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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7167290276478938763</id><published>2010-10-05T20:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T08:14:06.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eco-friendly bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FritoLay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SunChips'/><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bad Baggie</title><content type='html'>Well it seems that Frito-Lay heard us--over the LOUD noise of their SunChip's biodegradable bag-- and are scrapping the idea. In an earlier &lt;a href="http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-sunchips.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, I mentioned how loud their new bag was. Now they're pulling the bags off the shelf right away and replacing them with the bags they used before. They are going to continue to research the eco-friendly bags, but try for something a bit quieter. Here's the story in &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/money/industries/food/2010-10-05-sunchips05_ST_N.htm"&gt;USAToday&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7167290276478938763?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7167290276478938763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7167290276478938763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7167290276478938763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7167290276478938763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/10/bye-bye-bad-baggie.html' title='Bye Bye Bad Baggie'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3325891441959172415</id><published>2010-10-02T12:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T14:38:33.358-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work layoffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting on God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uncertainty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Isaiah 40:31'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>We do a lot of waiting in life. Waiting for ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... that check in the mail&lt;br /&gt;... for your house to sell&lt;br /&gt;... test results&lt;br /&gt;... for a loved one dying from cancer to take their last breath&lt;br /&gt;... in line at the post office, grocery store, fast food line, the DMV&lt;br /&gt;... your spouse to get dressed so you can leave for church or an evening out&lt;br /&gt;... an important phone call&lt;br /&gt;... water to boil or roast to cook&lt;br /&gt;...  to be seated for dinner&lt;br /&gt;...  the right partner to marry&lt;br /&gt;...  your child to be born&lt;br /&gt;... your loan to be approved&lt;br /&gt;... the movie to start&lt;br /&gt;... for a long, bad day to be over&lt;br /&gt;... in a traffic jam&lt;br /&gt;... for the economy to get better&lt;br /&gt;... for your opponent to make their move on Words with Friends or Wordfeud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list can go on and on. Bottom line: we don't always get what we want when we want it ... we have to wait. I'm waiting right now for direction from God. Big changes are coming to the North American Mission Board where I work. I've been waiting for these changes to start. They did on Thursday. Employees with five or more years of service and at least 55 years of age were offered a retirement package--the goal being to reduce the workforce in large numbers with the least amount of pain. Here's an &lt;a href="http://www.namb.net/Ezell_Considerable_change_coming_to_NAMB/"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; if you want to read more. But I can tell you, it's painful for those deciding whether to retire and those of us too young to retire. We know more staff reductions are coming ... we're waiting. Waiting is hard. We want the answers right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does God make us wait? Good question. Many would say that He will answer in His time when it's best for us. The waiting makes us stronger, more dependent on Him. Even though I know this, it's still hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been sitting around doing nothing ... like I said, it's hard for me to wait. I've anticipated the changes coming at work and have been looking for a job. I've been waiting for that phone call to get an interview. What does God have in mind for me; for my co-workers? I don't know, I, we have to wait. A Bible verse that I learned many years ago comes to mind, "But they  that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up  with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall  walk, and not faint" (Isaiah 40:31, KJV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to do the only thing I can do ... wait ... on the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are You waiting for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3325891441959172415?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3325891441959172415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3325891441959172415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3325891441959172415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3325891441959172415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3371473474298011538</id><published>2010-09-07T18:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:04:46.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy singing katy perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keenan Cahill'/><title type='text'>Teenage Dream</title><content type='html'>I love this guy! I'm not sure what it is about this video that makes me smile: is it the thick glasses, crooked teeth, head dancing, eyebrows, or just his guts to do it? Whatever it is, you go guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lm_n3hg-Gbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lm_n3hg-Gbg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3371473474298011538?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3371473474298011538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3371473474298011538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3371473474298011538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3371473474298011538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/09/teenage-dream.html' title='Teenage Dream'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4448372788188847355</id><published>2010-08-24T13:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:36:45.110-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook News Feeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts on social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Social Media Revolution</title><content type='html'>If you haven't seen this, it's a fascinating video on the digital/social media revolution. Very cool video with interesting facts, especially for businesses thinking about getting into social media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lFZ0z5Fm-Ng?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lFZ0z5Fm-Ng?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4448372788188847355?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4448372788188847355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4448372788188847355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4448372788188847355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4448372788188847355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/08/social-media-revolution.html' title='Social Media Revolution'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5049341926227486028</id><published>2010-08-22T17:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:03:19.641-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FritoLay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SunChips'/><title type='text'>Dear SunChips</title><content type='html'>Dear SunChips,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love your food and the fact that you're helping the environment, but please do something about noise pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASemIoK1ONM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ASemIoK1ONM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5049341926227486028?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9944b3a2294f496&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5049341926227486028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5049341926227486028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5049341926227486028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5049341926227486028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/08/dear-sunchips.html' title='Dear SunChips'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4160018038246595618</id><published>2010-08-12T21:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T21:38:13.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birmingham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LifeWay Kids Ministry Conference'/><title type='text'>LifeWay Kids Ministry Conference</title><content type='html'>I've been asked to lead a workshop at the 2010 &lt;a href="http://www.lifeway.com/event/?id=4&amp;amp;CID=RDR-KidsMinistryConference"&gt;LifeWay Kids Ministry Conference&lt;/a&gt; in Birmingham, Ala. The conference is Oct. 11-13. LifeWay asked if I would record a short video to promote the event. Here's what I came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3a907f5e610e382e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a907f5e610e382e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F2DB245D7509F81A811DC77CA3BB591E178972.1B6DED395F86BEB4C855F2B5CAA4ED7278596CDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a907f5e610e382e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPVOH3TKwVteb56osTH2eAXwR0t4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3a907f5e610e382e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F2DB245D7509F81A811DC77CA3BB591E178972.1B6DED395F86BEB4C855F2B5CAA4ED7278596CDC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3a907f5e610e382e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DPVOH3TKwVteb56osTH2eAXwR0t4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4160018038246595618?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3a907f5e610e382e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4160018038246595618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4160018038246595618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4160018038246595618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4160018038246595618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/08/lifeway-kids-ministry-conference.html' title='LifeWay Kids Ministry Conference'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-104489163331874772</id><published>2010-05-14T20:35:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T20:48:22.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EK Design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jung-Woo Lee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee cup umbrella'/><title type='text'>Uh, Great Idea, Poor Execution</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S-3uZlvUWHI/AAAAAAAABJU/pdAm3IWaSpo/s1600/umbrella_cup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S-3uZlvUWHI/AAAAAAAABJU/pdAm3IWaSpo/s320/umbrella_cup2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471291245719738482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance this looks like a really cool idea, right? But look closely ... isn't the umbrella angled a little funny? Like, if you hold the umbrella up straight to keep the "rains" off of you, your coffee will spill? That would be my luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love their ad copy, here's how it reads:&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Try carrying your tall café latté in the rains!  One hand full of your stuff, the other has an umbrella….get the drift?  The solution is to get a functional Umbrella, like the one designed by  Jung-Woo Lee. A convenient coffee-cup rim integrated into the handle  solves the issue. I say cheers to more coffee and bring on the rains!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, bring on the rains, cuz that's what's gonna happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-104489163331874772?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/104489163331874772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=104489163331874772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/104489163331874772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/104489163331874772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/05/uh-great-idea-poor-execution.html' title='Uh, Great Idea, Poor Execution'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S-3uZlvUWHI/AAAAAAAABJU/pdAm3IWaSpo/s72-c/umbrella_cup2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-829336470961009832</id><published>2010-05-11T18:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T18:16:02.488-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coca-Cola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Freestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coke'/><title type='text'>Coke Goes Freestyle</title><content type='html'>I think this is so cool. When are these going to be in all restaurants? (Hang in there through the commercial at the beginning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="cnbcplayer" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" height="380" width="400"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="type" value="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="lt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://plus.cnbc.com/rssvideosearch/action/player/id/1325599149/code/cnbcplayershare"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="cnbcplayer" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" quality="best" wmode="transparent" scale="noscale" salign="lt" src="http://plus.cnbc.com/rssvideosearch/action/player/id/1325599149/code/cnbcplayershare" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="380" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/1642790/coke-freestyle-choice-drinks-beverages-inkjet-restaurants-touchscreen-redesign"&gt;Fast Company's&lt;/a&gt; latest article on the Freestyle. Hey Coca-Cola, bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-829336470961009832?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/829336470961009832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=829336470961009832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/829336470961009832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/829336470961009832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/05/coke-goes-freestyle.html' title='Coke Goes Freestyle'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6982508211351135245</id><published>2010-05-03T19:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T20:20:54.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin cancer awareness month'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skin cancer'/><title type='text'>May is Skin Cancer Awareness Month</title><content type='html'>Since May is Skin Cancer Awareness Month I wanted to add my two cents worth, which happens to be near and dear to my skin. I'm going to get on my soap box and preach it loud. USE SUNSCREEN. I'm a living testimony to the damage the sun can cause to unprotected skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sport several spots where my dermatologist has cut, scrapped, sliced, or frozen an area that was cancerous or precancerous. I have a six inch scare on my back where a chunk was cut out that was melanoma. I blogged about it in a &lt;a href="http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/01/former-sun-worshipper.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;. Now, whenever I go to see the doctor, I know I'm going to walk out of her office with a fresh wound of some sort. In my most recent visit, she froze a couple of spots on my face. Let me tell you, I'm no sissy when it comes to pain, but man, did that hurt! Below is a picture of what the area looked like after freezing it with liquid nitrogen. Basically, she takes this can with a nozzle (it looks similar to the air cans used to blow dust off your keyboard) and squirts the spot several times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S99ebGGofZI/AAAAAAAABJE/4q1M6mJoHtE/s1600/Frozenareas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S99ebGGofZI/AAAAAAAABJE/4q1M6mJoHtE/s320/Frozenareas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467192292238982546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little over a week later, it looks like this--just a little pink spot where it's still healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S99fF-nuqkI/AAAAAAAABJM/hwt-1LKsg_E/s1600/Photo+29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S99fF-nuqkI/AAAAAAAABJM/hwt-1LKsg_E/s320/Photo+29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467193028964690498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read more about skin cancer, go to &lt;a href="http://www.skincancer.org/"&gt;www.skincancer.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6982508211351135245?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6982508211351135245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6982508211351135245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6982508211351135245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6982508211351135245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-is-skin-cancer-awareness-month.html' title='May is Skin Cancer Awareness Month'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S99ebGGofZI/AAAAAAAABJE/4q1M6mJoHtE/s72-c/Frozenareas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4038524502243301626</id><published>2010-04-26T19:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:10:12.352-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-it Notes Turn 30</title><content type='html'>April marks the 30th anniversary of the Post-it Note. Yep, these nifty, sticky note pads have hung around that long. If you're interested in the complete history, check out the 3-M &lt;a href="http://www.3m.com/us/office/postit/pastpresent/history_ws.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've wondered if Post-its can be recycled. As I learned on their website, yes. As a fan of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ax Men&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Loggers&lt;/span&gt;, I was also glad to learn that  the paper comes from forests that are "well managed and trees replanted." In fact these notes, made from 100 percent recycled paper, now come with a greener, plant-based adhesive, which is made from plants that are replenished after harvesting. Nice touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this senior's project for Savannah College of Art and Design using Post-its.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpWM0FNPZSs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BpWM0FNPZSs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="505" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4038524502243301626?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4038524502243301626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4038524502243301626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4038524502243301626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4038524502243301626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/post-it-notes-turn-30.html' title='Post-it Notes Turn 30'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-916483135571631644</id><published>2010-04-24T21:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T21:16:57.145-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dry eye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blepharitis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tranquileyes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tini bikini'/><title type='text'>It's Never Going Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9ODVPtURAI/AAAAAAAABIs/yeR_cytfJVU/s1600/IMG00707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9ODVPtURAI/AAAAAAAABIs/yeR_cytfJVU/s320/IMG00707.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463855173947638786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's never going away," said Gina, "You're going to have this the rest of your life."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh goodie. This is such a blessing! &lt;/span&gt;I thought. And now I get to wear these really fantasticly stylish goggles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's the continuing saga of &lt;a href="http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/search?q=blepharitis"&gt;blepharitis&lt;/a&gt; or aka crusty eyes. These goggles are my eye doctor's next attempt at controlling this pesky condition. I use Tranquileyes with Thermo Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9OIeNIumUI/AAAAAAAABI0/8Dl5SFeYGwA/s1600/prod_large_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9OIeNIumUI/AAAAAAAABI0/8Dl5SFeYGwA/s320/prod_large_25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463860825434265922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The goggles come with these nifty heat inserts. When you snap the metal disc inside, it activates the heat immediately. The gel packs harden and will generate heat for about 20 minutes. To reactivate them, they have to be boiled for 3-5 minutes (that's the only uncool thing about them). They're comfortable to wear and also double as an eye mask. And check out this oh so cosmo accessory, the &lt;a href="http://www.dryeyeshop.com/catalog/tini-bikini.htm"&gt;Tini Bikini&lt;/a&gt;, it's a must for eye goggle wearers! Now I've &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seen&lt;/span&gt; everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9OPZ0q7SzI/AAAAAAAABI8/QtFms9nOxns/s1600/prod_large_1701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9OPZ0q7SzI/AAAAAAAABI8/QtFms9nOxns/s320/prod_large_1701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463868446728735538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-916483135571631644?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/916483135571631644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=916483135571631644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/916483135571631644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/916483135571631644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-never-going-away.html' title='It&apos;s Never Going Away'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S9ODVPtURAI/AAAAAAAABIs/yeR_cytfJVU/s72-c/IMG00707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5240053481112037641</id><published>2010-04-21T19:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:50:35.688-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new $100 dollar bill'/><title type='text'>Check Out the New $100 Bill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8-MYXWo-hI/AAAAAAAABIc/4CawKUDbBJ8/s1600/0421-newnote_full_600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; display: block; height: 134px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462739223237425682" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8-MYXWo-hI/AAAAAAAABIc/4CawKUDbBJ8/s200/0421-newnote_full_600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check it out, the $100 bill has a whole new look. The last time it was changed was in 1996. Trying to stay ahead of counterfeiters, the U.S. Treasury Department has added new security features to the paper, including watermarks and an embedded security thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get this, the Associated Press says the new design that uses a new "moving" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;microprint&lt;/span&gt; technology is "something straight out of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." The $100 bill is the favorite target of counterfeiters, so the gov put &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of new tech into the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can learn more about the new $100 bill on the &lt;a href="http://www.newmoney.gov/newmoney/Splashpage.aspx"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gov's&lt;/span&gt; website&lt;/a&gt;--it's pretty cool--you can take a virtual tour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5240053481112037641?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5240053481112037641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5240053481112037641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5240053481112037641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5240053481112037641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/check-out-new-100-bill.html' title='Check Out the New $100 Bill'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8-MYXWo-hI/AAAAAAAABIc/4CawKUDbBJ8/s72-c/0421-newnote_full_600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-9095209818005604716</id><published>2010-04-18T20:28:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:36:43.575-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Jeremiah</title><content type='html'>As I was sitting at the airport gate waiting to board the plane, I noticed a young man walk into the boarding area. He was young, dressed casually in shorts, wearing Tom's shoes, and a visor beanie cap backwards. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My daughter would like those shoes&lt;/span&gt;, I thought. I gave him no more notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8uu85tzaHI/AAAAAAAABIU/q61CvcwUHys/s1600/file_50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8uu85tzaHI/AAAAAAAABIU/q61CvcwUHys/s200/file_50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461651334425176178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When my group number was called to board, I was ready to get on the flight and start the journey home. It was going to be a short flight--only 30 minutes--to my next stop where I'd catch my connecting flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once on board and past the first class section I looked down the row of seats. It couldn't be. As I walked further down the aisle, yes, my seat was next to his--the young man with the cool, socially relevant shoes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The plane is practically empty and I'm sitting next to &lt;/span&gt;him, I thought. "Once the plane door is closed, I can move to an open seat," I said. "Why?" he grinned. "Don't I look like someone you'd want to sit next to?" Embarrassed, I stuttered for  a response, "Well, no. I just thought you might like more room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up chatting during the entire flight. I found out he is a pastor's son and one of eight kids. His mother passed away a couple of years ago from ovarian cancer. He is in the army and was flying back to base in Hawaii and soon would be doing a tour in Iraq. We talked about our faith and God. Jeremiah is not sure if there really is a God. He's asked Jesus into his heart several times, but he just doesn't "feel" saved. According to his reasoning, it seems that when he sins he doesn't feel conviction from the Holy Spirit so he must not really be saved. We talked more about salvation. He knows the right answers, but God isn't a priority in his life right now, but he kind of wants Him to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at all the empty seats on the plane, we were the only two sitting next to each other. A coincidence? I think not. I listened to Jeremiah--he obviously needed and wanted to talk. I tried to offer encouragement and offered to pray for him. I'll never know what will become of Jeremiah. I can only hope and pray that the seeds of encouragement that were planted will one&lt;br /&gt;day take root and blossom into a strong faith and love for God. Will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; pray with me for Jeremiah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And you will seek Me and find &lt;i&gt;Me,&lt;/i&gt; when you search for Me with all  your heart" Jeremiah 29:13 (NKJV).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-9095209818005604716?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/9095209818005604716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=9095209818005604716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9095209818005604716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9095209818005604716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/jeremiah.html' title='Jeremiah'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8uu85tzaHI/AAAAAAAABIU/q61CvcwUHys/s72-c/file_50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8419171468904731994</id><published>2010-04-18T20:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:24:07.876-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s mocha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='customer satisfaction'/><title type='text'>McDonald's, You've Redeemed Yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8uimr5n-bI/AAAAAAAABIE/IS6niJIcz3w/s1600/BrailleSmileyFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8uimr5n-bI/AAAAAAAABIE/IS6niJIcz3w/s320/BrailleSmileyFace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461637758620006834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, McDonald's, you do care about customer satisfaction. I received a call from the store manager of the offending McD's that had made such a horrible Mocha. I was given two coupons. Mickey D's, you're forgiven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8419171468904731994?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8419171468904731994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8419171468904731994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8419171468904731994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8419171468904731994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/mcdonalds-youve-redeemed-yourself.html' title='McDonald&apos;s, You&apos;ve Redeemed Yourself'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8uimr5n-bI/AAAAAAAABIE/IS6niJIcz3w/s72-c/BrailleSmileyFace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-9066898712497910308</id><published>2010-04-11T21:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:52:34.938-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fail customer satisfaction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s mocha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starbucks'/><title type='text'>#Fail - McDonald's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8J7oZCqMOI/AAAAAAAABH8/_gSjZVFCMKY/s1600/Failure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8J7oZCqMOI/AAAAAAAABH8/_gSjZVFCMKY/s320/Failure.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459061632173486306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY like McDonald's Mochas. In a previous post I complained about the price, but they are a little less money than Starbucks and they are good. The other day, my daughter picked up one for me and brought it home. Boy was I looking forward to sipping on that chocolatey goodness. Well, as soon as it hit my tongue I knew it wasn't drinkable. Long story short, I sent an e-mail to McDonald's customer service describing my dissatisfaction. To their credit they responded in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the e-mail response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;"Hello Susan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for taking the time to share your recent experience at the McDonald's in Alpharetta, GA with me. Your feedback is very important to us as it allows us to better understand how we can improve our service to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry the Mocha did not live up to our high quality standards. Please be assured that we want to provide you with an exceptional experience every time you visit us. From your email, it is clear we did not meet your expectations. Again, I am truly sorry we disappointed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I have already taken action on your feedback. After reading your email, I immediately shared the information you brought to our attention with the local franchise owner of the restaurant you visited. Additionally, I notified our regional McDonald's consultant who works with this owner for follow-up in the restaurant and appropriate corrective action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Susan, thank you for sharing your feedback. We appreciate your business and we hope to have the pleasure of serving you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's Customer Response Center"&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I greatly appreciate her quick actions, I feel like it fell short of total satisfaction. The only other thing I wanted was to get a coupon for a free Mocha. I spent good money on that foul cup of java.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micky Ds, while I may return to your store, I will think twice and consider Starbucks next time. BTW, when you get bad cup of joe from Starbucks, they give you a coupon for a free one--now THAT'S customer service. Am I wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-9066898712497910308?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/9066898712497910308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=9066898712497910308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9066898712497910308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9066898712497910308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/fail-mcdonalds.html' title='#Fail - McDonald&apos;s'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S8J7oZCqMOI/AAAAAAAABH8/_gSjZVFCMKY/s72-c/Failure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2901608734393951016</id><published>2010-04-07T21:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:13:36.845-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pear tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherry tree'/><title type='text'>Spring in Atlanta</title><content type='html'>I love taking pictures. Here's a short slideshow of some of the blooming  I'm seeing in Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10764974&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10764974&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/10764974"&gt;Spring in Atlanta&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3546674"&gt;Susan Childress&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2901608734393951016?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=226258d8e171f639&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2901608734393951016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2901608734393951016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2901608734393951016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2901608734393951016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-in-atlanta_07.html' title='Spring in Atlanta'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8579341932217394364</id><published>2010-04-06T12:34:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:46:33.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlumHVJ-I/AAAAAAAABGk/RVSKOliKRw4/s1600/DSCN1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlumHVJ-I/AAAAAAAABGk/RVSKOliKRw4/s320/DSCN1052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457067224669169634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our day at Northside Baptist Church in Roswell, Ga. The pastor asked me to take a few pictures of the egg hunt and families. Check out the dress in the second photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tkADqBtcI/AAAAAAAABGM/b84TBSo2qUQ/s1600/DSCN0968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tkADqBtcI/AAAAAAAABGM/b84TBSo2qUQ/s320/DSCN0968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457065325633844674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tkMEujn-I/AAAAAAAABGc/ndD4H2d3QEU/s1600/DSCN0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tkMEujn-I/AAAAAAAABGc/ndD4H2d3QEU/s320/DSCN0976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457065532079710178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service, we went to my brother's for Easter dinner. Wow was it good! We spent Easter this year without my husband--he had to work. If Glenn  doesn't work, he doesn't get paid and March was a slow month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlwvuuzcI/AAAAAAAABHE/JnbqmzwuXyM/s1600/DSCN1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlwvuuzcI/AAAAAAAABHE/JnbqmzwuXyM/s320/DSCN1072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457067261610085826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The menu consisted of ham, mac &amp;amp; cheese, pineapple casserole,  asparagus, &amp;amp; cranberry/orange muffins. For dessert we had fresh  peaches with cake &amp;amp; ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith, my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlvf0W1qI/AAAAAAAABG0/2NWsH0Sg3_8/s1600/DSCN1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlvf0W1qI/AAAAAAAABG0/2NWsH0Sg3_8/s320/DSCN1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457067240158844578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents, Tom &amp;amp; June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tx8GwDxlI/AAAAAAAABH0/H_EeadeM4WQ/s1600/MomDad_smaller.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tx8GwDxlI/AAAAAAAABH0/H_EeadeM4WQ/s320/MomDad_smaller.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457080650907764306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My daughter, Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7ts4m5Q6-I/AAAAAAAABHs/OFoFEAHCjI4/s1600/RJ4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7ts4m5Q6-I/AAAAAAAABHs/OFoFEAHCjI4/s320/RJ4+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457075093258693602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tmsb3GX4I/AAAAAAAABHU/zY3ZgH7EBn8/s1600/Cherry1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tmsb3GX4I/AAAAAAAABHU/zY3ZgH7EBn8/s320/Cherry1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457068287068626818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8579341932217394364?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8579341932217394364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8579341932217394364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8579341932217394364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8579341932217394364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-easter.html' title='Our Easter'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7tlumHVJ-I/AAAAAAAABGk/RVSKOliKRw4/s72-c/DSCN1052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6442491813967422895</id><published>2010-04-03T19:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T19:59:01.495-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter hymns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='because He lives'/><title type='text'>Because He Lives</title><content type='html'>This Easter we'll attend our Southern Baptist Church and celebrate the resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. We'll be in the contemporary service. I prefer that service because of the relaxed atmosphere and the praise music we sing. Most likely we won't be singing any Easter hymns, in fact, we usually don't sing hymns--I sometimes miss this because they're so ingrained in my memory. My Easter favorites include "Christ Arose," "Christ the Lord is Risen Today," and one I really enjoy is "Because He Lives." I hope and pray you'll be worshiping somewhere this Easter Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOZ6dQhGcCw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dOZ6dQhGcCw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6442491813967422895?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6442491813967422895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6442491813967422895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6442491813967422895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6442491813967422895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/because-he-lives.html' title='Because He Lives'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6074832350352038701</id><published>2010-04-01T18:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T18:00:03.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carlos whittaker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Single ladies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Atlanta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ragamuffinsoul'/><title type='text'>I Know This Guy</title><content type='html'>Well, actually, I don't KNOW him. I used to work with the guy who is his best friend. I thought this video, as well as ALOT of other people, was really cool. In fact, it's gone viral--even the CBS Early Show did an interview with the Whitakker family. I wanted to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://cnettv.cnet.com/av/video/cbsnews/atlantis2/player-dest.swf" flashvars="linkUrl=http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=6353511n&amp;amp;releaseURL=http://cnettv.cnet.com/av/video/cbsnews/atlantis2/player-dest.swf&amp;amp;videoId=50085694,50085698,50085697,50085696,50085695&amp;amp;partner=news&amp;amp;vert=News&amp;amp;si=254&amp;amp;autoPlayVid=false&amp;amp;name=cbsPlayer&amp;amp;allowScriptAccess=always&amp;amp;wmode=transparent&amp;amp;embedded=y&amp;amp;scale=noscale&amp;amp;rv=n&amp;amp;salign=tl" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="324" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/"&gt;Watch CBS News Videos Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can follow Carlos on his &lt;a href="http://www.ragamuffinsoul.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. Or, his wife on her &lt;a href="http://whittakerwoman.typepad.com/whittaker_woman/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6074832350352038701?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6074832350352038701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6074832350352038701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6074832350352038701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6074832350352038701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-know-this-guy.html' title='I Know This Guy'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4879834392343695059</id><published>2010-03-30T19:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:50:09.196-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old habits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='storage under desk'/><title type='text'>Old habits</title><content type='html'>This is what you see when you enter my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7JiidhMjTI/AAAAAAAABGE/HeE8pTz0sTw/s1600/IMG00718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7JiidhMjTI/AAAAAAAABGE/HeE8pTz0sTw/s320/IMG00718.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454530442878029106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you see when you look &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;under&lt;/span&gt;  the desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7E8OM_iZMI/AAAAAAAABFk/jdS4McRz55A/s1600/IMG00712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7E8OM_iZMI/AAAAAAAABFk/jdS4McRz55A/s320/IMG00712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454206838425937090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of the same principle as when I was growing up and my mother would tell me to clean my room. I had the answer to the quick clean up ... just stash everything under my bed. She would ask me if I had cleaned up and I'd say yes. She'd give me that look and say, "Well, let's just go take a look." She'd walk in and stand there with her hands on her hips, then go directly to my bed, lift up the bed spread, and say, "I thought so." Then of course, she'd make me take everything out from under and put it away in it's proper place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm all grown up, things haven't really changed much. There's still stuff stored under my bed AND I've got stuff stashed under my desk. The only difference is I don't have my mother checking under either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4879834392343695059?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4879834392343695059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4879834392343695059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4879834392343695059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4879834392343695059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/03/old-habits.html' title='Old habits'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7JiidhMjTI/AAAAAAAABGE/HeE8pTz0sTw/s72-c/IMG00718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3253132002521097927</id><published>2010-03-30T09:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:30:17.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About</title><content type='html'>If it’s digital, Susan Childress has a hand in it at the North American Mission Board. Susan spends her days keeping mission education current through social networking, guiding award-winning video production, producing podcasts and finding new ways to make missions come alive for churches. As an electronic media consultant for NAMB’s mission education team, Susan has a hand in a multitude of communication projects.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; A Cedarville University grad, Susan learned her way around the TV studio set as a producer for the highly-acclaimed PBS staple, MotorWeek. The award-winning producer did a stint in public relations with Porsche Cars North America. Susan has also served as a magazine editor and event coordinator, among other endeavors.   Susan makes her home in Alpharetta, Georgia, where her husband, Glenn, and teen daughter, Rebecca, help keep her balanced, at least on even days. The Childress family is a member of Northside Baptist Church in Roswell, Georgia. Susan would love to chat with you, in person or digitally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3253132002521097927?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3253132002521097927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3253132002521097927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3253132002521097927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3253132002521097927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/03/about.html' title='About'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3498470081263844132</id><published>2010-03-30T09:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:22:46.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Videos</title><content type='html'>Coming soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3498470081263844132?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3498470081263844132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3498470081263844132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3498470081263844132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3498470081263844132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/03/videos.html' title='Videos'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7999839108182033662</id><published>2010-03-29T20:07:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:47:02.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairstyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in style'/><title type='text'>Newest Hairstyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7FGdq6uZSI/AAAAAAAABF8/pxc6-s-Zdyc/s1600/bangs7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7FGdq6uZSI/AAAAAAAABF8/pxc6-s-Zdyc/s320/bangs7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454218099273131298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking News: The newest hairstyle is bangs (Uh, I thought they were always in style). Called fringe around the rest of the world, bangs were once the province of little girls. Now celebrities are embracing them--from blunt cut just above the eyebrows to wispy and side-swept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AOL reports that some are even coloring their bangs a different color than the rest of their hair--and it's not always a natural hair color. Think blue. Or pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I've been out of style all these years since I've always had bangs ... or should I say fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7FFLaInr7I/AAAAAAAABF0/_H2LEZT8RGY/s1600/n802243985_1786036_952-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7FFLaInr7I/AAAAAAAABF0/_H2LEZT8RGY/s320/n802243985_1786036_952-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454216686018736050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7999839108182033662?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7999839108182033662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7999839108182033662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7999839108182033662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7999839108182033662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/03/newest-hairstyle.html' title='Newest Hairstyle'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/S7FGdq6uZSI/AAAAAAAABF8/pxc6-s-Zdyc/s72-c/bangs7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4330506298299812054</id><published>2010-03-28T22:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T22:15:53.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting my blog for months and I've decided to give it a go again. How do you like the new look? I've seen this template design before and found it interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4330506298299812054?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4330506298299812054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4330506298299812054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4330506298299812054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4330506298299812054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6129003479715182</id><published>2010-01-08T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:22:46.879-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet 16'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York City'/><title type='text'>Happy Sweet 16, Rebecca</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tLTYog5aPVA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tLTYog5aPVA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6129003479715182?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6129003479715182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6129003479715182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6129003479715182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6129003479715182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-sweet-16-rebecca_4706.html' title='Happy Sweet 16, Rebecca'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-1766887498796976546</id><published>2009-08-10T20:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:44:58.981-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BMEN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptist men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bigger Breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptist'/><title type='text'>What I've Been Working On</title><content type='html'>I've been rather busy at work. Here's one of the things I've worked on lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lVBllTf_II&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_lVBllTf_II&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you stumbled across this and want to find out more, go &lt;a href="http://www.bmen.net/site/c.bgLMI1OHKtF/b.5063987/k.66EA/The_Bigger_Breakfast.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-1766887498796976546?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/1766887498796976546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=1766887498796976546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1766887498796976546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1766887498796976546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-ive-been-working-on.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Working On'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4829524321446963986</id><published>2009-05-12T20:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:42:44.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Top 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SgoWFjKA4GI/AAAAAAAABFA/G73IM7lEmDs/s1600-h/contestants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SgoWFjKA4GI/AAAAAAAABFA/G73IM7lEmDs/s320/contestants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335100993166172258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the judges were drinking in their Coca-Cola cups, but they were wild tonight. Paula and Simon grabbing each other--and whatever else they were doing, AI cameras didn't show us. Kara putting her hands over Simon's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges Choice Songs:&lt;br /&gt;Danny - "Dance Little Sister," by Terrence Trent Darby chosen by Paula. I've never heard the song. Danny did a good job singing, but to me, it was forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris - Kara and Randy chose "Apologize," by One Republic. Did an OK job. According to Paula he was off on one note. To me, also forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam - "One," by U2 chosen by Simon. There's something about Adam that is engaging. He really feels the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contestant Choices:&lt;br /&gt;Danny - "You Are So Beautiful," by Joe Cocker. Very moving and he really did the Gokey magic to it. Simon called it a "vocal masterclass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris - "Hearless," by Kanye West. He took the song and made it his own. Redeemed himself after his first song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam - "Cryin," by Aerosmith. I like Steven Tyler's version better. He did his usual scream with his tongue out. Of course, the judges loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can say how America will vote. But, I'd love to see Danny and Kris as the final two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4829524321446963986?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4829524321446963986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4829524321446963986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4829524321446963986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4829524321446963986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-top-3.html' title='American Idol Top 3'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SgoWFjKA4GI/AAAAAAAABFA/G73IM7lEmDs/s72-c/contestants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3616039032617067061</id><published>2009-05-10T12:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:16:45.533-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1983'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cedarville University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='practical jokes'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Practical Joke from College</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sgb9R5Gw0lI/AAAAAAAABE4/_PZbTp82VKk/s1600-h/c81d99ac0bb238a683b6ee289fcbe6e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sgb9R5Gw0lI/AAAAAAAABE4/_PZbTp82VKk/s200/c81d99ac0bb238a683b6ee289fcbe6e2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334229292495721042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The alumni magazine from my college, Cedarville University, recently asked for submissions of our favorite practical joke at college. Here's what I submitted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I used to play lots of practical jokes, but my favorite took place in Maddox Hall my junior year. I always took my stereo with me each year to college and this particular year, I took a sound effects record. One of the effects on the album was an emergency with lots of sirens and fire truck sounds. It occurred to me that it might be pretty funny to put my stereo speakers in the room window (the one facing the courtyard) and blast the emergency sound effect as loud as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never dreamed of the response I would get. Almost immediately, girls came running out from their rooms looking for the tragedy. They ran out in their night gowns and robes. A crowd ran down one hall and when they got to the end, someone yelled, "It must coming from the other end!" The mob turned and ran down the hall towards the open end facing Lawlor (the guy's dorm). As more and more girls poured out of their dorm units, it became clear we should silence the sounds and put the stereo speakers back in their place before getting caught. It stirred up quite the commotion. Ma Printy (the resident dorm mom) never made an appearance that night, but she did send out a few student RAs to see if they could find the culprits. A friend of mine was the RA in the unit next to mine. She had a sneaky suspicion it was me, but she never turned me in. We laughed for weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3616039032617067061?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3616039032617067061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3616039032617067061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3616039032617067061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3616039032617067061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favorite-practical-joke-from-college.html' title='My Favorite Practical Joke from College'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sgb9R5Gw0lI/AAAAAAAABE4/_PZbTp82VKk/s72-c/c81d99ac0bb238a683b6ee289fcbe6e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-457354789620214047</id><published>2009-05-05T20:10:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:11:33.896-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol Top 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SgDXj4EI09I/AAAAAAAABEo/b3gnG-8P7lw/s1600-h/Electric_Guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SgDXj4EI09I/AAAAAAAABEo/b3gnG-8P7lw/s320/Electric_Guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332498970151801810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Rock night on Idol. They had an incident on the stage where a set piece collapsed before air time, so the idols didn't get a dress rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam - Rocked the house with a Zeppelin tune. But can America handle this extreme performer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison - Of all the rock songs to pick, she decides to choose something obscure from Janis Joplin. Hmmm, I wonder if she'll be back next week. Way to go giving it back to Simon. You go girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny &amp;amp; Kris Duet - nice harmonies. Danny seemed "different" as in out of it. Judges didn't like Kris, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris - Not too comfortable with singing this Beatles' tune, "Come Together," but he still did good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny - "Dream On" by Aerosmith. It was OK. OMGosh, the scream at the end was, well, it was pitiful. Nice try, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison &amp;amp; Adam Duet -  "Slow Ride" by Foghat. These two were in their element tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who'll go home on Wed., but maybe Kris. Daughtry and Paula take the stage tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-457354789620214047?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/457354789620214047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=457354789620214047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/457354789620214047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/457354789620214047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/05/american-idol-top-4.html' title='American Idol Top 4'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SgDXj4EI09I/AAAAAAAABEo/b3gnG-8P7lw/s72-c/Electric_Guitar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2315299369177756617</id><published>2009-05-05T19:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:24:31.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is a test blog entry from my mobile phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2315299369177756617?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2315299369177756617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2315299369177756617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2315299369177756617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2315299369177756617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-test-blog-entry-from-my-mobile.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7687371880491594658</id><published>2009-05-01T21:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:24:26.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephanie Hensle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unique jewlery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meat jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pork'/><title type='text'>Meat Jewelry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuoaCPfvRI/AAAAAAAABEE/z6IYGh0bm-A/s1600-h/3417889168_10234589f2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuoaCPfvRI/AAAAAAAABEE/z6IYGh0bm-A/s400/3417889168_10234589f2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331039749155044626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this not bizarre? It's meat jewelry. The designer, Stephanie Hensle, creates jewelry by making resin casts of animal and human fat, bone, organs, muscle, and tendon. For fasteners and chains she uses meat hooks and sausage netting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think today I'll wear the bone marrow brooch and sausage necklace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are more photos of her fascinating collection. Available soon, I'm sure, at Macy's and Dillard's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfuk6EkUFuI/AAAAAAAABD8/2BzUdUMGLZw/s1600-h/3417889446_151ef31cde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfuk6EkUFuI/AAAAAAAABD8/2BzUdUMGLZw/s320/3417889446_151ef31cde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035901488535266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfuk50U4KmI/AAAAAAAABD0/khaLfK0N23o/s1600-h/3417889316_ff1d3110dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfuk50U4KmI/AAAAAAAABD0/khaLfK0N23o/s320/3417889316_ff1d3110dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035897128823394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfuk5pVOAVI/AAAAAAAABDk/eHV00mN0X1U/s1600-h/3417080603_4f6b78086e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfuk5pVOAVI/AAAAAAAABDk/eHV00mN0X1U/s320/3417080603_4f6b78086e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035894177464658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfukt924TcI/AAAAAAAABDc/GebqvduSkVk/s1600-h/Stephanie-Hensle-Meat-Objects2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sfukt924TcI/AAAAAAAABDc/GebqvduSkVk/s320/Stephanie-Hensle-Meat-Objects2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035693528927682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(notice the meat trays that she displays her brooches on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuktupoKpI/AAAAAAAABDU/B3nT0q5pYW0/s1600-h/Stephanie-Hansle-Meat-Brooch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuktupoKpI/AAAAAAAABDU/B3nT0q5pYW0/s320/Stephanie-Hansle-Meat-Brooch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035689446812306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuktoAMByI/AAAAAAAABDM/4XutDuj0qvQ/s1600-h/Stephanie-Hensle-Meat-Brooch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuktoAMByI/AAAAAAAABDM/4XutDuj0qvQ/s320/Stephanie-Hensle-Meat-Brooch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035687662389026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuktfXfaEI/AAAAAAAABDE/_hu6mGnAXvk/s1600-h/Stephanie-Hensle-Meat-Brooch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuktfXfaEI/AAAAAAAABDE/_hu6mGnAXvk/s320/Stephanie-Hensle-Meat-Brooch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331035685344208962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.dwell.com/articles/Meat-Stephanie-Hensle.html"&gt;Dwell&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/blog/cliff-kuang/design-innovation/todays-bizarre-eye-candy-meat-jewelry"&gt;Fast Company&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Photos by Petra Jaschke.&lt;div class="body"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7687371880491594658?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7687371880491594658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7687371880491594658' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7687371880491594658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7687371880491594658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/05/meat-jewelry.html' title='Meat Jewelry'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfuoaCPfvRI/AAAAAAAABEE/z6IYGh0bm-A/s72-c/3417889168_10234589f2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8911493081440486876</id><published>2009-04-29T19:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:24:38.538-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bumblebees'/><title type='text'>Flight of the Bumblebee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfEbrJAFaxI/AAAAAAAABBc/y9lbGT2gqCw/s1600-h/Buumblebee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfEbrJAFaxI/AAAAAAAABBc/y9lbGT2gqCw/s320/Buumblebee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328070262120606482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; According to the laws of physics and aerodynamics, there is absolutely no reason or possibility for a bumblebee to be able to fly.  Their bodily structure should make it impossible.  Yet, they do fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you care to read in detail about Bumblebees check this out from Wikipedia. If not, skip down the bottom.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;According to 20th century &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Folklore" title="Folklore"&gt;folklore&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, the laws of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aerodynamics" title="Aerodynamics"&gt;aerodynamics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; prove that the bumblebee should be incapable of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flight" title="Flight"&gt;flight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, as it does not have the capacity (in terms of wing size or beats per second) to achieve flight with the degree of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wing_loading" title="Wing loading"&gt;wing loading&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; necessary. Not being aware of scientists 'proving' it cannot fly, the bumblebee succeeds under "the power of its own ignorance".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The origin of this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myth" title="Myth" class="mw-redirect"&gt;myth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; has been difficult to pin down with any certainty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=John_McMasters&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="John McMasters (page does not exist)"&gt;John McMasters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; recounted an anecdote about an unnamed Swiss aerodynamicist at a dinner party who performed some rough calculations and concluded, presumably in jest, that according to the equations, bumblebees cannot fly. In later years McMasters has backed away from this origin, suggesting that there could be multiple sources, and that the earliest he has found was a reference in the 1934 French book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Le vol des insectes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;, they had applied the equations of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_resistance" title="Air resistance" class="mw-redirect"&gt;air resistance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; to insects and found that their flight was impossible, but that "One shouldn't be surprised that the results of the calculations don't square with reality".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Some credit physicist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ludwig_Prandtl" title="Ludwig Prandtl"&gt;Ludwig Prandtl&lt;/a&gt; (1875–1953) of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_G%C3%B6ttingen" title="University of Göttingen"&gt;University of Göttingen&lt;/a&gt; in Germany with popularizing the myth. Others say it was Swiss gas dynamicist Jacob Ackeret (1898–1981) who did the calculations.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;In 1934, French entomologist &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Antoine_Magnan&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="Antoine Magnan (page does not exist)"&gt;Antoine Magnan&lt;/a&gt; included the following passage in the introduction to his book Le Vol des Insectes:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tout d'abord poussé par ce qui fait en aviation, j'ai appliqué aux insectes les lois de la résistance de l'air, et je suis arrivé avec M. SAINTE-LAGUE a cette conclusion que leur vol est impossible.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;This means:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;p&gt;First prompted by the fact of aviation, I have applied the laws of the resistance of air to insects, and I arrived, with Mister Sainte-Lague, at the conclusion that their flight is impossible.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Magnan refers to his assistant &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Andr%C3%A9_Saint-Lagu%C3%A9&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" class="new" title="André Saint-Lagué (page does not exist)"&gt;André Saint-Lagué&lt;/a&gt;, who was apparently an engineer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It is believed that the calculations which purported to show that bumblebees cannot fly are based upon a simplified linear treatment of oscillating &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aerofoil" title="Aerofoil" class="mw-redirect"&gt;aerofoils&lt;/a&gt;. The method assumes small amplitude oscillations without flow separation. This ignores the effect of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dynamic_stall" title="Dynamic stall"&gt;dynamic stall&lt;/a&gt;, an airflow separation inducing a large &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vortex" title="Vortex"&gt;vortex&lt;/a&gt; above the wing, which briefly produces several times the lift of the aerofoil in regular flight. More sophisticated aerodynamic analysis shows that the bumblebee can fly because its wings encounter dynamic stall in every &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscillation" title="Oscillation"&gt;oscillation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cycle" title="Cycle"&gt;cycle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Another description of a bee's wing function is that the wings work similarly to helicopter blades, "reverse-pitch semirotary helicopter blades".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why is it possible for bumblebees to fly?  The answer is simple.  That’s what God created them to do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8911493081440486876?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8911493081440486876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8911493081440486876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8911493081440486876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8911493081440486876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/flight-of-bumblebee.html' title='Flight of the Bumblebee'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfEbrJAFaxI/AAAAAAAABBc/y9lbGT2gqCw/s72-c/Buumblebee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5448681149297633188</id><published>2009-04-28T21:20:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:46:27.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>Idol Rat Pack Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfewxlTsaLI/AAAAAAAABC8/_pJ4TCwlDCU/s1600-h/c12_0603_03z%2Bthe_rat_pack%2Bthe_rat_pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfewxlTsaLI/AAAAAAAABC8/_pJ4TCwlDCU/s320/c12_0603_03z%2Bthe_rat_pack%2Bthe_rat_pack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329923049891063986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The original Rat Pack: Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr.,&lt;br /&gt;Peter Lawford, &amp;amp; Joey Bishop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remaining five didn't sing anything obvious from the Rat Pack. No, "I Did It My Way," "New York, New York," or "That's Amore." I thought they all had nice song choices tonight. At this point, I'd be happy if Kris, Adam, or Danny won Idol this year. I'd say, Matt G. and Allison will be the bottom two tomorrow with Matt going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song Card:&lt;br /&gt;Kris: "Some Day"&lt;br /&gt;Allison: "Someone to Watch Over Me"&lt;br /&gt;Danny: "Come Rain, Come Shine"&lt;br /&gt;Matt G: "My Funny Valentine"&lt;br /&gt;Adam: "Feeling Good"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5448681149297633188?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5448681149297633188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5448681149297633188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5448681149297633188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5448681149297633188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/idol-rat-pack-night.html' title='Idol Rat Pack Night'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfewxlTsaLI/AAAAAAAABC8/_pJ4TCwlDCU/s72-c/c12_0603_03z%2Bthe_rat_pack%2Bthe_rat_pack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-949174084711980759</id><published>2009-04-27T18:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:36:54.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook News Feeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to filter news feed on Facebook'/><title type='text'>Tips for Sorting Facebook News Feed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfYzKjaGzQI/AAAAAAAABCs/jwwW9uVFkoY/s1600-h/FB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfYzKjaGzQI/AAAAAAAABCs/jwwW9uVFkoY/s320/FB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329503465436007682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but I have friends on Facebook that I know better than others. Many times, I miss updates from the people I really know because the News Feed is cluttered with a lot of traffic--especially from overly active Tweeters. I was about ready to delete some people or start a new Facebook account when I came across this information from CIO.com. With the new Facebook, you can filter your News Feed! I have it set up now to filter family and close friends so I don't miss their important updates. Click &lt;a href="http://www.cio.com/article/488579/The_New_Facebook_Three_Easy_Tips_for_Sorting_Through_the_Noise_"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read more and learn how to create custom friend lists. The article also includes a tip for how to deal with annoyingly frequent posters. Yeah, now we're talking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-949174084711980759?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/949174084711980759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=949174084711980759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/949174084711980759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/949174084711980759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/tips-for-sorting-facebook-news-feed.html' title='Tips for Sorting Facebook News Feed'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfYzKjaGzQI/AAAAAAAABCs/jwwW9uVFkoY/s72-c/FB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8322957829754394357</id><published>2009-04-26T20:37:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:16:11.871-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lamborghini art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharpie art'/><title type='text'>Sharpie Art</title><content type='html'>Check out this really cool artwork that people are creating using Sharpies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist &lt;a href="http://www.justineashbee.com/"&gt;Justine Ashbee&lt;/a&gt;, with just a Sharpie and paper, is able to create the illusion of movement and depth. She says, "I begin with a curve, from which lines and forms begin to emerge, evolve, morph, and grow organically, in an intuitive flow, while maintaining delicate, elegant precision." In other words, she starts drawing and whatever mood she's in, she creates her art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUOeumyrKI/AAAAAAAABCk/8RbGSZ-yWKU/s1600-h/10_force.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUOeumyrKI/AAAAAAAABCk/8RbGSZ-yWKU/s400/10_force.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329181655132449954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUKOEpqmwI/AAAAAAAABBk/ox_ahKEOuCw/s1600-h/01_unfurl_unfolds_untold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUKOEpqmwI/AAAAAAAABBk/ox_ahKEOuCw/s400/01_unfurl_unfolds_untold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329176970945796866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUKONtL3jI/AAAAAAAABBs/AKYFeCKfciw/s1600-h/i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUKONtL3jI/AAAAAAAABBs/AKYFeCKfciw/s400/i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329176973376478770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This surrealist artwork done by "Sharpie King" Immy Mellin, who works exclusively with Sharpie markers, goes for $150 to $20,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUMaRXyucI/AAAAAAAABCM/6XRY1xNRpEs/s1600-h/immy-cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUMaRXyucI/AAAAAAAABCM/6XRY1xNRpEs/s400/immy-cropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179379542178242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUMa5Ru44I/AAAAAAAABCU/ckAIc7sU1Jw/s1600-h/img_45642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUMa5Ru44I/AAAAAAAABCU/ckAIc7sU1Jw/s400/img_45642.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179390254179202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took Prestige Imports in Miami more than a 1,000 hours to cover this $200,000 Lamborghini with hand-drawn Sharpie designs and a clear coating. Click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/vodcars/sets/72157603104900070/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see more photos. The Lambo was eventually sold on eBay for $289,950.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfULlegnq7I/AAAAAAAABCE/KZ53i4a32Qc/s1600-h/Lambo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfULlegnq7I/AAAAAAAABCE/KZ53i4a32Qc/s400/Lambo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178472535796658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfULlFBdHOI/AAAAAAAABB8/cSJxvK-Kd9I/s1600-h/Lambo+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfULlFBdHOI/AAAAAAAABB8/cSJxvK-Kd9I/s400/Lambo+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178465694194914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfULlAXynpI/AAAAAAAABB0/tEtcWsI17RU/s1600-h/1980443109_3e12858ca3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfULlAXynpI/AAAAAAAABB0/tEtcWsI17RU/s400/1980443109_3e12858ca3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329178464445701778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charles Kratzer wanted to spruce up his cream-colored basement walls. So instead of spending big bucks on artwork, he drew his own masterpieces with $10 worth of Sharpie markers. Click &lt;a href="http://www.kentucky.com/181/story/532854.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;to see a 360 degree view of his basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUNPmNotsI/AAAAAAAABCc/gCkbTACSMls/s1600-h/2929169107_f031688905_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUNPmNotsI/AAAAAAAABCc/gCkbTACSMls/s400/2929169107_f031688905_o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329180295669790402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8322957829754394357?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8322957829754394357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8322957829754394357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8322957829754394357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8322957829754394357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/sharpie-art.html' title='Sharpie Art'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SfUOeumyrKI/AAAAAAAABCk/8RbGSZ-yWKU/s72-c/10_force.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-1732993201919124154</id><published>2009-04-22T19:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:00:32.760-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol - Two Go Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Se-vVhhegjI/AAAAAAAABBU/n3KNc-Lqzmo/s1600-h/american-idol-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Se-vVhhegjI/AAAAAAAABBU/n3KNc-Lqzmo/s320/american-idol-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327669668513481266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my take from last night's Idol:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil - poor Lil. She can't seem to find her way, but no wonder with the confusing signals the judges give her--she never seems to pick the right song according to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris - We could actually hear his guitar playing. I was beginning to think that he was like Elvis--hold the guitar, but never really play it. Surprising spin on a Donna Summer hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny - I love this guy. He's my fav. Not his best performance last night, but still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison - you go girl. Good job! How does she stand up in those shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam - This guy can sing. To me he seems like he's been doing this professionally for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt - personally, not one of my favorites. I think he might stay one more week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop - with his beautiful teeth and pink vest looked good, but didn't sound so hot. Who were the judges listening to last night 'cuz he was not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Anoop fans, but I think he along with Lil will be packing their bags tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-1732993201919124154?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/1732993201919124154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=1732993201919124154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1732993201919124154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1732993201919124154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/american-idol-two-go-down.html' title='American Idol - Two Go Down'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Se-vVhhegjI/AAAAAAAABBU/n3KNc-Lqzmo/s72-c/american-idol-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2319597125174282504</id><published>2009-04-20T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:38:29.933-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligent pill technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philips&apos;s ipill'/><title type='text'>iPill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Se0huqo0a-I/AAAAAAAABBM/7CTviWyWpIM/s1600-h/next-42-philips-ipill2LG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Se0huqo0a-I/AAAAAAAABBM/7CTviWyWpIM/s320/next-42-philips-ipill2LG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326951019852360674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Imagine this: a pill&lt;/span&gt; with tiny sensors, a microprocessor, a fluid pump, a wireless transmitter, and medication. It can be swallowed like any other pill, but will allow doctors to deliver drugs directly to a specific area of the gastrointestinal tract, which could help treat illnesses like Crohn's disease or colitis.    &lt;p&gt;The R&amp;amp;D group at Philip's is working on what they call the "&lt;a href="http://www.research.philips.com/newscenter/backgrounders/081111-ipill.html"&gt;iPill&lt;/a&gt;." As the iPill moves through the body, its wireless transmitter sends information to doctors with internal information about the patient.  It's still a prototype but Philips hopes to move to clinical trials soon. Very cool! I wonder if insurance will cover the prescription?&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/6802911454509664592-2319597125174282504?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2319597125174282504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2319597125174282504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2319597125174282504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2319597125174282504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/ipill.html' title='iPill'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Se0huqo0a-I/AAAAAAAABBM/7CTviWyWpIM/s72-c/next-42-philips-ipill2LG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4348346945175607990</id><published>2009-04-17T12:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:14:16.814-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil look baby'/><title type='text'>Funny Video</title><content type='html'>Here's another great video that was shown today at the conference. This is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQOds0kCgOk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BQOds0kCgOk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4348346945175607990?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4348346945175607990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4348346945175607990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4348346945175607990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4348346945175607990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-video.html' title='Funny Video'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8855729969169236571</id><published>2009-04-17T10:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:07:03.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlitz German commercial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinking ship'/><title type='text'>The Purple Cow</title><content type='html'>I'm at a conference this week for Baptist Communicators Association. In this morning's workshop by David LaMar from West End Studios he talked about making your stuff stand out. In a book by &lt;a href="http://sethgodin.typepad.com/"&gt;Seth Godin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Purple Cow&lt;/span&gt;, Godin talks about having your product stand out--don't be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm into video, here's a funny video example he showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSdxqIBfEAw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VSdxqIBfEAw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8855729969169236571?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8855729969169236571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8855729969169236571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8855729969169236571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8855729969169236571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/purple-cow.html' title='The Purple Cow'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2071784285181560049</id><published>2009-04-16T22:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T22:47:16.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UNFry Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SefqgfY7s1I/AAAAAAAABAc/3LlVBmsP2_Q/s1600-h/46294375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SefqgfY7s1I/AAAAAAAABAc/3LlVBmsP2_Q/s320/46294375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325482928291689298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, have you heard the news? KFC is grilling up chicken. The national rollout happens on April 27 when KFC will offer a free taste of grilled chicken--they've declared the day, &lt;a href="http://www.kfc.com/about/newsroom/041409.asp"&gt;"National UNFry Day"&lt;/a&gt;. I have to admit, I enjoy  some good ol' KFC every now and then. Remember a few years ago when they tried rotisserie-style chicken and tender roast? They didn't do well, but I'd be willing to give the new grilled chicken a try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2071784285181560049?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2071784285181560049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2071784285181560049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2071784285181560049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2071784285181560049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/unfry-day.html' title='UNFry Day'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SefqgfY7s1I/AAAAAAAABAc/3LlVBmsP2_Q/s72-c/46294375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-1462856001130419955</id><published>2009-04-14T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T07:00:01.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5-second rule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='germs'/><title type='text'>5-Second Rule</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Atitleb"&gt;The 5-Second Rule: Does It Work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  You know the rule: If food falls on the floor, pick it up within five seconds and you can eat it. Whatever germs are on the floor don't have time to adhere to the food that quickly. Or do they? A recent national survey of 1,000 U.S. adults conducted by Kelton Research found that nearly 60 percent of Americans admit to eating food that has fallen on the floor. Would they continue doing that if they knew a typical home carpet has up to 4,000 times more bacteria particles--even after vacuuming--than toilet seats? &lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://webcenters.netscape.compuserve.com/whatsnew/package.jsp?name=fte/homegerms/homegerms&amp;amp;floc=wn-dx" target="MAIN"&gt;This is disgusting--and scary. Find out the top three hotbeds for germs in your home.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the total number of bacteria particles found on one-inch square samples of different household surfaces. The independent tests were conducted by Dr. Charles Gerba, a microbiologist at the University of Arizona:&lt;br /&gt;-- Toilet seat: 49&lt;br /&gt;-- Kitchen counter: 1,686&lt;br /&gt;-- Kitchen tile: 2,546&lt;br /&gt;-- Bathroom floor: 18,025&lt;br /&gt;-- Carpet: more than 200,000 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://webcenters.netscape.compuserve.com/whatsnew/package.jsp?name=fte/grocerycarts/grocerycarts&amp;amp;floc=wn-dx" target="MAIN"&gt;Ew! Look what is on grocery carts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;Why is the floor--the kitchen tile, the living room hardwood and the family room carpet--so dirty? &lt;/b&gt;Blame your shoes. Gerba found more than 400,000 units of bacteria inside and outside shoes, including the worst kind of all: E. coli. "If you think about the places you walk, this makes sense," Gerba told Babies Today. "Public restrooms, for example, are a prime source for fecal matter. You also pick up viruses on your shoes, and so when you walk around you leave a trail of virus and bacteria. You're also probably picking up food as well, making your shoe a Happy Meal for germs." He warns that kids can definitely get sick from the germs tracked into the house, although being exposed to germs is a natural part of living. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://webcenters.netscape.compuserve.com/whatsnew/package.jsp?name=fte/dirtiestcar/dirtiestcar&amp;amp;floc=wn-dx" target="MAIN"&gt;Gross! Find out the dirtiest part of your car. This is so disgusting you might want to wipe it down before you drive it again.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt;Does the 5-second rule work? &lt;/b&gt;No. Eat that cookie that falls on the floor, and you could also be ingesting a frosting of E. coli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Reprinted from AOL News)&lt;/span&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/6802911454509664592-1462856001130419955?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/1462856001130419955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=1462856001130419955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1462856001130419955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1462856001130419955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-second-rule.html' title='5-Second Rule'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8842007829906726141</id><published>2009-04-11T21:46:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:46:17.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3LEWR7I/AAAAAAAAA-k/IQU3rNmFZKk/s1600-h/100_2181+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3LEWR7I/AAAAAAAAA-k/IQU3rNmFZKk/s400/100_2181+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323621844787808178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panama City Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We hadn't been to the beach in a few years and I had promised my daughter that we would go this year to Florida for Spring Break. Despite the poor economy, we went anyway. We took a few days and headed to Panama City Beach. The prices were better there. Now I know why, it's PARTY CITY for spring breakers. Despite the noise and commotion, we had a terrific vacation. My brother went with us and it was great to be able to spend time with him. He also drove and did all the heavy lifting. We spent a couple of days on the beach, went shopping at the outlets, and toured Seaside, Watercolor, and discovered this neat place called, Rosemary Beach. We laughed--ALOT, got aggravated with each other, shared suntan lotion, and lived by no schedule. The memories we made are priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3TFdphI/AAAAAAAAA-s/JxW4zWFSpmc/s1600-h/100_2180+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3TFdphI/AAAAAAAAA-s/JxW4zWFSpmc/s400/100_2180+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323621846939969042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3rV3SHI/AAAAAAAAA-0/rrfOIIE-YXM/s1600-h/100_2179+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3rV3SHI/AAAAAAAAA-0/rrfOIIE-YXM/s400/100_2179+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323621853451208818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My brother, Keith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN387C4II/AAAAAAAAA-8/y9KpmttcJLQ/s1600-h/DSCN0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN387C4II/AAAAAAAAA-8/y9KpmttcJLQ/s400/DSCN0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323621858170560642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;view from our condo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQM5MlfTI/AAAAAAAABAU/IQmROCoq2Gc/s1600-h/100_2190+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQM5MlfTI/AAAAAAAABAU/IQmROCoq2Gc/s400/100_2190+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624416970898738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seaside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQMksTX8I/AAAAAAAABAM/NiSaf8l3RDU/s1600-h/100_2186+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQMksTX8I/AAAAAAAABAM/NiSaf8l3RDU/s400/100_2186+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624411466784706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;@ a cafe in Seaside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQMVlkmgI/AAAAAAAABAE/06QmKHTZrQk/s1600-h/DSCN0256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQMVlkmgI/AAAAAAAABAE/06QmKHTZrQk/s400/DSCN0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624407412021762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrMSE5KI/AAAAAAAAA_c/hUO3d5yeqnw/s1600-h/KCS_soft%26faded_cropped.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrMSE5KI/AAAAAAAAA_c/hUO3d5yeqnw/s400/KCS_soft%26faded_cropped.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623837978649762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQMDZeVqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ugBpQBg0eY8/s1600-h/100_2232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFQMDZeVqI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ugBpQBg0eY8/s400/100_2232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323624402529441442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrydCKxI/AAAAAAAAA_0/g4Axfou76_Q/s1600-h/DSCN0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrydCKxI/AAAAAAAAA_0/g4Axfou76_Q/s400/DSCN0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623848225155858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosemary Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrmwvr1I/AAAAAAAAA_s/eXDDjGbs1gU/s1600-h/DSCN0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrmwvr1I/AAAAAAAAA_s/eXDDjGbs1gU/s400/DSCN0265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623845086605138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosemary Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrnsM8rI/AAAAAAAAA_k/O6uG1064R7E/s1600-h/DSCN0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPrnsM8rI/AAAAAAAAA_k/O6uG1064R7E/s400/DSCN0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623845335986866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosemary Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPpIyUkrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/vlCloPI_Ckk/s1600-h/RosemaryBeach_colorized.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFPpIyUkrI/AAAAAAAAA_U/vlCloPI_Ckk/s400/RosemaryBeach_colorized.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323623802680414898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rosemary Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFO1ieJJUI/AAAAAAAAA_M/n3Unthsir00/s1600-h/Townhall_quickedgeburn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFO1ieJJUI/AAAAAAAAA_M/n3Unthsir00/s400/Townhall_quickedgeburn.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323622916221904194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Town Hall @ Rosemary Beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN38JsdDI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cBOAf93PtCU/s1600-h/DSCN0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN38JsdDI/AAAAAAAAA_E/cBOAf93PtCU/s400/DSCN0244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323621857963570226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8842007829906726141?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8842007829906726141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8842007829906726141' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8842007829906726141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8842007829906726141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-2009.html' title='Spring Break 2009'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SeFN3LEWR7I/AAAAAAAAA-k/IQU3rNmFZKk/s72-c/100_2181+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2845074670036525255</id><published>2009-04-10T23:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:02:58.700-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Panama City Beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Florida'/><title type='text'>Wild Times in Panama City</title><content type='html'>We weren't having the wild time--every teen from Ohio, Tennessee, Kentucky, and Georgia were! I've never seen (or heard) anything quite like it. This is a video we took one night. And you know, those kids were back out on the beach the next day and still screaming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IanfUdQVCA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7IanfUdQVCA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2845074670036525255?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7dcf21e20969b048&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2845074670036525255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2845074670036525255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2845074670036525255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2845074670036525255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/wild-times-in-panama-city.html' title='Wild Times in Panama City'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7069131440367223730</id><published>2009-04-04T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T07:00:00.629-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdZ6GIaNhhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/98MD9_XZrIE/s1600-h/gone_to_beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdZ6GIaNhhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/98MD9_XZrIE/s320/gone_to_beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320574255540045330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You won't be hearing from me for a few days--headed to the beach. It's Spring Break and looking forward to a little R&amp;amp;R.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7069131440367223730?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7069131440367223730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7069131440367223730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7069131440367223730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7069131440367223730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/vacation-bound.html' title='Vacation Bound'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdZ6GIaNhhI/AAAAAAAAA8s/98MD9_XZrIE/s72-c/gone_to_beach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4456173161332025398</id><published>2009-04-03T20:05:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:56:45.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mistaken Identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdawOPyvhcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/o69XQ9SV8oU/s1600-h/eyebrow-main_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdawOPyvhcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/o69XQ9SV8oU/s200/eyebrow-main_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320633768588838338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had just arrived home tonight after doing a little shopping at Barnes and Noble (love that place). If you must know, Glenn got some paperbacks, I got a magazine and Stephanie Plum book by Janet Evanovich, and Rebecca got a teen paperback. We also picked up burgers at Five Guys Burgers and Fries (love that place, too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk in the door, I see Rebecca looking at a piece of paper on the kitchen table. It's a printout of the Web site that has the crest pads for $5. If you remember, crest pads are small pads that go under your toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdatZfejS4I/AAAAAAAAA88/TbVbZdXSR_4/s1600-h/hammer_toe_crest_pad_toe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdatZfejS4I/AAAAAAAAA88/TbVbZdXSR_4/s320/hammer_toe_crest_pad_toe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320630663242795906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's laughing. I don't see what could be so funny about toe pads--until she tells me why she's laughing. It seems she mistook the toe pads for cosmetic pads and has been using them to comb her eyebrows! Now we're ALL laughing!  I had wondered why there was makeup on them. Now it all makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4456173161332025398?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4456173161332025398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4456173161332025398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4456173161332025398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4456173161332025398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/mistaken-identity.html' title='Mistaken Identity'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdawOPyvhcI/AAAAAAAAA9M/o69XQ9SV8oU/s72-c/eyebrow-main_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6841378571909301874</id><published>2009-04-03T16:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:45:00.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Shades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdZ0qz11jFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/SmmaO-VE7mk/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdZ0qz11jFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/SmmaO-VE7mk/s320/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320568288604163154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picked up my new prescription sunglasses and am ready for the beach. It's my first pair of prescription shades--guess that's bound to happen when approaching 50. Unveiling of the new glasses will be in a week. I know you can hardly wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6841378571909301874?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6841378571909301874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6841378571909301874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6841378571909301874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6841378571909301874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-shades.html' title='My New Shades'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdZ0qz11jFI/AAAAAAAAA8k/SmmaO-VE7mk/s72-c/Photo+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2676330118751037603</id><published>2009-04-02T19:52:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T14:47:25.986-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crest pad'/><title type='text'>The Case of the Crest Pad Rip Off! Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdVSuTaIbzI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_zvhlO6obBk/s1600-h/LadyMailingLetter.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdVSuTaIbzI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_zvhlO6obBk/s200/LadyMailingLetter.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320249490245447474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the text of the letter that's going in the mail tomorrow to the company that's overcharging for medical equipment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DJO, LLC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Privacy Office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1430 Decision St.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vista, California 92081&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Privacy Office:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am writing to dispute the charges on a recent bill that I received from your company. My account # is XXXXXXX. The charges are for two metatarsal pads at a cost of $40 per pad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The pads that I received from my doctor are crest pads—not metatarsal pads. I feel that charging $40 per pad is unreasonable. When searching for these same pads on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.feetrelief.com/feetrelief/hammer_toe_crest_pad.htm"&gt;Internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, I found them for approximately $5 each and they appear to be the same pad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not refusing to pay for the items I received. However, I feel that $80 for two small 2-inch pads is exorbitant and unreasonable; therefore, I am requesting a reduction in the charges. If I need to purse this further, I will contact the Better Business Bureau and file a report on your company. I have also posted on my blog, www.susanchildre.blogspot.com regarding this dispute. I’m sure other unsuspecting consumers and medical practitioners would like to be warned about the practices of your company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for your consideration and I hope we can reach a reasonable agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Susan E. Childress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2676330118751037603?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2676330118751037603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2676330118751037603' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2676330118751037603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2676330118751037603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/case-of-crest-pad-rip-off-part-2.html' title='The Case of the Crest Pad Rip Off! Part 2'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdVSuTaIbzI/AAAAAAAAA8E/_zvhlO6obBk/s72-c/LadyMailingLetter.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3373266850396544954</id><published>2009-04-02T16:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T16:00:00.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter on Steriods</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-14209367bf097ef9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14209367bf097ef9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7ABAFCABE5C3A486EBDC6572265275C180029203.57D9D5F3C3B59A4CD096C10040F648C5B8A0003E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14209367bf097ef9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db3ORo_0Hp_kdL_ZyM-ZeivRRT7s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D14209367bf097ef9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7ABAFCABE5C3A486EBDC6572265275C180029203.57D9D5F3C3B59A4CD096C10040F648C5B8A0003E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D14209367bf097ef9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Db3ORo_0Hp_kdL_ZyM-ZeivRRT7s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a house not far from where I work. Every year they go all out with decorating their yard for Easter. There are things hanging in trees, blowing machines, bunnies everywhere, Winnie the Pooh,  a rabbit riding a motorcycle, and decorations in the windows. It's very colorful and this video doesn't do it justice. I used my Flip Video camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3373266850396544954?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=14209367bf097ef9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3373266850396544954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3373266850396544954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3373266850396544954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3373266850396544954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-on-steriods.html' title='Easter on Steriods'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3688388990198556332</id><published>2009-04-01T20:56:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:59:44.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DJ Orthopedics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crest pad'/><title type='text'>The Case of the Crest Pad Rip Off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdQOL9Vd-EI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ACEmh89beO4/s1600-h/crestpad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdQOL9Vd-EI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ACEmh89beO4/s320/crestpad2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319892658437355586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;$40 Crest Pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdQOL6fVwsI/AAAAAAAAA7U/MdoUh3Rax0c/s1600-h/701_crest_pad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdQOL6fVwsI/AAAAAAAAA7U/MdoUh3Rax0c/s320/701_crest_pad2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319892657673454274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;$5 Crest Pad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What you see pictured above is called a crest pad. It gives relief for hammer toes. I recently saw my foot doctor and he "gave" me two of them. The pad is very comfortable and is giving me relief so that I don't need surgery just yet to correct the problem. When the doc gave me the pads, he said that I would be billed directly from the medical company that supplies the pads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the bill about a month later--a bill for $80! That's right, 80 bucks! My husband freaked out. Well, maybe not freaked out, but was really peeved. I did a search on the Internet and found the same pad for $5.  Yep, five bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the doc's office and complained about the price. They were understanding and said they had just received another complaint that same week. I was told that DJ Orthopedics (DJO) sends the medical supplies to them, but bills the patient directly. The doctor receives no money for the pads. They called to complain to DJO. DJO told them that Medicare allows them to charge $40 for each pad. That's our government at work! Somebody better wake up! Rip off alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called DJO and had to speak with a supervisor. She offered a 10 percent discount. I declined in favor of sending a letter of dispute. That's where things stand now. I'll let you know how things turn out. Look out DJO, a hot letter is coming your way--momma's not happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3688388990198556332?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3688388990198556332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3688388990198556332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3688388990198556332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3688388990198556332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/04/crest-pad-rip-off.html' title='The Case of the Crest Pad Rip Off!'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdQOL9Vd-EI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ACEmh89beO4/s72-c/crestpad2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2028840145365582101</id><published>2009-03-31T19:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:26:43.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iTunes Theme Night on Idol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdKqK1_YqYI/AAAAAAAAA68/i4LU-b3tGXc/s1600-h/contestants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdKqK1_YqYI/AAAAAAAAA68/i4LU-b3tGXc/s320/contestants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319501213146327426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, top nine and here's my rundown of the night. My thoughts are live as I'm watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop - Sang an Usher song. Seemed a little off pitch in places to me. It was OK, didn't blow me away tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan - Whew, started off rocky singing a Bob Marley tune. I think I just don't care for her style. Not liking it. Yuk. She needs to go home, soon--very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny - Doing Rascal Flatts. Whoa. Simon thinks it's his best performance, yet. The judges were all blown away, but I wasn't. He'll be back next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison - Lovin her on the guitar. What a voice for a kid. She does need wardrobe help. Should be back next week. Maybe the guitar was a bit of a distraction for her this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott - new "do" tonight--not sure if I like it--kind of a Sheena Easton look from the 80's. Billy Joel, eh? Expecting the same ol' Scott. Yep, he'd do well at a Holiday Inn lounge. Paula is the most proud of him--interesting. What are the judges hearing? Randy thinks he's one of the best of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt - I'm not feelin' it this week. Because he was in the bottom three last week and undeserving of being there, I think he'll be safe this week--maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil - OK, here we go--Celine Dion. Whoa, watch that shot from the rear. I see David Spade in the audience. Sounded heavy. It was OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam - Singing Wild Cherry. I'm expecting great things. Wasn't expecting the combed back hair. You've got to admit the guy can entertain. Lots of energy. Hot ending. Yeah, Play that Funky Music White Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris - Ain't No Sunshine, but you were shining tonight. Played the keyboard and we could hear it. Liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well. Bottom three. Tough choice. I'm just going to guess. Megan, Lil, Allison. Megan should go home tomorrow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2028840145365582101?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2028840145365582101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2028840145365582101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2028840145365582101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2028840145365582101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/itunes-theme-night-on-idol.html' title='iTunes Theme Night on Idol'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdKqK1_YqYI/AAAAAAAAA68/i4LU-b3tGXc/s72-c/contestants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2440667802634479414</id><published>2009-03-31T06:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T10:36:05.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danny Gokey&apos;s glasses'/><title type='text'>Gokey's Glasses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdFvjkZUCMI/AAAAAAAAA60/HMMSqDVjTTA/s1600-h/danny-gokey-american-idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdFvjkZUCMI/AAAAAAAAA60/HMMSqDVjTTA/s200/danny-gokey-american-idol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319155291757217986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that on Idol, Danny Gokey dons a different pair of glasses every week. I've just been to the optical shop and let me tell you--they ain't cheap! My husband has a coronary every two years when I get new glasses. Then I saw this article in &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/lifestyle/fashion/2009-03-30-gokey-glasses_N.htm"&gt;USA Today&lt;/a&gt; about Danny's specs. He has 18 pairs! Each pair of frames costs at least $230. How does a worship leader at church afford to own 18 pairs of glasses? Maybe I should &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look&lt;/span&gt; into the music business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2440667802634479414?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2440667802634479414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2440667802634479414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2440667802634479414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2440667802634479414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/gokeys-glasses.html' title='Gokey&apos;s Glasses'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdFvjkZUCMI/AAAAAAAAA60/HMMSqDVjTTA/s72-c/danny-gokey-american-idol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7000704144020953873</id><published>2009-03-30T17:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T17:23:38.299-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>MSNBC Tells Idol Like It Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdE4RENfr1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/irWskBK-MIg/s1600-h/american-idol-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdE4RENfr1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/irWskBK-MIg/s200/american-idol-logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319094500740542290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fan of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;. I'm hooked on watching the shows every week. But what about those nasty rumors we hear about? &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29920601/"&gt;Marc Hirsh&lt;/a&gt;, an MSNBC contributor, writes about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt; lies and other quotes we've heard uttered from the judges mouths like,&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“This is a singing competition.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“This is the most talented group ever!” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And, “You can’t touch Whitney/Celine/Aretha/etc.” Interesting reading and food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7000704144020953873?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7000704144020953873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7000704144020953873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7000704144020953873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7000704144020953873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/msnbc-tells-idol-like-it-is.html' title='MSNBC Tells Idol Like It Is'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SdE4RENfr1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/irWskBK-MIg/s72-c/american-idol-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8253682784741764416</id><published>2009-03-28T20:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T20:57:12.160-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coca-Cola'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coke Zero'/><title type='text'>I Love Coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sc7HKdHOWHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/fKf4vjPZUfU/s1600-h/CokeZero.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sc7HKdHOWHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/fKf4vjPZUfU/s320/CokeZero.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318407192398682226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Coke and it's only fitting that I live in Atlanta--the home of Coca-Cola. I used to have a Coke a day until I learned in Weight Watchers how many calories one can has. Then Coke introduced Coke Zero in 2007. They say it tastes like Coke, but without the calories. It doesn't taste exactly like Coke Classic, but it's pretty close. Close enough that I have one every morning. Nice and ice cold! Coke Zero Cherry is pretty tasty, too. If you're a Coke lover, but don't want the calories, try Coke Zero--in my opinion much better than Diet Coke. Some restaurants and movie theaters are starting to offer Coke Zero--which I think is fabulous. Thanks Coke!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8253682784741764416?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8253682784741764416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8253682784741764416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8253682784741764416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8253682784741764416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-coke.html' title='I Love Coke'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sc7HKdHOWHI/AAAAAAAAA6U/fKf4vjPZUfU/s72-c/CokeZero.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3193771509580051774</id><published>2009-03-27T19:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:02:42.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Was Famous</title><content type='html'>If I was famous (not that I want to be) and people wanted my autograph, it would look like this. Don't laugh, I'm sure you've practiced your autograph. Come on, admit it. You see, your autograph is different from  your legal signature. The autograph has flare and ambiguity and says, "I'm cool."  Would you add a sentiment like "best wishes?" Or, simply add XOXO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sc1oYbylVlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JALFuTEqE0I/s1600-h/SusanC.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sc1oYbylVlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JALFuTEqE0I/s320/SusanC.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318021503980492370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3193771509580051774?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3193771509580051774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3193771509580051774' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3193771509580051774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3193771509580051774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-was-famous.html' title='If I Was Famous'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sc1oYbylVlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JALFuTEqE0I/s72-c/SusanC.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8743939608510499570</id><published>2009-03-25T20:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:00:25.283-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>Motown - Idol Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScrZQCFlkII/AAAAAAAAA6E/ADL7OqVo5sI/s1600-h/group10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScrZQCFlkII/AAAAAAAAA6E/ADL7OqVo5sI/s320/group10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317301179525730434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're down to the top 10. Here's my rundown on the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Giraud - seemed very comfortable with the Motown sound. I think Paula has a crush on him. He'll be back next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris Allen - Good song choice tonight. He'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/matt_giraud_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/kris_allen_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott MacIntyre - He's OK. Probably would make a good singer for commercials. I think Randy was right when he called it a "hotel kind of performance."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan Joy - weak, pitchy--looked good, nice makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/scott_macintyre_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/megan_joy_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop Desai - Good, better than Scott. He'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Sarver - OK, kind of weird with singing notes all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/anoop_desai_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/michael_sarver_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lil Rounds - Oh boy Lil, I had high hopes. Started out shaky--pitchy. Kind of yelled the song. Piano arrangement in some sections was same thing over and over. I hope she's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert - Oh my he looked Elvisesque or maybe even a little like Kurt Russell with black hair. Loved his interpretation. Very nice. Best of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/lil_rounds_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/adam_lambert_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danny Gokey - He's been my fav. Tonight he was a little choppy, but still excellent. He'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison Iraheta - Is this girl really 16? She's got the Motown sound. Couldn't understand some of the words, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom three this week: Scott, Michael, and Megan&lt;br /&gt;Going tomorrow night: Megan, but I'd really like to see Scott go bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/danny_gokey_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i665.photobucket.com/albums/vv19/schildress1825/allison_iraheta_210x202.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8743939608510499570?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8743939608510499570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8743939608510499570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8743939608510499570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8743939608510499570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/motown-idol-style.html' title='Motown - Idol Style'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScrZQCFlkII/AAAAAAAAA6E/ADL7OqVo5sI/s72-c/group10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2078807723677372476</id><published>2009-03-24T07:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:00:00.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbo-Charged Mascara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScgfrODC5xI/AAAAAAAAA58/F-ZAB-nYKYA/s1600-h/Elizabeth+Hurley-SPX-014261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScgfrODC5xI/AAAAAAAAA58/F-ZAB-nYKYA/s200/Elizabeth+Hurley-SPX-014261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316534187476576018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing Elizabeth Hurley on the radio advertising the new vibrating mascara from Estee  Lauder. I was intrigued, so I checked out their &lt;a href="http://www.esteelauder.com/product/spp.tmpl?CATEGORY_ID=CAT567&amp;amp;PRODUCT_ID=3596"&gt;Web site&lt;/a&gt;. I wasn't going to buy the stuff--it costs $32. As their product detail states, "It's the world's first turbo-charged motion mascara." "An innovation of design and engineering." "It's a beautiful machine." Hmmm, sounds more like a car than makeup. Maybe they should add: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Generates 12 pound feet of torque and will go from 0-60 in 5.2 seconds. This beaut of a wand features a tight turning radius and will wisk you away to clump-free heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the ad in case you're curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFnPFaIJfGo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hFnPFaIJfGo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2078807723677372476?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2078807723677372476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2078807723677372476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2078807723677372476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2078807723677372476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/turbo-charged-mascara.html' title='Turbo-Charged Mascara'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScgfrODC5xI/AAAAAAAAA58/F-ZAB-nYKYA/s72-c/Elizabeth+Hurley-SPX-014261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-194678413697746438</id><published>2009-03-23T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:00:00.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>See Bizkit Run!</title><content type='html'>My dog runs in her sleep, but nothing like this dog! Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2BgjH_CtIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z2BgjH_CtIA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-194678413697746438?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/194678413697746438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=194678413697746438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/194678413697746438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/194678413697746438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/see-bizkit-run.html' title='See Bizkit Run!'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8748361681766065161</id><published>2009-03-22T16:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:45:22.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new facebook video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julian Smith'/><title type='text'>Inside the New Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScajWFLq3EI/AAAAAAAAA5U/SVVjhX9GY7c/s1600-h/FB+screenshot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScajWFLq3EI/AAAAAAAAA5U/SVVjhX9GY7c/s320/FB+screenshot.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316116009901022274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out. This guy, Julian, takes a tour of the new Facebook. It's funny. Something else I found interesting was seeing how their offices are laid out and decorated. It's fun to see how other creative types make their workspaces inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0gMFrJss5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H0gMFrJss5g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8748361681766065161?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8748361681766065161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8748361681766065161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8748361681766065161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8748361681766065161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/inside-new-facebook.html' title='Inside the New Facebook'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScajWFLq3EI/AAAAAAAAA5U/SVVjhX9GY7c/s72-c/FB+screenshot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4596949236118295355</id><published>2009-03-22T07:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:52:33.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miley Cyrus'/><title type='text'>Miley Live in Studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScalC0zgp6I/AAAAAAAAA5c/t597EO8bq_g/s1600-h/Miley.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScalC0zgp6I/AAAAAAAAA5c/t597EO8bq_g/s320/Miley.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117878110463906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus was in Atlanta recently and stopped by the radio station that I listen to in the morning--Q100. I'll admit it, we occasionally watch "Hannah Montana" and I like a few of Miley's (not Hannah's) songs. Yes, I'm an adult and I like Miley. In case you might be wondering if she can really sing. Listen to this performance of "The Climb" live at the radio station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7z2HYQRmiA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7z2HYQRmiA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="264" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4596949236118295355?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4596949236118295355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4596949236118295355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4596949236118295355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4596949236118295355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/miley-live-in-studio.html' title='Miley Live in Studio'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScalC0zgp6I/AAAAAAAAA5c/t597EO8bq_g/s72-c/Miley.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2124042775296280346</id><published>2009-03-21T17:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T17:00:00.759-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leprechaun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Leprechaun Sighting!</title><content type='html'>St. Paddy's day was this past week and people were celebrating--maybe a little too much. Here's a news story about a Leprechaun sighting in Alabama. I haven't heard if they found that pot of gold. Personally, I like the guy with the special Leprechaun flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='344'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/nda_OSWeyn8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowscriptaccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/nda_OSWeyn8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' allowscriptaccess='always' allowfullscreen='true' width='425' height='344'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2124042775296280346?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2124042775296280346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2124042775296280346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2124042775296280346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2124042775296280346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/leprechaun-sighting.html' title='Leprechaun Sighting!'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5348021660456801612</id><published>2009-03-21T12:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:19:12.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milo&apos;s tea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iced tea'/><title type='text'>Tea Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScUf3XkcbcI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QP2HGQ7xU_k/s1600-h/Milos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScUf3XkcbcI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QP2HGQ7xU_k/s320/Milos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315689971260878274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tea--iced tea that is. I was raised on it. Instead of a cup of coffee in the morning, I've got to have my tea. People who work or have worked with me know that I bring in a mega large cup everyday. Back in my youth, it would be sweet tea. Now, several pounds later, I drink unsweet but sweetened with Splenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recommendations for fast food tea are Chick-fil-a and McDonald's. McD's sells their large for only a $1. If you live around Alpharetta, Georgia, try the sweet tea at Alpha Soda--very good. Top recommendation for store bought brewed is Milo's. The Chick is great, but more expensive. Publix has good brewed tea, but Milo's is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo's has great customer service. I e-mailed them about carrying their tea sweetened with Splenda at my local Super Target. They got right back to me and stocked the store. Now I'm a faithful customer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5348021660456801612?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5348021660456801612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5348021660456801612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5348021660456801612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5348021660456801612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/tea-time.html' title='Tea Time'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScUf3XkcbcI/AAAAAAAAA5M/QP2HGQ7xU_k/s72-c/Milos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2328905312161958572</id><published>2009-03-20T18:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:41:42.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Snail</title><content type='html'>This is a really well shot and edited short video on a snail. Very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3051031&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3051031&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3051031"&gt;SNAIL&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user943311"&gt;bob lorrimer&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2328905312161958572?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2328905312161958572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2328905312161958572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2328905312161958572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2328905312161958572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/snail.html' title='The Snail'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6356147293004561415</id><published>2009-03-18T20:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:46:56.477-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabbit Chasing a Snake</title><content type='html'>Check out this video of a rabbit chasing a snake. Crazy rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rebnrnGLKh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rebnrnGLKh0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6356147293004561415?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6356147293004561415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6356147293004561415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6356147293004561415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6356147293004561415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/rabbit-chasing-snake.html' title='Rabbit Chasing a Snake'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7556395941690312886</id><published>2009-03-18T12:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:40:29.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='McDonald&apos;s 911 call'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcnuggets'/><title type='text'>McNugget Emergency</title><content type='html'>So get this. A woman, Latreasa, down in Florida goes to a McDonald's and orders Chicken McNuggets. She pays. Then they inform her that they're out of nuggets. She's pretty ticked. She wants her money back. McDonald's says she can't have her money back, pick something else off the menu. Nope, she wants her nuggets. Want can a person do? She knows, she'll call 911. Not once, but three times. The audio from the actual 911 calls is below. It ended with an officer arriving at the McD's and arresting Latreasa for misusing 911. McDonald's later issued a formal apology and offered her a free Chicken McNugget meal. Latreasa is now getting advice from a lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LdjKGJvkkpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LdjKGJvkkpE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7556395941690312886?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7556395941690312886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7556395941690312886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7556395941690312886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7556395941690312886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/mcnugget-emergency.html' title='McNugget Emergency'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8526376825990399308</id><published>2009-03-18T08:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:10:17.065-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>Idol - March 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkPPrJ27I/AAAAAAAAA38/aAe5GY1cHOQ/s1600-h/anoop_desai_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkPPrJ27I/AAAAAAAAA38/aAe5GY1cHOQ/s320/anoop_desai_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314498510853888946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anoop dawg is back. Good job last night. I'm going to go with the bottom three being Michael Sarver, Scott MacIntyre, and Allison Iraheta. I predict Sarver will go home tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkP6D36EI/AAAAAAAAA4E/G_X9oIC7-ME/s1600-h/allison_iraheta_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkP6D36EI/AAAAAAAAA4E/G_X9oIC7-ME/s320/allison_iraheta_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314498522231859266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkQHfoNJI/AAAAAAAAA4M/aFA7WOroJkU/s1600-h/scott_macintyre_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkQHfoNJI/AAAAAAAAA4M/aFA7WOroJkU/s320/scott_macintyre_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314498525837931666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkQVBLYBI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MXiGRbja_HY/s1600-h/michael_sarver_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkQVBLYBI/AAAAAAAAA4U/MXiGRbja_HY/s320/michael_sarver_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314498529468309522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8526376825990399308?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8526376825990399308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8526376825990399308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8526376825990399308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8526376825990399308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/idol-march-17.html' title='Idol - March 17'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScDkPPrJ27I/AAAAAAAAA38/aAe5GY1cHOQ/s72-c/anoop_desai_210x202.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6597708399159429363</id><published>2009-03-17T19:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:26:02.858-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vizsla'/><title type='text'>Spring Pix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwmgog3fI/AAAAAAAAA30/m00xSctByTQ/s1600-h/100_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwVQBfUyI/AAAAAAAAA3E/kKf_7ml58gY/s400/100_2143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314300701933785890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwCWNsOAI/AAAAAAAAA2k/-rGj6GXgbvw/s1600-h/100_2134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwCWNsOAI/AAAAAAAAA2k/-rGj6GXgbvw/s400/100_2134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314300377178060802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwCDBmEFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Bf0hsUR1DlY/s1600-h/100_2132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwCDBmEFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/Bf0hsUR1DlY/s400/100_2132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314300372027052114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwAyHEZRI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yC9gtk9TqQo/s1600-h/100_2129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwAyHEZRI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yC9gtk9TqQo/s400/100_2129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314300350306739474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired by the setting sun this afternoon and snapped off a few pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6597708399159429363?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6597708399159429363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6597708399159429363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6597708399159429363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6597708399159429363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-pix.html' title='Spring Pix'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/ScAwmgog3fI/AAAAAAAAA30/m00xSctByTQ/s72-c/100_2165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7885129166170366876</id><published>2009-03-16T20:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:26:25.566-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history of St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Patrick&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>BTW, Who Was St. Patrick, Anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EAwYYQFe9hU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EAwYYQFe9hU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one minute video explains who St. Patrick was and little of the history of St. Patrick's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, St. Patrick's color is actually blue. &lt;a href="http://link.history.com/services/link/bcpid12040009001/bclid1675979350/bctid14362285001"&gt;Green&lt;/a&gt; ended up being used because of the green of Ireland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7885129166170366876?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7885129166170366876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7885129166170366876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7885129166170366876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7885129166170366876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/btw-who-is-st-patrick-anyway.html' title='BTW, Who Was St. Patrick, Anyway?'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5676348812820971537</id><published>2009-03-15T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T21:29:41.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Do You Think?</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine told me this and I wanted to share it and get other opinions. Here's what he said. At the church where he goes, they have a contemporary service where they have one main worship leader and four or five praise team singers and of course, the usual band--guitar, drums, keyboard. They dim the lights and pound out three praise songs. He noticed though that he could always hear the voice of the worship leader, but could never hear the praise team members singing. He thought that was a bit odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he was talking with the guy that runs the audio board for the services and asked him why he couldn't hear the praise team singers. The audio guy said something along the lines of, "that's because only one or two of them can sing. I turn the other mics off. Or, they come unprepared and don't know the words to the songs and they're just moving their lips." Now, this is at a fair sized church. Probably 300-400 people in the worship service. My friend was kind of bothered by it, but his wife told him it was no big deal--the church probably has a hard time getting volunteer singers to show up every Sunday. But still, he has a hard time watching the "show" on Sunday mornings and just can't quite ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that certainly they would have people in their church that could carry a tune and be willing to help lead in worship on Sundays. What do you think? Would you say anything to anyone? Would the fakeness of it all bother you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5676348812820971537?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5676348812820971537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5676348812820971537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5676348812820971537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5676348812820971537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-do-you-think.html' title='What Do You Think?'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-9028027700239394712</id><published>2009-03-14T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:21:52.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remodeling - Excuse the Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbvLgF0ZZMI/AAAAAAAAA1g/PKhh-T_1OmU/s1600-h/U-Construction.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbvLgF0ZZMI/AAAAAAAAA1g/PKhh-T_1OmU/s320/U-Construction.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313063937591829698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm working on "upgrading" the look of my blog. Excuse me while I experiment with different designs. It's going to be a work in progress since I don't really know what I'm doing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-9028027700239394712?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/9028027700239394712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=9028027700239394712' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9028027700239394712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9028027700239394712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/remodeling-excuse-mess.html' title='Remodeling - Excuse the Mess'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbvLgF0ZZMI/AAAAAAAAA1g/PKhh-T_1OmU/s72-c/U-Construction.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6923667156645761612</id><published>2009-03-12T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T18:00:00.234-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nacho drag'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/il8tjzizroc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/il8tjzizroc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say that when I first saw this Taco Bell commercial I laughed out loud and I still do. Maybe because I like the guy's idea of how to sneak in food to an expensive event. And, he has it neatly stored in the prego bubble on shelves! Nacho drag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6923667156645761612?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6923667156645761612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6923667156645761612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6923667156645761612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6923667156645761612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-got-to-say-that-when-i-first-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-156966468904485496</id><published>2009-03-11T17:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T17:37:33.726-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol'/><title type='text'>American Idol - Tuesday, March 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XbNRz_gTB8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XbNRz_gTB8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol in review for Tuesday, March 10. What's up with the new announcer dude?  The judges strutting out on the stage was just plan weird.  The judges looked so awkward, especially Paula. And speaking of Paula, what was up with her? Her face looked so puffy and when giving critiques of some performances it seemed as though she was going to burst out in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought there were some really strong performances. My personal favorite is Danny. But if I had to guess who the bottom three will be tonight, I’d say: Anoop, Jorge, and Jasmine. I’m going to go with Anoop and Jasmine being eliminated tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbgqvbn58YI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xMgoLJm-0gY/s1600-h/jorge_nunez_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbgqvbn58YI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xMgoLJm-0gY/s320/jorge_nunez_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312042754840850818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbgqvMbsMlI/AAAAAAAAA1A/md53o8r2PbQ/s1600-h/jasmine_murray_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbgqvMbsMlI/AAAAAAAAA1A/md53o8r2PbQ/s320/jasmine_murray_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312042750763086418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbgqu-wFiYI/AAAAAAAAA04/dOxWnXkHz3Q/s1600-h/anoop_desai_210x202.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbgqu-wFiYI/AAAAAAAAA04/dOxWnXkHz3Q/s320/anoop_desai_210x202.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312042747090536834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also said that something new in the rules will be revealed tonight. My prediction is that the judges can over rule a vote by America. If they feel a contestant should not go home, they can have them stay in the competition for another week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-156966468904485496?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/156966468904485496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=156966468904485496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/156966468904485496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/156966468904485496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/american-idol-tuesday-march-10.html' title='American Idol - Tuesday, March 10'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbgqvbn58YI/AAAAAAAAA1I/xMgoLJm-0gY/s72-c/jorge_nunez_210x202.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-9136344540457585563</id><published>2009-03-10T17:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:30:23.077-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daylight Saving Time'/><title type='text'>Daylight Saving Time &amp; Spring Allergies Don't Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbbfz48o3OI/AAAAAAAAA0w/QQOPUqcECV0/s1600-h/Photo+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbbfz48o3OI/AAAAAAAAA0w/QQOPUqcECV0/s320/Photo+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311678893083122914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread springing ahead one hour. I know it's only one hour, but it takes me a good two weeks to adjust. I feel tired during the day and when I go to bed, I have a hard time falling asleep. My allergies also kick in when the trees start to bloom and that also makes me tired. I got tired just thinking about posting a note on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently this whole idea of saving daylight began with Benjamin Franklin. If you care to read in detail about DST, just &lt;a href="http://www.webexhibits.org/daylightsaving/c.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. I read that Daylight Saving Time (DST--notice there is no s at the end of Saving) began in the the U.S. during World War I in order to save energy for war production. I had heard that DST was started for the farmers so they would have more time to work their fields, but I couldn't confirm that. After WWI states could choose whether or not to observe DST. Today, all states except for Hawaii, Puerto Rico, American Somoa, U.S. Virgin Islands, and Arizona (except for some Indian Reservations) observe DST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In 2007, DST was extended one month and begins for most of the United States at 2 a.m. on the Second Sunday in March and lasts until 2 a.m. on the First Sunday of November. The new start and stop dates were set in the Energy Policy Act of 2005.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OK, that's it for the history lesson. But, if I had my choice, I'd stick with DST and not change!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-9136344540457585563?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/9136344540457585563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=9136344540457585563' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9136344540457585563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9136344540457585563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/daylight-saving-time-spring-allergies.html' title='Daylight Saving Time &amp; Spring Allergies Don&apos;t Mix'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sbbfz48o3OI/AAAAAAAAA0w/QQOPUqcECV0/s72-c/Photo+203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-91482066886055273</id><published>2009-03-08T07:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T07:31:00.587-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's a 3G Network?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBzDlHmNyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hcInopf55Lo/s1600-h/3G-flames-iPhone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBzDlHmNyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hcInopf55Lo/s320/3G-flames-iPhone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309870466010593058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep hearing commericals on the radio and seeing ads on TV for 3G mobile networks. I wondered what does "3G" mean? Turns out it's pretty simple. According to&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/3G_network"&gt;Wikepedia, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3G is the third generation of tele standards and technology for mobile networking, superseding 2.5G. It is based on the International Telecommunication Union (ITU) family of standards under the IMT-2000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3G networks enable network operators to offer users a wider range of more advanced services while achieving greater network capacity through improved spectral efficiency. Services include wide-area wireless voice telephony, video calls, and broadband wireless data, all in a mobile environment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/3G_network"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/6802911454509664592-91482066886055273?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/91482066886055273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=91482066886055273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/91482066886055273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/91482066886055273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-3g-network.html' title='What&apos;s a 3G Network?'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBzDlHmNyI/AAAAAAAAAzg/hcInopf55Lo/s72-c/3G-flames-iPhone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3168705241454916789</id><published>2009-03-07T20:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:31:10.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday in Pictures</title><content type='html'>It was a warm, sunny day in Atlanta. Here's my day in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbitpjj3I/AAAAAAAAAzo/deypzkg1lQM/s1600-h/IMG00168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbitpjj3I/AAAAAAAAAzo/deypzkg1lQM/s320/IMG00168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310618668783341426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMb3U_dDJI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qDp1uzoLmF4/s1600-h/IMG00157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMb3U_dDJI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qDp1uzoLmF4/s320/IMG00157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310619022941555858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Local Cedarville University gathering at Mellow Mushroom in Atlanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMb28n6maI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/VkhqogFuSMw/s1600-h/IMG00159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMb28n6maI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/VkhqogFuSMw/s320/IMG00159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310619016400378274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool mushrooms hanging from the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMczUUUQAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/vuCoFpHkHb4/s1600-h/IMG00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMczUUUQAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/vuCoFpHkHb4/s320/IMG00165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310620053552775170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next stop, Alon's Bakery in Virginia Highlands for dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbkD-fOgI/AAAAAAAAA0I/m6bAgSjjtqs/s1600-h/IMG00162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbkD-fOgI/AAAAAAAAA0I/m6bAgSjjtqs/s320/IMG00162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310618691956587010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbjrTeu1I/AAAAAAAAA0A/xRR_mfP0Xo4/s1600-h/IMG00160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbjrTeu1I/AAAAAAAAA0A/xRR_mfP0Xo4/s320/IMG00160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310618685333748562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How about a tart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbjeq_JrI/AAAAAAAAAz4/wFoIKcApmKs/s1600-h/IMG00163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbjeq_JrI/AAAAAAAAAz4/wFoIKcApmKs/s320/IMG00163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310618681942681266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went for a slice of apple pie. It was yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbixBfrOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/OcLqwZiPTCE/s1600-h/IMG00170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbixBfrOI/AAAAAAAAAzw/OcLqwZiPTCE/s320/IMG00170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310618669689056482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Windblown hair. It was a windows down day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMb2b2XxiI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/OyogFi4uNzg/s1600-h/IMG00171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMb2b2XxiI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/OyogFi4uNzg/s320/IMG00171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310619007602640418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What day in Atlanta would be complete without traffic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-3168705241454916789?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3168705241454916789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3168705241454916789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3168705241454916789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3168705241454916789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-saturday-in-pictures.html' title='My Saturday in Pictures'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbMbitpjj3I/AAAAAAAAAzo/deypzkg1lQM/s72-c/IMG00168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8126082496418654307</id><published>2009-03-07T19:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T19:20:07.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vizsla'/><title type='text'>Spring Day Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NlvIVGDU9ag&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NlvIVGDU9ag&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was beautiful and warm in Atlanta. We had our neighbor's dog over for a "play date" with our dog. Here she is fetching the "flying squirrel." The quality is not that good because I took the video with my BlackBerry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8126082496418654307?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8126082496418654307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8126082496418654307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8126082496418654307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8126082496418654307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-day-fun.html' title='Spring Day Fun'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7416336980171775496</id><published>2009-03-07T07:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T07:18:00.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Door Decor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBsJCxK-BI/AAAAAAAAAzY/HDssggHwWsc/s1600-h/IMG00154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBsJCxK-BI/AAAAAAAAAzY/HDssggHwWsc/s320/IMG00154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309862863287547922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aren't these little doors cute? They were on the bathroom wall on the first floor ladies' room. I wonder if they were specially made or if someone found these? There is actually a theme behind all this. Just outside the door at the end of the hall is a display called "The World at Our Doorstep." My compliments to the decorator! I wonder if the men's room has little doors, too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBsIErAxLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5KYMxYTh044/s1600-h/IMG00151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBsIErAxLI/AAAAAAAAAzA/5KYMxYTh044/s320/IMG00151.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309862846618715314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7416336980171775496?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7416336980171775496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7416336980171775496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7416336980171775496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7416336980171775496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/door-decor.html' title='Door Decor'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SbBsJCxK-BI/AAAAAAAAAzY/HDssggHwWsc/s72-c/IMG00154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6184505400755504104</id><published>2009-03-06T06:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:30:01.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-184de496090c9dbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D184de496090c9dbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D5412FF9BF133257D5AC29DFF92AFE1307376AD.1987B2EABE078EAE677CCB5198004D46BF5D9DA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D184de496090c9dbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWnHkt5kJueW4Oizcg4Tl9sBYaWM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D184de496090c9dbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331453613%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D5412FF9BF133257D5AC29DFF92AFE1307376AD.1987B2EABE078EAE677CCB5198004D46BF5D9DA8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D184de496090c9dbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWnHkt5kJueW4Oizcg4Tl9sBYaWM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this video with my BlackBerry, so the quality is not that good, but cat lovers will enjoy! This is what Kiki usually does when I'm in the bathroom. Anyone who has a cat knows exactly what this is all about. I love this cat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6184505400755504104?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=184de496090c9dbd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6184505400755504104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6184505400755504104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6184505400755504104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6184505400755504104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/kitty-fun.html' title='Kitty Fun'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4318375974037728031</id><published>2009-03-05T06:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:39:00.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More bathroom pretties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sa3ABcwekMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/WIwhVCCJ6fU/s1600-h/IMG00149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sa3ABcwekMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/WIwhVCCJ6fU/s320/IMG00149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309110666871607490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sa3AA5nCXeI/AAAAAAAAAyo/aByDV1Y1EFI/s1600-h/IMG00148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sa3AA5nCXeI/AAAAAAAAAyo/aByDV1Y1EFI/s320/IMG00148.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309110657436769762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend at work informed me of the bathroom decor on the 4th floor. Pretty classy, huh? I wonder if they change with the seasons like the 2nd floor? I'm still on the hunt, so you never know what restroom will show up here next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4318375974037728031?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4318375974037728031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4318375974037728031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4318375974037728031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4318375974037728031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-bathroom-pretties.html' title='More bathroom pretties'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sa3ABcwekMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/WIwhVCCJ6fU/s72-c/IMG00149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-8817611458550573261</id><published>2009-03-04T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:00:00.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxo_dL9HvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9higQZgqBsE/s1600-h/IMG00142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxo_dL9HvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9higQZgqBsE/s320/IMG00142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733500138790642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this yummy pie. Both my daughter and I walked into the house and saw this on the kitchen counter. We both wanted to dive in and eat it. Problem was ... it's a candle! Looks good enough to eat doesn't it? My husband got it at Bass Pro Shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxo_ocTPcI/AAAAAAAAAxI/goSla-7uspw/s1600-h/IMG00143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxo_ocTPcI/AAAAAAAAAxI/goSla-7uspw/s320/IMG00143.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308733503160139202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-8817611458550573261?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/8817611458550573261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=8817611458550573261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8817611458550573261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/8817611458550573261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/apple-pie.html' title='Apple Pie'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxo_dL9HvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/9higQZgqBsE/s72-c/IMG00142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7324043830330838730</id><published>2009-03-03T06:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:23:00.384-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Faux Hawk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7Rruk1I/AAAAAAAAAxY/gZs7uVPEvkY/s1600-h/Photo+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7Rruk1I/AAAAAAAAAxY/gZs7uVPEvkY/s320/Photo+195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308735627354608466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaxrL_5l-sI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Byh9x57HZSo/s1600-h/IMG00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaxrL_5l-sI/AAAAAAAAAx4/Byh9x57HZSo/s320/IMG00115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308735914638703298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7tkBguI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Gc6Jp0q0Yf8/s1600-h/Photo+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7tkBguI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Gc6Jp0q0Yf8/s320/Photo+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308735634838487778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7F8vtgI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/nrhEy5xQD2Y/s1600-h/Photo+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7F8vtgI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/nrhEy5xQD2Y/s320/Photo+194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308735624204760578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I do at night while I'm sleeping? Look at this hair! There's no way I could just get up and go out of the house.  Have you ever seen such a mess? It looks as though I'm pretty consistent with how I sleep because the hair seems to have the same pattern. Funny thing is that nowadays some people wear their hair this way on purpose. It's called the faux hawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sax2_sGct2I/AAAAAAAAAyg/65ITl16IUIo/s1600-h/FauxHawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sax2_sGct2I/AAAAAAAAAyg/65ITl16IUIo/s320/FauxHawk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308748897305016162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sax2_sjVsDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/4dvhmwaXvz8/s1600-h/polaroid7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sax2_sjVsDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/4dvhmwaXvz8/s320/polaroid7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308748897426190386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sax2_f8MLfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Z-UHZgwVnq0/s1600-h/mohawk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sax2_f8MLfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Z-UHZgwVnq0/s320/mohawk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308748894040763890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7324043830330838730?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7324043830330838730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7324043830330838730' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7324043830330838730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7324043830330838730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-faux-hawk.html' title='My Faux Hawk'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Saxq7Rruk1I/AAAAAAAAAxY/gZs7uVPEvkY/s72-c/Photo+195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-962644125132063297</id><published>2009-03-02T18:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T19:21:03.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Bathroom Pretties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaxoZRasSuI/AAAAAAAAAw4/b_XnjGg_dLI/s1600-h/IMG00140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaxoZRasSuI/AAAAAAAAAw4/b_XnjGg_dLI/s320/IMG00140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308732844144347874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bathroom decor at work has changed. It's springtime! A lady was just commenting today on how much she appreciates the little doo-tads we have in our ladies room. I was hoping to stumble across some interesting bathrooms in my travels, but nothing has caught my attention, yet. But stay tuned, you never know what might show up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-962644125132063297?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/962644125132063297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=962644125132063297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/962644125132063297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/962644125132063297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-bathroom-pretties.html' title='Spring Bathroom Pretties'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaxoZRasSuI/AAAAAAAAAw4/b_XnjGg_dLI/s72-c/IMG00140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5648667737727748873</id><published>2009-02-28T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:49:03.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Names for Dogs and Cats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/San3UnQYmjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/bHX8OfoaBwM/s1600-h/heart4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/San3UnQYmjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/bHX8OfoaBwM/s320/heart4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045569339988530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A long-coated male Chihuahua named "Heart-kun"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Top 10 names for dogs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Max&lt;br /&gt;2. Bailey&lt;br /&gt;3. Bella&lt;br /&gt;4. Molly&lt;br /&gt;5. Lucy&lt;br /&gt;6. Buddy&lt;br /&gt;7. Maggie&lt;br /&gt;8. Daisy&lt;br /&gt;9. Sophie&lt;br /&gt;10. Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Top 10 names for cats:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Max&lt;br /&gt;2. Chloe&lt;br /&gt;3. Tigger&lt;br /&gt;4. Tiger&lt;br /&gt;5. Lucy&lt;br /&gt;6. Smokey&lt;br /&gt;7. Oliver&lt;br /&gt;8. Bella&lt;br /&gt;9. Shadow&lt;br /&gt;10. Charlie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs we had/have: Skipper, Theodore, Gracie&lt;br /&gt;Cats we had/have: Midnight, Emily, Moussa, Smokey, Katie, Kiki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5648667737727748873?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5648667737727748873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5648667737727748873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5648667737727748873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5648667737727748873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/top-10-names-for-dogs-and-cats.html' title='Top 10 Names for Dogs and Cats'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/San3UnQYmjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/bHX8OfoaBwM/s72-c/heart4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6128522692626090569</id><published>2009-02-28T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:00:01.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Err is Human</title><content type='html'>When I was younger, I felt the need to cover up my mistakes by making excuses. But I have come to learn that it's best just to admit the mistake and come clean. There are so many people that just can't bring themselves to admit that they were wrong or it was their fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to bring a guy back in to the studio to re-record a podcast that I had managed to record over. I thought about making an excuse that the audio program had not saved it correctly. But you know what, it felt so good to say to him, "I messed up. One of your podcasts doesn't exist. Can you come back in to re-record?" I even admitted the botch up to my supervisor and co-workers. All of them said something along the lines that we all make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen many a leader make a mistake and due to pride or they didn't want to appear to be a weak leader, not own up to it. Making mistakes is unavoidable. Whether in our personal or professional lives, the way we handle our blunders makes all the difference. The good leaders will admit making a mistake and move on. The great leader will admit the mistake, learn from it, and never make it again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6128522692626090569?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6128522692626090569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6128522692626090569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6128522692626090569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6128522692626090569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-err-is-human.html' title='To Err is Human'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4408458251903739265</id><published>2009-02-26T19:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:15:01.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plautus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makeup'/><title type='text'>"A woman without paint is like food without salt."  Plautus, Roman philosopher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sacbhfn5OyI/AAAAAAAAAwI/UD_0oTJy5io/s1600-h/051005_tutsface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sacbhfn5OyI/AAAAAAAAAwI/UD_0oTJy5io/s320/051005_tutsface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307240948117879586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silicone-skinned bust of King Tut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to always wear makeup. I felt like I didn't look good enough if I didn't have some on. But as I've aged and now have &lt;a href="http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2008/09/palins-glasses-blepharitis.html"&gt;blepharitis&lt;/a&gt;, I've had to change. You know, not wearing makeup has its advantages. Two I can think of right away are saving time getting ready in the morning and saving money. I think it takes some self confidence to walk out the door with no cosmetic enhancements. I think it might also be that as I get older, I don't care as much about what other people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember walking by a female colleague's office. She was reapplying powder, blush, and lipstick. She was preparing to go to a meeting. I NEVER think to do that! In fact, I don't carry any makeup in my purse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you agree with Plautus when he says, "A woman without paint is like food without salt"? By the way, who started this makeup thing, anyway? Well, it was the &lt;a href="http://library.duke.edu/digitalcollections/adaccess/cosmetics.html"&gt;ancient Egyptians&lt;/a&gt; in the 4th century before Christ. Back then, even men wore eyeliner. From what I can tell, that's also making a comeback (guy-liner, that is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaccRymBLRI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jEHWN0p74Qw/s1600-h/Daughtry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaccRymBLRI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/jEHWN0p74Qw/s320/Daughtry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307241777844006162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chris Daughtry&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/6802911454509664592-4408458251903739265?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4408458251903739265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4408458251903739265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4408458251903739265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4408458251903739265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/woman-without-paint-is-like-food.html' title='&quot;A woman without paint is like food without salt.&quot;  Plautus, Roman philosopher'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Sacbhfn5OyI/AAAAAAAAAwI/UD_0oTJy5io/s72-c/051005_tutsface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-729162002802819057</id><published>2009-02-25T17:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:21:43.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Paula</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaXgXfSx3GI/AAAAAAAAAv4/B0E_L1oJ5Rg/s1600-h/gs_american_idol_080827_m1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaXgXfSx3GI/AAAAAAAAAv4/B0E_L1oJ5Rg/s320/gs_american_idol_080827_m1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306894430067874914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you "American Idol" fans. I'm still not sure if I like the new four judge panel or the changes in the show's format. I do like Kara DioGuardi, but it seems that &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,499954,00.html"&gt;Paula doesn't&lt;/a&gt;.  And you know why? Because Kara makes Paula stand out as an airhead. We always knew Paula never said much of substance, but now with Kara actually giving solid critiques, I think Paula's a little jealous of sharing the spotlight with another woman. Can't wait to watch tonight. Rrrrrowl. Hiss. Hiss. What do you think? (Thanks Myron for the tip on the article.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-729162002802819057?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/729162002802819057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=729162002802819057' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/729162002802819057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/729162002802819057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-paula.html' title='Oh Paula'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaXgXfSx3GI/AAAAAAAAAv4/B0E_L1oJ5Rg/s72-c/gs_american_idol_080827_m1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4200945249904302123</id><published>2009-02-23T20:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:27:11.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kindle 2'/><title type='text'>Kindle 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaNYdjU2inI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CDjlG_QddOU/s1600-h/feat-libr-300px._V251249390_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaNYdjU2inI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CDjlG_QddOU/s320/feat-libr-300px._V251249390_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306182050694728306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard about the Kindle? It's Amazon's handheld electronic book reader. Today they began selling the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Kindle-Amazons-Wireless-Reading-Generation/dp/B00154JDAI/ref=amb_link_83624371_1?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&amp;amp;pf_rd_s=center-1&amp;amp;pf_rd_r=1GJRNY6TE766XJZ6EMZH&amp;amp;pf_rd_t=101&amp;amp;pf_rd_p=469942651&amp;amp;pf_rd_i=507846"&gt;Kindle 2&lt;/a&gt;. When I first saw the Kindle several months ago on Amazon's Web site, I thought it looked like a neat idea. But, when I saw the price, I quickly lost interest. The Kindle 2 sells for $359. The Kindle can download, store, and display up to 1500 books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kindle Store &lt;span&gt;has more than 240,000 books available, plus top newspapers, magazines, and blogs--all of which are available for download for $9.99 or less via &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whispernet&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;According to Amazon,&lt;i&gt; "Whispernet&lt;/i&gt; utilizes Amazon's optimized technology plus Sprint's national high-speed (3G) data network to enable you to wirelessly search, discover, and download content on the go. Your books and periodicals are delivered via &lt;i&gt;Whispernet&lt;/i&gt; in less than 60 seconds. And unlike WiFi, you never have to hunt for a hotspot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, enough of the free advertisement. I wonder where they came up with the name for this thing? And, what type of person does this gizmo appeal to? My guess is that traditionalists won't want to give up the feel of paper and the joy of turning the page. People who are into gadgets and technology will probably love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4200945249904302123?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4200945249904302123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4200945249904302123' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4200945249904302123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4200945249904302123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/kindle-2.html' title='Kindle 2'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaNYdjU2inI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CDjlG_QddOU/s72-c/feat-libr-300px._V251249390_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-1604605427339459317</id><published>2009-02-21T21:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:42:57.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaC69OYcN2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/nMaZIENVDv4/s1600-h/wilted%2Brose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaC69OYcN2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/nMaZIENVDv4/s320/wilted%2Brose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305445922037839714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little late for a Valentine's Day post, but I think some of you might find this story interesting. My husband has never thought much of participating in Valentine's Day. Even before we were married he boycotted the "holiday." "I don't need a a yearly holiday to tell or show you that I love you. It's just a way for Hallmark and florists to make money," he'd say. I'll be honest, this kind of bothered me. But after several years, you get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've been married for over 20 years, he's softened a bit in recent years. Last year for our anniversary he sent me flowers at work for our anniversary. I have to admit, I loved the surprise. It made me feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Valentine's Day  he was away for work. No big deal since we never make a fuss over V-day. I happened to be sick that day. I was talking to him on the phone and told him I wouldn't be at work because I wasn't feeling well. He told me that's too bad, because he sent flowers! SENT FLOWERS! Just my luck. I worried that they'd be all wilted by Monday when I'd be back to work.  But, the flowers never arrived. Interesting. I wonder what happened? Maybe they were delivered to the mail room and the guys down there didn't deliver them. Nope, not the case. Finally, he called 1-800-FLOWERS to find out what happened. He talked to some customer service rep in India. She offered no apology, help, or refund. He was tired and disgusted and hung up. The next day he checked his e-mail confirmation and saw a delivery tracking link.  Guess what? The flowers  made it to UPS in Atlanta, but that's as far as they went because the box arrived damaged so UPS  discarded the box! No phone call, no note, no nothing! Shame on you UPS and 1-800-flowers. I'm going to break one of my rules and say, "That sucks!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-1604605427339459317?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/1604605427339459317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=1604605427339459317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1604605427339459317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/1604605427339459317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-valentines-day.html' title='This Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SaC69OYcN2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/nMaZIENVDv4/s72-c/wilted%2Brose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6743914534599447643</id><published>2009-02-19T07:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:29:00.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look, FREE Christian Music Downloads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZyqefkYn-I/AAAAAAAAAvg/tqr6dvIV1M0/s1600-h/freeccm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZyqefkYn-I/AAAAAAAAAvg/tqr6dvIV1M0/s400/freeccm1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304301901982506978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just discovered this site. It's &lt;a href="http://freeccm.com/index.php"&gt;www.FreeCCM.com&lt;/a&gt;. It's a legal site where you can download "featured" Christian songs for free. Thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fee&lt;/span&gt; for telling me about it. If you aren't familiar with &lt;a href="http://feeband.com/"&gt;Steve Fee's band&lt;/a&gt;, you should check them out. One of their songs, "Beautiful the Blood," is available for download. I downloaded all that they were offering, plus, I linked to &lt;a href="http://philwickham.com/"&gt;Phil Wickam's blog &lt;/a&gt;and downloaded his entire live album, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singalong&lt;/span&gt;, for no cost. I LIKE FREE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6743914534599447643?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6743914534599447643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6743914534599447643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6743914534599447643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6743914534599447643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-free-christian-music-downloads.html' title='Look, FREE Christian Music Downloads'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZyqefkYn-I/AAAAAAAAAvg/tqr6dvIV1M0/s72-c/freeccm1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-7655205004030091568</id><published>2009-02-18T19:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:24:37.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Worth the Price</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZyjWusxTII/AAAAAAAAAvA/fnCj9CjQQ-U/s1600-h/IMG00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZyjWusxTII/AAAAAAAAAvA/fnCj9CjQQ-U/s320/IMG00125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304294072023862402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These hot beverages from McDonald's look good, don't they? When it's cold, I love a good cappuccino. My favorite upscale coffee place is Seattle's Best, Starbucks is my second choice. We don't have Seattle's Best in Atlanta anymore, except at the airport, so I have to settle for Starbucks. When I saw these tempting coffees from McD's, I thought I'd give their cappuccino a try. It was OK. Not bad for a gas station quality brew. But my biggest complaint is the cost. Why would I pay almost $3 to get a so-so cap from McD's when I can get the "real thing" from Starbucks for the same amount? I don't get it McD's. Lower your prices and you might sell more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-7655205004030091568?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/7655205004030091568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=7655205004030091568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7655205004030091568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/7655205004030091568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-worth-price.html' title='Not Worth the Price'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZyjWusxTII/AAAAAAAAAvA/fnCj9CjQQ-U/s72-c/IMG00125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4896148293273060343</id><published>2009-02-18T10:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:16:41.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgeons send 'tweets' from operating room</title><content type='html'>Saw this article from CNN and thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2009/TECH/02/17/twitter.surgery/index.html?eref=ib_topstories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4896148293273060343?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4896148293273060343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4896148293273060343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4896148293273060343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4896148293273060343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/surgeons-send-tweets-from-operating.html' title='Surgeons send &apos;tweets&apos; from operating room'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4322667098136532037</id><published>2009-02-16T19:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:34:41.736-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ted&apos;s Montana Grill'/><title type='text'>The Real Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZoOtNmfYQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/tgBbebk16-A/s1600-h/teds-montana-grill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZoOtNmfYQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/tgBbebk16-A/s320/teds-montana-grill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303567681090183426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to talk up the "Real Deal" at &lt;a href="http://www.tedsmontanagrill.com/index.html"&gt;Ted's Montana Grill&lt;/a&gt;. For $12 (in the Atlanta area) for lunch you get a choice of an appetizer, entree, and one of their famous cookies. For example, if you just order the grilled chicken salad, it's $12. So, what a deal to get an appetizer, salad, AND yummy cookie. I've eaten there before, but I didn't remember the portions being so large.  We walked out of there stuffed.  They have a similar deal for dinner for $15. You have to check the Ted's near you for what they're offering. Bad news for my Maryland pals--there aren't any Ted's in Maryland, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ted's is also eco-friendly. Their goal is to be 99% plastic-free. They re-introduced the paper straw (not produced in the United States since 1970). You can read more about their commitment to the environment by going to their Web site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4322667098136532037?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4322667098136532037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4322667098136532037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4322667098136532037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4322667098136532037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-deal.html' title='The Real Deal'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZoOtNmfYQI/AAAAAAAAAuw/tgBbebk16-A/s72-c/teds-montana-grill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-583319653923360685</id><published>2009-02-15T21:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T17:19:33.166-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twitter'/><title type='text'>Can all that Twitters turn to gold amid the gloom?</title><content type='html'>"Twitter Inc. has spawned a new way to communicate by limiting messages to 140 keystrokes. So here's a way to describe the Internet's latest craze within Twitter's space restrictions:&lt;p&gt;It's a potluck of pithy self-expression simmering with whimsy, narcissism, voyeurism, hucksterism, tedium and sometimes useful information.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;One vital ingredient has been missing from the mix so far — revenue. That raises questions about whether the nearly 3-year-old service can make the leap from intriguing fad to sustainable business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Twitter intends to start testing ways to make money this spring. And co-founder Evan Williams promises it won't drive away the more than 6 million people who have set up accounts on the unconventional communications network."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click the link below to continue reading the Associated Press article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://license.icopyright.net/user/viewContent.act?tag=3.5721%3Ficx_id=D96C5B280"&gt;Can all that Twitters turn to gold amid the gloom?&lt;/a&gt; from Associated Press&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-583319653923360685?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/583319653923360685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=583319653923360685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/583319653923360685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/583319653923360685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-all-that-twitters-turn-to-gold-amid.html' title='Can all that Twitters turn to gold amid the gloom?'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4858622634655943468</id><published>2009-02-15T14:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:20:03.854-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Those of You Born 1930 - 1979</title><content type='html'>I have a feeling this was written by a male, so I'll add my female perspective on some things in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;italics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;At the end is a quote of the month by Jay Leno. If you don't read anything else, please read what he said. Very well stated, Mr. Leno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-base paints.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had baseball caps not helmets on our heads. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Us girls didn't wear caps, we just rode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; As infants &amp;amp; children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats , no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires, and sometimes no brakes. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Riding in the back of a pick-up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks Dad and Grandpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although the garden hose tasted pretty gross. I'd just go inside and get a drink of water from the facet in a glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and no one actually died from this.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And, we weren't overweight. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Because we were always outside playing ... that's why!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had to be within shouting distance for my mom to call us back to the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; No one was able to reach us all day. And, we were OK. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times,we learned to solve the problem. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think us girls played house and even made forts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 's and X-boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet, and no chat rooms. WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do remember times of being bored and trying to think of something to do. I would usually go pest my brother at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never at worms or dirt, just played in it. &lt;/span&gt;We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I did get a BB gun and loved it. Was a pretty good shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them. Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Little League for girls back then. I guess we just joined the Girl Scouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Imagine that! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! These Generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. If YOU are one of them? CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good .&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave and lucky their parents were. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My daughter still wouldn't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; ~ The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; "With hurricanes, tornadoes, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to another, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks, are we sure this is a good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4858622634655943468?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4858622634655943468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4858622634655943468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4858622634655943468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4858622634655943468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-those-of-you-born-1930-1979.html' title='To Those of You Born 1930 - 1979'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-5348690057982512558</id><published>2009-02-14T19:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T19:26:28.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo to Worship Bands | Christianity Today | A Magazine of Evangelical Conviction</title><content type='html'>This is great article and oh so true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianitytoday.com/ct/2009/february/14.50.html"&gt;Memo to Worship Bands | Christianity Today | A Magazine of Evangelical Conviction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted using &lt;a href="http://sharethis.com/"&gt;ShareThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-5348690057982512558?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/5348690057982512558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=5348690057982512558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5348690057982512558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/5348690057982512558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/memo-to-worship-bands-christianity.html' title='Memo to Worship Bands | Christianity Today | A Magazine of Evangelical Conviction'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-6827427009382837400</id><published>2009-02-14T06:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:00:00.727-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse Word Replacements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZXtLLkvI6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/Tpny_8obWvE/s1600-h/Freakin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZXtLLkvI6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/Tpny_8obWvE/s320/Freakin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302404912639845282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just contemplating if using similar sounding words in place of curse words is acceptable for Christians. One that comes to mind is "freakin." I've heard a pastor say this during a sermon. (He wasn't preaching in a church, but an arena if that makes a difference.) It just didn't seem right. I've also heard it from the mouths of several 20 &amp;amp; 30-something-year-old Christians. Here's the catch, I don't have a problem saying "sugar" or "shoot." Maybe I'm being a bit hypocritical. If sugar or shot is OK, why not freakin? Are we lowering our standards? Are we compromising our testimony? How about using slang words? What about the phrase, "That really sucks?" I just can't bring myself to say it. Maybe I'm being too conservative and I'm not hip for today's standards. What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-6827427009382837400?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/6827427009382837400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=6827427009382837400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6827427009382837400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/6827427009382837400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/curse-word-replacements.html' title='Curse Word Replacements'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZXtLLkvI6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/Tpny_8obWvE/s72-c/Freakin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4167388677287162939</id><published>2009-02-13T06:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:57:31.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look out iPhone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZXetZCgx8I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BPwPWEFplck/s1600-h/pomegranate-phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZXetZCgx8I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BPwPWEFplck/s320/pomegranate-phone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302389007695529922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I might like an iPhone, but this phone just blows it away! (Thanks to one of my fellow Cedarville alums for this wonderful find.) It's the new &lt;a href="http://www.pomegranatephone.com/"&gt;Pomegranate phone&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4167388677287162939?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4167388677287162939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4167388677287162939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4167388677287162939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4167388677287162939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/look-out-iphone.html' title='Look out iPhone'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZXetZCgx8I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/BPwPWEFplck/s72-c/pomegranate-phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-9218940851153377793</id><published>2009-02-12T07:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:45:00.295-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mexican food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pure Taqueria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taqueria del Sol'/><title type='text'>I Have a New Love</title><content type='html'>I owe my new love to Shane and Kelle. Yes, this hip couple got me hooked on Mexican food. I had a business meeting with them and they offered to order Mexican. I reluctantly agreed and ordered a cheese enchilada. (I still don't do refried beans.) To my amazement I loved it! Now I crave it! I also discovered Mexican cheese dip. Oh my! I had tried it a few years ago and heard people rave about how good queso is, but it didn't really taste that good to me. Now, for some reason, I love it! Let me clarify, the Mexican food I like is more Americanized. It's the kind you find at boutique Mexican restaurants. There's a great restaurant in my area, &lt;a href="http://www.puretaqueria.com/"&gt;Pure Taqueria&lt;/a&gt;. The one we went to in midtown Atlanta was &lt;a href="http://www.taqueriadelsol.com/"&gt;Taqueria del Sol&lt;/a&gt;. Yum! I highly recommend them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-9218940851153377793?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/9218940851153377793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=9218940851153377793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9218940851153377793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/9218940851153377793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-new-love.html' title='I Have a New Love'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-2278727211928732088</id><published>2009-02-12T07:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T07:00:00.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZOBoMeZk7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/7R8OvaMnkCI/s1600-h/54f6_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZOBoMeZk7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/7R8OvaMnkCI/s320/54f6_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301723713888687026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do fads get started? Who decides what jeans are "in?" What shoes are "cool?" What hair styles are current? I wonder who came up with this design for a purse? I mean, who would have thought that giraffe print would be hot? I'm seeing these purses everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-2278727211928732088?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/2278727211928732088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=2278727211928732088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2278727211928732088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/2278727211928732088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/fads.html' title='Fads'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/SZOBoMeZk7I/AAAAAAAAAuI/7R8OvaMnkCI/s72-c/54f6_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-4489566455004715994</id><published>2009-02-11T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:10:24.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Temptation</title><content type='html'>Check out this commercial from Axe. My first time to see it was this weekend at the movies. The theater was packed with women and it seemed to evoke a variety of reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEpfTicDVUE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEpfTicDVUE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6802911454509664592-4489566455004715994?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/4489566455004715994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=4489566455004715994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4489566455004715994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/4489566455004715994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/dark-temptation.html' title='Dark Temptation'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6802911454509664592.post-3451830106429843176</id><published>2009-02-11T18:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:44:06.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emergent church'/><title type='text'>The Emerging Church</title><content type='html'>The other day at lunch with some friends the question of the Emergent Church came up. I couldn't really answer definitively what the Emergent Church is. I've "heard" some things about it. What I have heard tends to be negative, but I wanted to do my own research and not depend on what others are saying.  Clearly, it's going to take more than a couple hours of reading to figure this church out. On their Web site, &lt;a href="http://www.emergentvillage.com/"&gt;www.emergentvillage.com&lt;/a&gt;, I discovered some basics about this movement.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p&gt;What does Emergent Village believe? According to their Web site they state: "We believe in God, beauty, future, and hope – but you won’t find a traditional statement of faith here. We don’t have a problem with faith, but with statements. Whereas statements of faith and doctrine have a tendency to stifle friendships, we hope to further conversation and action around the things of God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Our dream is to join in the activity of God in the world wherever we are able, partnering with God as God’s dreams for our world come true. In the process, the world can be healed and changed, and so can we."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They encourage "Cohorts" which are meetings with others to discuss theology. It seems they like to talk and "be friends." Apparently they also have churches, but the link to "find a church" wasn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing is said about the Bible. I don't know about you, but I base my Christian faith and beliefs on God's Word. His Word is truth, not what I believe or think about.&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/6802911454509664592-3451830106429843176?l=susanchildre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/feeds/3451830106429843176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6802911454509664592&amp;postID=3451830106429843176' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3451830106429843176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6802911454509664592/posts/default/3451830106429843176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://susanchildre.blogspot.com/2009/02/emerging-church.html' title='The Emerging Church'/><author><name>Susan C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17433918852586534990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jq9u6F2ZKi4/Seup3Np8rqI/AAAAAAAABAk/eXwJv7PAOa8/S220/SEC_banquet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
