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7283211905119706484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2611972251431414237</id><published>2007-12-22T07:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T07:29:16.708-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;What are your obsessions right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine. . .&lt;br /&gt;1.  Peanutbutter. (Because I ate at &lt;a href="http://www.pbloco.com/"&gt;P.B. Loco&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2.  Christmas music.&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://www.aveda.com/templates/products2/spp.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CATEGORY10691&amp;amp;PRODUCT_ID=PROD5908"&gt;Hand lotion.&lt;/a&gt; (compliments of the winter weather)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Getting Christmas cards in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Online shopping.  (that obsession needs to stop soon!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You've got to get obsessed and stay obsessed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-----John Irving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2611972251431414237?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2611972251431414237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2611972251431414237' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2611972251431414237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2611972251431414237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/obsessions.html' title='Obsessions'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4793543954862367145</id><published>2007-12-21T08:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T08:01:51.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Freak Out</title><content type='html'>Is there anything that you would like to freak out about today?  I am staring at a pile of gifts, begging to be wrapped, laundry crying out to be washed and a house whimpering to be cleaned.  What am I doing instead?  Getting a pedicure and manicure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your freak out items today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4793543954862367145?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4793543954862367145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4793543954862367145' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4793543954862367145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4793543954862367145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-freak-out.html' title='Friday Freak Out'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2048338129696294905</id><published>2007-12-20T06:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T06:26:13.181-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thought Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="style3" style="font-size: 22px;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;“ Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover. ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="padding: 0px 0px 5px; font-family: Arial,Verdana,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;-     Mark Twain [Samuel Clemens] (1835-1910),&lt;br /&gt;     humorist, essayist, novelist&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2048338129696294905?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2048338129696294905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2048338129696294905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2048338129696294905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2048338129696294905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/deep-thought-thursday.html' title='Deep Thought Thursday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7892451563161805590</id><published>2007-12-19T07:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T07:54:53.165-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop til you Drop</title><content type='html'>Well everyone, tomorrow my cousin Darla and I will be doing our final Christmas shopping run.  I have made a list.  I have checked it twice.  Most people on it have been naughty, but I will still be nice.  I am hoping we can get in and out with out too much fuss - but I have to admit, I laughed out loud when I saw this quote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love to go shopping.  I love to freak out salespeople.  They ask if they can help me and I say, "have you got anything I'd Like?" Then they ask me what size I need and I say, "extra medium."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Stephen Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7892451563161805590?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7892451563161805590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7892451563161805590' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7892451563161805590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7892451563161805590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/shop-til-you-drop.html' title='Shop til you Drop'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7570292192000156925</id><published>2007-12-18T06:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T06:42:54.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>"A man isn't poor if he can still laugh."&lt;br /&gt;-----Raymond Hitchcock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is makes you laugh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7570292192000156925?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7570292192000156925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7570292192000156925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7570292192000156925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7570292192000156925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6591478360321295046</id><published>2007-12-17T07:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T07:56:14.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am guessing by now, that most of you have your Christmas trees up and adorned. I saw this quote and think it might be my favorite Christmas quote yet this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~Larry Wilde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell us about your tree. Do you have a tree tradition? Care to share a photo? Here is a glimpse of mine and Mike's...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144940291028685602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_EzwbZureq3A/R2Z_74VcEyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Je9B9pw8T-g/s400/DSC02128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6591478360321295046?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6591478360321295046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6591478360321295046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6591478360321295046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6591478360321295046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-christmas-tree-o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_EzwbZureq3A/R2Z_74VcEyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Je9B9pw8T-g/s72-c/DSC02128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5955328848105336346</id><published>2007-12-16T08:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T08:30:35.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Traditions</title><content type='html'>Sunday was always a day steeped in tradition when I was a kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents (now just my grandfather) live on a lake.  On Sundays, the family (my four aunts and uncles and their spouses and children along with my parents and brothers and sisters) would head to The Lake to eat hot ham sandwiches or go for a boat ride or watch football or just be together.  The kids would hang out in the basement and play with the same toys that are still stashed in the cupboard while the adults played cards or drank beer or just shot the breeze (the women were usually separate from the men). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, it's been almost 20 years (I can't believe I just said that!) since we've had these kinds of Sundays (people move and families change).  But, I can still see and feel these kinds of Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize for the lengthy trip down memory lane.  Sunday tradition is just something that is sticking in my mind early on this Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your Sunday traditions - past and present?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What an enormous magnifier is tradition!  How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when love, worship, and all that lies in the human heart, is there to encourage it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Thomas Carlyle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5955328848105336346?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5955328848105336346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5955328848105336346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5955328848105336346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5955328848105336346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-traditions.html' title='Sunday Traditions'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5501401629453834299</id><published>2007-12-15T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T16:17:39.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December 15, 2007</title><content type='html'>It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!  Everywhere you go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5501401629453834299?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5501401629453834299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5501401629453834299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5501401629453834299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5501401629453834299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-15-2007.html' title='December 15, 2007'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5001367996222077199</id><published>2007-12-14T06:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T06:27:29.002-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little more about Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;"Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip."&lt;br /&gt;-----Gary Allan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I couldn't resist caring on a little more about Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here's to doing something just a little naughty this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I can't figure out how in the heck to get the underlining to stop.  Sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5001367996222077199?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5001367996222077199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5001367996222077199' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5001367996222077199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5001367996222077199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/little-more-about-christmas.html' title='A little more about Christmas'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5838693046187367858</id><published>2007-12-13T07:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T07:28:54.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am married toa 12 year old.</title><content type='html'>I thought about posting a quote this morning.  But then I received an email yesterday afternoon that just begged to be shared with the world.  Better than a quote. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dear Ang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just got off the phone with Santa.  He said he thinks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I should get a Wii or a PS3 for Christmas.  I think he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;may have been drinking too much eggnog.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love, Mike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now this would be precious if it was from a kid.  But no, it is from my adult husband.  Any funny asking for gift stories you would like to share???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5838693046187367858?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5838693046187367858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5838693046187367858' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5838693046187367858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5838693046187367858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-married-toa-12-year-old.html' title='I am married toa 12 year old.'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3278423799418800487</id><published>2007-12-12T06:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T06:24:43.589-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's beginning to . . .</title><content type='html'>. . . smell a lot like Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Memories, imagination, old sentiments, and associations are more readily reached through the sense of smell than through any other channel."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Oliver Wendell Holmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What holiday smells are your favorites?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3278423799418800487?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3278423799418800487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3278423799418800487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3278423799418800487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3278423799418800487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-beginning-to.html' title='It&apos;s beginning to . . .'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7616387671749455961</id><published>2007-12-11T08:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T08:38:58.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Weather?</title><content type='html'>Are you getting hit hard with winter weather?  I have been reading about snow storms and ice storms and all sorts of wintery bluster.  In Northern Wisconsin it seems that we are going to miss the worst of it (for a change!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would send a wintery quote to you and yours (and give us a report of what it is like where you are!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To appreciate the beauty of a snowflake, you must stand outside in the snow.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7616387671749455961?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7616387671749455961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7616387671749455961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7616387671749455961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7616387671749455961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/winter-weather.html' title='Winter Weather?'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4892240068899856570</id><published>2007-12-10T06:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T06:27:58.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Birthday</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday, Brad!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your 29th year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/R10wvynjpGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/78rg6w9A9vE/s1600-h/IMG_1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/R10wvynjpGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/78rg6w9A9vE/s400/IMG_1093.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142319947126645858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Birthdays are occasions for looking forward to the making of plans, for dreaming dreams, and hoping they will come true.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How does this compare to your attitude about birthdays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4892240068899856570?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4892240068899856570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4892240068899856570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4892240068899856570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4892240068899856570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-birthday.html' title='Another Birthday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/R10wvynjpGI/AAAAAAAAAy8/78rg6w9A9vE/s72-c/IMG_1093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3960644683332689252</id><published>2007-12-09T07:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T07:41:26.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Weekends</title><content type='html'>Are you living for the weekend?  Do you jam yours full and then on Sunday evening wonder where the time has gone?  I know the feeling!  Yesterday I worked in the morning, then spent three hours in the car, visited Mike's grandma in the hospital and then drove home three hours in the car.  I am tired!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning?  I am trying to convince myself that everything I 'have' to do today can wait, well, except laundry (a girl has to have some clean undies, tired or not!).  So in honor of my relaxing Sunday -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Calgon, take me away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3960644683332689252?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3960644683332689252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3960644683332689252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3960644683332689252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3960644683332689252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/full-weekends.html' title='Full Weekends'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2415787479455111746</id><published>2007-12-08T07:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T08:00:27.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Words</title><content type='html'>A lot of mornings I feel like the quote I bring you is far less than inspiration.  Be prepared today to be inspired though, very inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down on the couch, cuddled up with a blanket and the laptop, and grabbed the remote control; I needed a little background noise for making today's prompt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the video above playing on Good Morning America.  (It wasn't the exact video; it was this week's version of it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely enthralled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qO0jovLVPA8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qO0jovLVPA8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People upload video of themselves writing three words that summarize their week.  GMA puts it to music and shares it with their viewers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. . . what are the three words for your week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2415787479455111746?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2415787479455111746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2415787479455111746' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2415787479455111746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2415787479455111746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/three-words.html' title='Three Words'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-9113286715669365764</id><published>2007-12-07T07:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T07:11:37.707-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Tunes</title><content type='html'>Do you love Christmas music?  I must say - I look forward to the Christmas tunes as much as anything about the holidays.  So today, instead of a quote - share your favorite Christmas song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here Comes Santa Clause - Jackson 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All I Want for Christmas is You - Mariah Carey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Holy Night -- By anyone who will sing it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silent Night - Emmylou Harris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-9113286715669365764?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9113286715669365764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=9113286715669365764' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/9113286715669365764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/9113286715669365764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/friday-tunes.html' title='Friday Tunes'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-7431358231478301602</id><published>2007-12-06T06:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T06:49:54.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetie</title><content type='html'>I've had a major sweet tooth lately.  I think it was spawned by the amazing tray of Christmas goodies that Angie's mom cooked up.  But, seriously.  I cannot stop craving sweet things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What you see before you, my friend, is the result of a lifetime of     chocolate..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katherine Hepburn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sweet things are you craving this holiday season?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-7431358231478301602?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7431358231478301602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=7431358231478301602' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7431358231478301602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/7431358231478301602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweetie.html' title='Sweetie'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2825705649757954757</id><published>2007-12-05T09:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:16:09.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wacky Wednesday!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am having a brain dead day today. I drove all the way to the office and THEN realized I left my laptop at home. I had to run back home and then back to work. Maybe I should just stay in bed today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What wacky things are going on in your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2825705649757954757?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2825705649757954757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2825705649757954757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2825705649757954757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2825705649757954757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/wacky-wednesday.html' title='Wacky Wednesday!!!!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4937381834252487732</id><published>2007-12-04T06:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T06:36:35.001-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck on Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;"I am imagination. I can see what the eyes cannot see. I can hear what the ears cannot hear. I can feel what the heart cannot feel.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;Peter Nivio Zarlenga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little lacking in the inspiration department today.  Usually I choose a quote related to something that is on my mind (or my schedule for the day).  But, honestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is on my mind right now.  Too much birthday excitement yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4937381834252487732?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4937381834252487732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4937381834252487732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4937381834252487732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4937381834252487732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/stuck-on-tuesday.html' title='Stuck on Tuesday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2101258431648301414</id><published>2007-12-03T07:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T07:50:20.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December 3, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The secret to staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age. -- Lucille Ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://secretsoda.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-barb.html"&gt;Happy happy birthday to the lovely Barb.&lt;/a&gt; I hope this year makes all your wishes come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2101258431648301414?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2101258431648301414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2101258431648301414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2101258431648301414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2101258431648301414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-3-2007.html' title='December 3, 2007'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4069783683776805330</id><published>2007-12-02T13:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:10:33.919-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of the Season</title><content type='html'>Despite the weather (lots of snow and ice and wind and cold), Angie's party was a complete success.  No need to shed any tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing about the evening?  The details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Christmas tree to the Martini Tree to the drink recipes to the appetizers to the red table clothes. . . Angie and Mike made every attempt to get all of us in a festive mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if we've ever posted a picture of us together.  With no further ado, I present you with your Fancy Simple creators!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/R1MQiSnjozI/AAAAAAAAAws/XN4Kp4TnUow/s1600-R/FancySimple2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/R1MQiSnjozI/AAAAAAAAAws/6iXVjsF8Yrk/s400/FancySimple2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139469781059216178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What festive details did you notice (or create) today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Excellence is in the details.  Give attention to the details&lt;br /&gt;and excellence will come."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Perry Paxton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4069783683776805330?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4069783683776805330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4069783683776805330' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4069783683776805330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4069783683776805330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/signs-of-season.html' title='Signs of the Season'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/R1MQiSnjozI/AAAAAAAAAws/6iXVjsF8Yrk/s72-c/FancySimple2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5242599013130472150</id><published>2007-12-01T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T15:38:03.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's my party and I'll cry if I want to.  -- that 50's song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might recall that I am having a big big big &lt;a href="http://secretsoda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christmas party today&lt;/a&gt;.  Well Mother Nature decided not to cooperate.  We are getting a lot of snow.  And a lot of cancellations.  This might be my last party for a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5242599013130472150?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5242599013130472150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5242599013130472150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5242599013130472150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5242599013130472150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-106595874115328714</id><published>2007-11-30T06:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T06:34:34.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;" class="q2"&gt;"To be surrounded by beautiful things has much influence upon the human  creature; to make beautiful things has more."&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="q2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Charlotte Perkins Gilman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="q2"&gt;I haven't done many creative things lately.  I'm really feeling a need to make stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;" class="q2"&gt;What have you made lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-106595874115328714?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/106595874115328714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=106595874115328714' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/106595874115328714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/106595874115328714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-612018255252011582</id><published>2007-11-29T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T08:21:24.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GO PACK GO</title><content type='html'>Ok - sorry. I can't help myself. Today is a BIG DAY in Green Bay. Tonight our beloved Packers take on the Dallas Cowboys. Today's quote is my wish for tonights game. (Sorry Greta, I just can't help it. Don't read today - come back tomorrow. We can still be friends).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"I'd write over and over, 'I will not throw into coverage"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Brett Favre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am hoping we don't have too many Dallas Cowboy fans on this blog - but if we do? I raise my glass to a great game! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GOOOOOOOO PACKERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-612018255252011582?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/612018255252011582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=612018255252011582' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/612018255252011582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/612018255252011582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/go-pack-go.html' title='GO PACK GO'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4493799316678806586</id><published>2007-11-28T06:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T06:35:16.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Attitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px; text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;-----Francesca Reigler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in a bad mood today.  I do not--I repeat, do not--want to do to work today.  My hair looks horrible.  I could not find anything cute to wear.  (Good hair and a cute outfit are usually the way I ward off a bad attitude about work.)  There are tons of things I really want to do at my house that are calling my name (like scrapbooking and paying the bills and laying on the couch and sending out some long over-due Alter Ego prizes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you handle days like these?  (Do you have days like these?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4493799316678806586?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4493799316678806586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4493799316678806586' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4493799316678806586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4493799316678806586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-attitude.html' title='Bad Attitude'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1573628468146757229</id><published>2007-11-27T08:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:54:30.631-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrate!</title><content type='html'>Instead of getting all worried about the details of the holidays - celebrate just living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Celebrate the happiness that friends are always giving, make every day a holiday and celebrate just living!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- Amanda Bradley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it might be easier said than done, but lofty goals are what we are here for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1573628468146757229?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1573628468146757229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1573628468146757229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1573628468146757229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1573628468146757229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/celebrate.html' title='Celebrate!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6486678871510809473</id><published>2007-11-26T06:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T06:41:12.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wisdomquotes.com/003231.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No kind action ever stops with itself. One kind action leads to another. Good example is followed. A single act of kindness throws out roots in all directions, and the roots spring up and make new trees. The greatest work that kindness does to others is that it makes them kind themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Amelia Earhart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if you've had any &lt;a href="http://www.starbucks.com/"&gt;red cups&lt;/a&gt; yet this season, but the traditional quote is replaced with "Pass the Cheer," a quick idea about how you can spread cheer this holiday season.  It's (along with less than an hour at the mall on Saturday) convinced me that it is important to try my hardest to be friendly and cheerful and optimistic and kind this holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays get a little crazy about my house.  So, I'm setting that--being kind--as my holiday-season goal.  What is your goal for the holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6486678871510809473?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6486678871510809473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6486678871510809473' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6486678871510809473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6486678871510809473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-kind-action-ever-stops-with-itself.html' title=''/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3643588655651158393</id><published>2007-11-25T07:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T07:35:13.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go for it</title><content type='html'>What ever you are dreaming about accomplishing today... go for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I couldn't wait for success, so I went ahead without it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-- Jonathan Winters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3643588655651158393?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3643588655651158393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3643588655651158393' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3643588655651158393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3643588655651158393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/go-for-it.html' title='Go for it'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6582952530370696612</id><published>2007-11-24T14:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:23:42.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Weekends don't count unless you spend them&lt;br /&gt;doing something completely pointless."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Bill Watterson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What are you up to this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few highlights from our To-D0 List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Target run (we're out of toothpaste)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a freezer (to house the deer Brad killed last week)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make homemade pizza&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Log some serious couch time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write the law paper I've been dreading for weeks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listen to some Christmas tunes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas tree shopping (we're cutting down our own)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start my Christmas shopping&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrap a little (hopefully!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grocery shop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clean the bathroom&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Unfortunately, my weekend is needing to be a little too productive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6582952530370696612?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6582952530370696612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6582952530370696612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6582952530370696612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6582952530370696612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/weekend.html' title='Weekend!'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-561175960512288316</id><published>2007-11-23T08:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T08:37:06.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Turkey Day 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;“Too much of a good thing can be wonderful.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                                              Mae West&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough Said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-561175960512288316?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/561175960512288316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=561175960512288316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/561175960512288316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/561175960512288316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/post-turkey-day-2007.html' title='Post Turkey Day 2007'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1432736008858358508</id><published>2007-11-22T08:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T08:23:35.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble Gobble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;Here at Fancy Simple not only do we provide you with limitless inspiration, but we also watch out for your health and well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="sqq" &gt;"We recommend that no one eat more than two tons of turkey -&lt;br /&gt;that's what it would take to poison someone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="sqq" &gt;-----Elizabeth Whelan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to our American readers.  I'm headed to Angie's in just a bit to enjoy some great company and some yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1432736008858358508?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1432736008858358508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1432736008858358508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1432736008858358508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1432736008858358508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble Gobble'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5265749648187506352</id><published>2007-11-21T07:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T07:17:15.341-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Lots of things go into making a perfect Thanksgiving. Well, not perfect - maybe the tv will be too loud during the Packer game, the mashed potatoes may have a few lumps, and there may be a husband or two who drinks a few too many beers. But to me, a perfect Thanksgiving? Voicing a sense of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feeling gratitude and not expressing it is like wrapping a present and not giving it. -- William Arthur Ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, in the midst of all your goings on, make a list of 20 thinks you are grateful for. Share it. Give the gift of gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gratitude list? Right &lt;a href="http://secretsoda.blogspot.com/2007/11/gratitude-list.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5265749648187506352?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5265749648187506352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5265749648187506352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5265749648187506352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5265749648187506352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/gift-of-gratitude.html' title='The Gift of Gratitude'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-5239980608424030009</id><published>2007-11-20T06:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T06:31:12.743-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail Call</title><content type='html'>Happy Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning, I simultaneously eat breakfast, play on the Internet, and browse any catalogs that might have arrived in the mail the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am enjoying the Crate and Barrel holiday catalog.  There are some amazing table displays and a ton of yummy food.  Other favorites include Pottery Barn and Williams-Sonoma.  Last week I got an American Girl catalog.  I haven't looked at one of those in ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are some of your favorite catalogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="huge"&gt;"I get mail; therefore I am.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt; Scott Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-5239980608424030009?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5239980608424030009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=5239980608424030009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5239980608424030009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/5239980608424030009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/mail-call.html' title='Mail Call'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6523446238570702810</id><published>2007-11-19T09:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:47:27.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday is a Day of Preperations</title><content type='html'>Good Monday to you!  If you are like me, today you are at work thinking about your menu (or someone elses menu) for Thanksgiving.  I know the rest of this week will be focused on gratitude, giving thanks and all that - but today?  Lets talk turkey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is on your menu for Thanksgiving?  Care to share?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours (which will be shared with Fancy Simple gal Barb and her husband Brad, Yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey - fresh from Maplewood Meats - brined and cooked low and slow.&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Mashed potatoes and Turkey Gravy&lt;br /&gt;Angie's Aunt Judy's famous cranberry relish... yum.&lt;br /&gt;Rutabaggas - mashed&lt;br /&gt;Stuffing&lt;br /&gt;Monkey Bread by Barb&lt;br /&gt;Veggie by Barb&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Pie by Barb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hold us over until the feast  (and after the Packer game - go Brett!) we will be having Italian Meatballs (recipe courtesy of Barb's mom, Sue - in fact, one of my favorite photos from Barbs wedding is of us eating said meatballs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see our last Fancy Simple thanksgiving - check it out &lt;a href="http://babssbabble.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6523446238570702810?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6523446238570702810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6523446238570702810' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6523446238570702810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6523446238570702810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/monday-is-day-of-preperations.html' title='Monday is a Day of Preperations'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1611063939814645281</id><published>2007-11-18T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T13:02:49.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A smile is a curve that sets everything strait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Phyllis Diller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you smiling about today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1611063939814645281?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1611063939814645281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1611063939814645281' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1611063939814645281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1611063939814645281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-smiles.html' title='Sunday Smiles'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2679508540530468859</id><published>2007-11-17T07:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T07:49:51.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Coming!</title><content type='html'>Well ladies, this morning I am going to pick up my Thanksgiving turkey.  To put me in the spirit - I thought we could remember to do the holidays in style, with kindness, generosity and grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kindness is the golden chain by which society is bound together. -- Johann von Goethe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go forth and buy turkeys, put money in red kettles, smile at those you meet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2679508540530468859?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2679508540530468859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2679508540530468859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2679508540530468859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2679508540530468859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-coming.html' title='Its Coming!'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-726424165114584714</id><published>2007-11-16T06:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T06:51:36.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;I'm feeling very scattered today.  I'll attribute that to staying up way too late last night, having a few drinks, and following a strange schedule the last few days.  There is absolutely no rhyme or reason for the quote I chose today.  Totally random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There's no half-singing in the shower,&lt;br /&gt;you're either a rock star or an opera diva."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----Josh Groban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="sqq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. . .&lt;br /&gt;what tunes have you been known to belt out in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit that I do not sing in the shower.  In fact, I generally do not sing anywhere in public.  Not at church.  Not the National Anthem.  Not karaoke.  I do talk to myself in the shower, though - especially if I know there's a really difficult conversation I have to have that day.  I will actually talk the whole thing through.  Just me and myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-726424165114584714?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/726424165114584714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=726424165114584714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/726424165114584714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/726424165114584714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-feeling-very-scattered-today.html' title='Totally random'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-2498728934264236396</id><published>2007-11-15T07:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T07:41:44.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you need a laugh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...There's alot of things about me you don't know anything about. Things you wouldn't understand. Things you couldn't understand. Things you shouldn't understand...You don't want to get mixed up with a guy like me. I'm a loner, Dottie. A rebel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-- Pee Wee Herman (Pee Wee's Big Adventure).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have been in a mood where this quote really speaks to me - you shouldn't get mixed up with a gal like me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any 80's movie quotes you would like to share?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-2498728934264236396?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2498728934264236396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=2498728934264236396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2498728934264236396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/2498728934264236396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-case-you-need-laugh.html' title='In case you need a laugh....'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6167426301931965872</id><published>2007-11-14T06:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T06:42:29.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I really wonder. . .</title><content type='html'>. . . my husband and I both got home from work late, late, late last night--much later than any person should get home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were swapping stories of a work day gone bad (in his case) and gone strange (in my case).  Oddly enough, both of our days were tied together by a common thread. . . ridiculous things that people did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about these people.  I wonder how they can be so unaware of what is going on around them.  I'm curious if they can sleep at night thinking about the impact of their actions on other people.  I'm sincerely hoping that I never act that ridiculously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Only two things are infinite,&lt;br /&gt;the universe and human stupidity,             &lt;br /&gt;and I'm not sure about the former." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Albert Einstein&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6167426301931965872?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6167426301931965872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6167426301931965872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6167426301931965872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6167426301931965872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/sometimes-i-really-wonder.html' title='Sometimes I really wonder. . .'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6459123730552878114</id><published>2007-11-13T08:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T08:37:09.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to look around you.</title><content type='html'>The changing weather has put a change in my attitude.  I feel sleepier earlier.  I am hungry.  I feel more serious.  Time to take a good look around.  Notice the little things that are making my life brighter: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Life is full of beauty.  Notice it.  Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces.  Smell the rain, and feel the wind.  Live your life to the fullest potential and fight for your dreams.  -- Ashley Smith.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In many ways, this quote seems like a challenge to me.  I want to live my life to the fullest potential.  But I feel things dragging me down - how do I fight them off?  How do I take that next step?  I hope noticing the little things will help.  When I got to work this morning, one of my coworkers had drawn his name in the frost outside our office.  How cool, even if temporary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you noticing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6459123730552878114?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6459123730552878114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6459123730552878114' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6459123730552878114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6459123730552878114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-to-look-around-you.html' title='Time to look around you.'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-1501069581135147462</id><published>2007-11-12T06:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T06:31:58.231-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning After</title><content type='html'>Now that Alter Ego is officially over (we should probably change the banner back to "normal"), I found myself thinking again about the reasons Ang and I are on this little adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my latest. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The greatest hazard of all, losing one's self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all.  No other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sickness Unto Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Life gets in the way of knowing who you really are.  Taking care of a family, balancing a career, worrying about money, Christmas shopping.  The daily-ness of life gets in the way of knowing who you are, what you stand for, what your purpose.  Taking the time to think about these important things - taking the time to take care of our self - does not make us self-obsessed or selfish.  It makes us a stronger people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-1501069581135147462?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1501069581135147462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=1501069581135147462' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1501069581135147462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/1501069581135147462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/morning-after.html' title='The Morning After'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6534926134275249146</id><published>2007-11-11T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T10:31:24.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winning with Faith</title><content type='html'>Happy Sunday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who participated this week.  The winner for the faith week?  &lt;a href="http://mylifeinsouthernidaho.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sean&lt;/a&gt;!  Thanks for sharing your insights with us - We promise not to send lipgloss.  Send your address to us via email at &lt;a href="mailto:fancysimple@gmail.com"&gt;fancysimple@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Alter Ego Challenge is over.  Don't be sad!  We will still be here - still thinking about things, still asking you to tell us what you think and why and what is going on in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Veterans Day.  I wanted to write something big and important - every time I tried?  It fell flat of what I wanted to convey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something simple.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your courage.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for acting brave when you don't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for sacrificing time with your families.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you families for sharing your soldier with all of us.&lt;br /&gt;You are in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You are in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;God bless veterans, and God bless America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6534926134275249146?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6534926134275249146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6534926134275249146' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6534926134275249146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6534926134275249146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/winning-with-faith.html' title='Winning with Faith'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-4181660339779692669</id><published>2007-11-09T08:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T08:39:51.902-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in Action</title><content type='html'>Wow - this week has been a tricky one!  Thank you so much to those of you who were willing to share a very personal topic with the rest of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday's have been action days around here.  I found it tough to come up with an action -- pray more, go to church?  None of that seemed like something that I could incite action on.  Instead, I am going to post a few items of action that have special meaning and are tied to faith in my heart.  If you would like to take those actions? Great.  If not, feel free to post a "faith action" in the comments or on your blog.  Get our minds thinking! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandiegowildfireblankets.blogspot.com/2007/10/big-city-with-small-town-heart.html"&gt;The San Diego Blanket Project&lt;/a&gt;.  This project might be right up the alley of many of you crafty people.  This group is collecting 8 inch squares of fabric to be made into quilts for many of those still suffering from the California wildfired.  Check out the link, to me, faith includes being there for people in need, people in danger.  (Thanks&lt;a href="http://mylifeinsouthernidaho.blogspot.com/"&gt; Sean&lt;/a&gt; for the link and idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Veterans Day.  For those of you who know me in real life, you probably now that this is one of my biggest personal issues.  I am furious with our treatment of veterans and soldiers.  These brave men and women (and their families) sacrifice so significantly for all of us.  Do not forget them.  My prayer for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Lord, hold our troops in your loving hands. Protect them as they protect us.. Bless them and their families for the selfless acts they perform for us in our time of need... Amen.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these two acts of faith don't trip your trigger - blog about what does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-4181660339779692669?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4181660339779692669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=4181660339779692669' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4181660339779692669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/4181660339779692669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/faith-in-action.html' title='Faith in Action'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-3878557196594182484</id><published>2007-11-08T05:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T05:53:58.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picturing Faith</title><content type='html'>Okay.  I'll admit it.  I'm really struggling this week.  I totally appreciate Angie's blend of seriousness and comic relief yesterday.  Every post I type feels preachy or nosy, and today's photo post required a telephone pow-wow with Ang for support and brainstorming.  I guess I should take the discomfort as a sign that this--faith--is an area where my life is not quite in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, I bring you the faith photo challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically speaking, faith is a noun.  Capture faith with a photo of a person, place, or thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To inspire you, I chose to do all three. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Person: My grandfather.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa makes me question the line between habit and faithfulness.  There are many things my grandfather is faithful to, and since the death of my grandmother a little over three years ago, that faith has become much more transparent.  He goes to church almost every day.  He often asks that mass be hosted in honor of my grandma.  He is also faithful about visiting my grandmother's grave nearly every day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Yg7Ij-I/AAAAAAAAAro/SVNzmA4t-tQ/s1600-h/Pic+GandG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Yg7Ij-I/AAAAAAAAAro/SVNzmA4t-tQ/s400/Pic+GandG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130434926055296994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Place: St. Paul's Cathedral, London&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in London  about five years ago.  One of the very first things I did was attend a Sunday mass at St. Paul's Cathedral.  I've toured tons of churches and cathedrals--it's sort of my touristy addiction--but I've never had an experience as powerful as actually attending a service at St. Paul's.  The tradition of it all--the words, the music, the apparel--just seemed so much more grand in such a setting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Yg7Ij_I/AAAAAAAAArw/_C_uNXM2ViU/s1600-h/Pic+St+Pauls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Yg7Ij_I/AAAAAAAAArw/_C_uNXM2ViU/s400/Pic+St+Pauls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130434926055297010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thing: This Book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who thinks my life is lacking in faith and is not afraid to tell me so, bought me a copy of this book when it first came out.  I've never read it.  Not one single page.  But, out of respect for someone else's beliefs I let it just sit on my book shelf.  Maybe some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Xw7Ij9I/AAAAAAAAArg/V6NAkHB4ok8/s1600-h/IMG_5298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Xw7Ij9I/AAAAAAAAArg/V6NAkHB4ok8/s400/IMG_5298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130434913170395090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always:&lt;br /&gt;One entry for a blog comment.&lt;br /&gt;Two entries for posting a picture of your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-3878557196594182484?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3878557196594182484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=3878557196594182484' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3878557196594182484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/3878557196594182484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/picturing-faith.html' title='Picturing Faith'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/RzL3Yg7Ij-I/AAAAAAAAAro/SVNzmA4t-tQ/s72-c/Pic+GandG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-802410810119545146</id><published>2007-11-07T07:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T07:24:12.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Connected in Faith</title><content type='html'>Well - how is everyone doing?  Hard to write about faith, I think without sounding dismissive or simple.  When to me, faith is anything but simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have lots of examples of faith in pop culture.  Here are a few to get your wheels in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies:  Too many to count, but since I have to!  Sister Act.  Music, redemption, and nuns.  What more could you ask for?  Someone who doesn't expect it, finds faith and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV shows:  ok this is not a show, but it was news coverage.  When Pope John Paul II died, I was riveted by the coverage, the choosing of the next Pope, the hisory of how/why Popes are selected that way.  I was glued to the tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:  Handel's Messiah is the most gorgeous compilation of music ever.  Period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 entry for a comment&lt;br /&gt;2 for your pop culture picks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-802410810119545146?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/802410810119545146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=802410810119545146' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/802410810119545146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/802410810119545146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/pop-connected-in-faith.html' title='Pop Connected in Faith'/><author><name>angieoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09175547969368901432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8577185708863236566.post-6662508470340170327</id><published>2007-11-06T06:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T06:37:20.385-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith: Think About It</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have to admit that since Alter Ego started I’ve been both dreading and looking forward to this week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Faith is something that we don’t talk about often around here.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like Angie said yesterday, it’s not because we’re anti-faith.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faith just feels like something so intensely personal that it was difficult for me to bring it up in such a public forum.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I thought and thought and consulted faithful friends and talked to Brad in my attempt to write the perfect faith questionnaire—something that was fun, reflective, and respectful all rolled into one.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;That’s where these questions came from—fun, reflection, and respect.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Please take them as that and nothing more.&lt;/p&gt;What is faith?   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who or what has most inspired your faith?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Which celebrity faith craze most intrigues you?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What do you do to maintain and/or grow in your faith?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who do you have faith in? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you pray?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What do you pray about?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;How do you share your faith with others?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What (or who) prevents you from being faithful?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do you have a faith-related pet peeve?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What is it?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I’m all about options; here are the ways you can earn entries today:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Post a      comment (1 entry)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Post a      comment with a faith-related question(s) to get others thinking (2      entries)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Post a      comment or blog entry with your answers (3 entries)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8577185708863236566-6662508470340170327?l=fancysimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6662508470340170327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8577185708863236566&amp;postID=6662508470340170327' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6662508470340170327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8577185708863236566/posts/default/6662508470340170327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fancysimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/faith-think-about-it.html' title='Faith: Think About It'/><author><name>Barb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09499796881596034672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mj-yXaDfhhM/TFYEFXoNn5I/AAAAAAAAEj4/4IDxjuO4aUI/S220/barb(2)+Avatar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
