<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968</id><updated>2011-12-14T08:55:04.509-08:00</updated><category term='childhood memories'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='beach'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='garden'/><category term='winter'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='police'/><category term='dishwasher'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='pool'/><category term='summer'/><category term='mark'/><category term='spring break'/><category term='marin'/><category term='bad days'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='age'/><category term='kentucky derby'/><category term='piano'/><category term='grandpa'/><category term='notes'/><category term='baseball'/><category term='baptism'/><category term='Maddens'/><category term='mother&apos;s day'/><category term='reading'/><category term='jack'/><category term='me'/><category term='me time'/><category term='injuries'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='justin'/><category term='students'/><category term='jodie'/><category term='ellinor'/><category term='Chris'/><category term='broken bones'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='games'/><category term='music'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='car trouble'/><category term='playdates'/><category term='running'/><category term='dress clothes'/><category term='church'/><category term='mini van'/><category term='food'/><category term='jake'/><category term='play'/><category term='Kadie'/><category term='sick'/><category term='family pics'/><category term='snow'/><category term='park'/><title type='text'>widow to the theatre</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6999796111975526509</id><published>2011-12-10T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T16:27:06.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Braggart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sphzH8JkAjU/TuP0d7l7wvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-WVQxovBl7Y/s1600/2011%2BDecember%2B206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684655949721879282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sphzH8JkAjU/TuP0d7l7wvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-WVQxovBl7Y/s400/2011%2BDecember%2B206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first time in my life I ran a 10k (sounds way further than 6 miles)&lt;br /&gt;AND I didn't stop once! &lt;br /&gt;I won't post my time here...you may argue that my running pace is close to a brisk walk and that's not really the point.  The point is...I did it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been training for this.  What I have been doing is crossfit.  You can check out the workouts on my friend's blog &lt;a href="http://www.calicrossfit.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.calicrossfit.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;  They are short and easy.  Short because they average about 15 minutes and easy because I can do them at home.   I've  been doing the workouts for about 4 months.  Occasionally there is running involved but it is mostly strength training.  I really love it!  I'm addicted! You should try it too.  Let me know when you're ready to run your first 10k and I'll join you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6999796111975526509?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6999796111975526509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6999796111975526509' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6999796111975526509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6999796111975526509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/12/braggart.html' title='Braggart'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sphzH8JkAjU/TuP0d7l7wvI/AAAAAAAAAmI/-WVQxovBl7Y/s72-c/2011%2BDecember%2B206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4625903447861605558</id><published>2011-11-05T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T22:00:20.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family pics'/><title type='text'>Cheese!</title><content type='html'>Go check us out here &lt;a href="http://http://harlowphoto.com/blog/"&gt;http://http://harlowphoto.com/blog/&lt;/a&gt;.  Then book a session with Denae.  She's amazing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-4625903447861605558?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4625903447861605558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4625903447861605558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4625903447861605558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4625903447861605558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/11/cheese.html' title='Cheese!'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8518205973414295849</id><published>2011-09-28T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T22:12:12.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>Saucy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJs7yPzuAyU/ToP9XcAjjcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/txXznBgKCvk/s1600/2011%2Bseptember%2B127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657644136004816322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJs7yPzuAyU/ToP9XcAjjcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/txXznBgKCvk/s400/2011%2Bseptember%2B127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jack and his classmates learned how to and helped make applesauce at school.  He has talked nonstop about the project to anyone who will listen including complete strangers trying to enjoy a romantic picnic lunch at the park (they're own fault for choosing a park next to an elementary school).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"Well...did you know I know all about making applesauce?" jack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I think you may have mentioned it." me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"All's you do is cut up some apples...any color you want.  I even used a real kid knife.  Then you put them in this cooking pot with...some sugar and a little bit of cinnamon.  Then it cooks all by itself...you don't even have to stir it or put anything else in it.  Then it just has to cook all night and maybe all day.  And that's it...you eat it.  And it's really good!  Should we go buy some apples?  It's really good.  And I already know how to make it. (and...repeat)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we finally bought apples.  It was a good day so Jack was allowed to wield a real grownup knife.  I'll let you know in the morning how yummy it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8518205973414295849?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8518205973414295849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8518205973414295849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8518205973414295849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8518205973414295849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/09/saucy.html' title='Saucy'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJs7yPzuAyU/ToP9XcAjjcI/AAAAAAAAAmA/txXznBgKCvk/s72-c/2011%2Bseptember%2B127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8251566062243346787</id><published>2011-09-20T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T08:41:40.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><title type='text'>Grapes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Coj4KJH3j3k/Tniy-vIajMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/D1Go8Kk6Bd8/s1600/grapes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 283px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654466123037052098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Coj4KJH3j3k/Tniy-vIajMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/D1Go8Kk6Bd8/s400/grapes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chris' latest play, The Grapes of Wrath, opened last Friday at Heritage High School...and it was GOOD! You should come see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed 9/21 7pm, tickets only $5&lt;br /&gt;Thur 9/22 7pm, tickets only $5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$10 adult, $ students&lt;br /&gt;Thur 9/20 7pm&lt;br /&gt;Fri 9/30 7pm&lt;br /&gt;Sat 10/1 2pm, final matinee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: I would consider this play to be PG13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8251566062243346787?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8251566062243346787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8251566062243346787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8251566062243346787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8251566062243346787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/09/grapes.html' title='Grapes'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Coj4KJH3j3k/Tniy-vIajMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/D1Go8Kk6Bd8/s72-c/grapes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1552634361578637796</id><published>2011-09-11T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:45:30.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>There was a little girl (boy) who....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hYxIog3pG4/Tm1E5xgirAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4kA1LEXjmUU/s1600/2011%2Bsummer%2B169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651248866752900098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hYxIog3pG4/Tm1E5xgirAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4kA1LEXjmUU/s400/2011%2Bsummer%2B169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good thing this boy's so cute!  It's probably the only reason I allowed him to continue to live this week.  You'd never guess that this sweet boy had to be picked up in the Principal's office for yelling and throwing chairs.   I now try to avoid making eye contact with his teacher.  Some days I'd rather not have the daily behavioral update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My saving grace??  The same teacher also taught my girls so she can't think the behavioral problems are all my fault....right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1552634361578637796?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1552634361578637796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1552634361578637796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1552634361578637796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1552634361578637796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-was-little-girl-boy-who.html' title='There was a little girl (boy) who....'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_hYxIog3pG4/Tm1E5xgirAI/AAAAAAAAAlo/4kA1LEXjmUU/s72-c/2011%2Bsummer%2B169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6992933164455243863</id><published>2011-09-01T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:26:10.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_n88jlU0tU/TmBZZ5HwIYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KzU8lqmlPIo/s1600/jack%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bgame%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647612234087539074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_n88jlU0tU/TmBZZ5HwIYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KzU8lqmlPIo/s400/jack%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bgame%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack's first Giant's game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Little did he know that we were setting him up for a lifetime of torture.  If  you don't follow baseball August was an absolutely horrific month for the Giants.  And it's seriously affecting my husbands happy thoughts.  Everyone, please send happy thoughts to the Giants.  They need a sweep this weekend.  And I need a happy husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6992933164455243863?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6992933164455243863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6992933164455243863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6992933164455243863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6992933164455243863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/09/jacks-first-giants-game.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g_n88jlU0tU/TmBZZ5HwIYI/AAAAAAAAAlg/KzU8lqmlPIo/s72-c/jack%2527s%2Bfirst%2Bgame%2B003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8549467794691408263</id><published>2011-08-24T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:13:16.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>Head out on the Highway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTHIMsL5-iw/TlWB_vscCNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZFgr-ApGk2c/s1600/DSC08352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644560640113379538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTHIMsL5-iw/TlWB_vscCNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZFgr-ApGk2c/s400/DSC08352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Has anyone else been traveling Hwy 4 lately.  It doesn't matter the time of day there's always a back up and with all the new construction it's only become worse.  Wish there was a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Costco&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Brentwood&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8549467794691408263?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8549467794691408263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8549467794691408263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8549467794691408263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8549467794691408263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/08/head-out-on-highway.html' title='Head out on the Highway'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTHIMsL5-iw/TlWB_vscCNI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZFgr-ApGk2c/s72-c/DSC08352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3013361500030775129</id><published>2011-08-18T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:00:30.194-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngN4K6Lw5n4/Tk3Cab1X36I/AAAAAAAAAlI/ve7IbLzNTsk/s1600/2011%2Bsummer%2B277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642379667569106850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngN4K6Lw5n4/Tk3Cab1X36I/AAAAAAAAAlI/ve7IbLzNTsk/s400/2011%2Bsummer%2B277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks into school and all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marin, 9, 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade&lt;br /&gt;Jack, 5, Kindergarten (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yippeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;Ell, 6, 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3013361500030775129?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3013361500030775129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3013361500030775129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3013361500030775129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3013361500030775129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-in-saddle.html' title='Back in the Saddle'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ngN4K6Lw5n4/Tk3Cab1X36I/AAAAAAAAAlI/ve7IbLzNTsk/s72-c/2011%2Bsummer%2B277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-637142550138154991</id><published>2011-08-18T18:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T18:47:22.015-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>The s'more whisperer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-es9Mr_icxqQ/Tk3AZp0v2PI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tytuHB46th4/s1600/2011%2Bsummer%2B111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642377455121455346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-es9Mr_icxqQ/Tk3AZp0v2PI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tytuHB46th4/s400/2011%2Bsummer%2B111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-637142550138154991?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/637142550138154991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=637142550138154991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/637142550138154991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/637142550138154991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/08/smore-whisperer.html' title='The s&apos;more whisperer'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-es9Mr_icxqQ/Tk3AZp0v2PI/AAAAAAAAAk4/tytuHB46th4/s72-c/2011%2Bsummer%2B111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4143908356076720945</id><published>2011-08-15T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:29:25.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Dynamic Duo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;"Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-957f4d5b24861aea" 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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D957f4d5b24861aea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F0B21BEC05538C0CBACC77FCE91C6CCD1D84337.3582FE84CE37A75FC90A8C149E52273C8EA3169%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D957f4d5b24861aea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dexe8X5RjfzIN0nTtD8YpM39LZag&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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D957f4d5b24861aea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F0B21BEC05538C0CBACC77FCE91C6CCD1D84337.3582FE84CE37A75FC90A8C149E52273C8EA3169%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D957f4d5b24861aea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dexe8X5RjfzIN0nTtD8YpM39LZag&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Special thanks to Aunt Jo at The Piano Studio.  Best piano teacher ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-4143908356076720945?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4143908356076720945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4143908356076720945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4143908356076720945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4143908356076720945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/08/dynamic-duo.html' title='Dynamic Duo'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-695870332246540487</id><published>2011-05-11T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:25:35.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Self discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4ov-xlOKwQ/Tcs2Pdf1__I/AAAAAAAAAks/ZUnJt8ZIETU/s1600/mothers%2Bday%2B2011%2B021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605633800436842482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4ov-xlOKwQ/Tcs2Pdf1__I/AAAAAAAAAks/ZUnJt8ZIETU/s400/mothers%2Bday%2B2011%2B021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Things I may or may not have known about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I am 32 going on 40.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Things I like to do include reading, laundry, sewing, and homework for college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. My favorite food is either tacos, hot cereal, veggies, or strawberries. (Guess I'm doing a good job hiding the chocolates.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My favorite color is pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. My favorite movie is "grown up ones". (Thankfully not adult ones.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I'm really good at cooking and shopping at Costco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. My eyes are brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I weigh between 40 and 136 pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I like to help my kids do homework and laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. My favorite sport is baseball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I like it when my kids do chores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605632806376313138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkpLIxLOfGw/Tcs1VmVWETI/AAAAAAAAAkk/EuqtT_or5q0/s400/mothers%2Bday%2B2011%2B024.JPG" /&gt; This note from Marin topped my list of favorites on Mother's Day. Another favorite...my rose bushes above which are loaded with blooms and smell amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-695870332246540487?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/695870332246540487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=695870332246540487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/695870332246540487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/695870332246540487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/05/self-discovery.html' title='Self discovery'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4ov-xlOKwQ/Tcs2Pdf1__I/AAAAAAAAAks/ZUnJt8ZIETU/s72-c/mothers%2Bday%2B2011%2B021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7606210595311573738</id><published>2011-05-03T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:13:33.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Appropriate Response</title><content type='html'>This Mother's Day when you're sorely disappointed in the gift giving abilities of your family here is an appropriate response. You may need to start practicing now so it will come out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8965f2dc88052b1e" 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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8965f2dc88052b1e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F483B7B1E8C1D7CE9BF96C5C5368BD47E5975B0.2E41FECEF6E7069D7890DAD8286572150C6A53E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8965f2dc88052b1e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLHLhjzw9pvRd9PN7kKqIeuJGN3A&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://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8965f2dc88052b1e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F483B7B1E8C1D7CE9BF96C5C5368BD47E5975B0.2E41FECEF6E7069D7890DAD8286572150C6A53E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8965f2dc88052b1e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLHLhjzw9pvRd9PN7kKqIeuJGN3A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Disclaimer: My children read my blog and I want them to know that every Mothers Day has been the best day ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7606210595311573738?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7606210595311573738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7606210595311573738' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7606210595311573738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7606210595311573738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2011/05/appropriate-response.html' title='Appropriate Response'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-850070327489298233</id><published>2011-01-11T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T12:41:28.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Frozen Green Thumb</title><content type='html'>My first attempt at a winter garden. Are you so impressed?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqhbJdJjBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/a4Yqd9GA99c/s1600/november2010%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551426978454277138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqhbJdJjBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/a4Yqd9GA99c/s400/november2010%2B008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqha4-rb3I/AAAAAAAAAiE/cjHN7gGbFAw/s1600/november2010%2B007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551426974031507314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqha4-rb3I/AAAAAAAAAiE/cjHN7gGbFAw/s400/november2010%2B007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank all those who helped make this possible...but mostly Mark for his back breaking work and Chris for providing the funding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-850070327489298233?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/850070327489298233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=850070327489298233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/850070327489298233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/850070327489298233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/12/frozen-green-thumb.html' title='Frozen Green Thumb'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqhbJdJjBI/AAAAAAAAAiM/a4Yqd9GA99c/s72-c/november2010%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1884354160368191839</id><published>2010-12-20T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T10:03:20.928-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the most wonderful time of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQquAMO56GI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mx3PtSyJFGo/s1600/november2010%2B050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551440808994531426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQquAMO56GI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mx3PtSyJFGo/s400/november2010%2B050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt_nqLyoI/AAAAAAAAAjk/lWPF0xVVBIA/s1600/november2010%2B056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551440799176837762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt_nqLyoI/AAAAAAAAAjk/lWPF0xVVBIA/s400/november2010%2B056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt_fmPNHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/zqGUcTBfqTA/s1600/november2010%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551440797012800626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt_fmPNHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/zqGUcTBfqTA/s400/november2010%2B066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt_Mj47_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/7zWU3fSAoAM/s1600/november2010%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551440791902679026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt_Mj47_I/AAAAAAAAAjU/7zWU3fSAoAM/s400/november2010%2B054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt-uF1FjI/AAAAAAAAAjM/I8vv86LzRkA/s1600/november2010%2B063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551440783723533874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqt-uF1FjI/AAAAAAAAAjM/I8vv86LzRkA/s400/november2010%2B063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1884354160368191839?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1884354160368191839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1884354160368191839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1884354160368191839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1884354160368191839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQquAMO56GI/AAAAAAAAAjs/mx3PtSyJFGo/s72-c/november2010%2B050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1010884007108473706</id><published>2010-12-18T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T18:24:26.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Let's back up a bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One Turkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(thanks to Bret for providing the muscle. no offence to Chris but he was out getting frost bite with the other golfers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkxgTa-jI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LeUaTlDpVlc/s1600/november2010%2B018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430661079497266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkxgTa-jI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LeUaTlDpVlc/s400/november2010%2B018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 16 Place cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(designed and created by Ellinor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkxPoHPPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/o0wNXlINTVI/s1600/november2010%2B017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430656602881266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkxPoHPPI/AAAAAAAAAi8/o0wNXlINTVI/s400/november2010%2B017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; One Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkcHoD5yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/M9XGqBa6GVU/s1600/november2010%2B019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430293677926178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkcHoD5yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/M9XGqBa6GVU/s400/november2010%2B019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and One Birthday Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkblxsrgI/AAAAAAAAAis/FDOVFFFeZUU/s1600/november2010%2B010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430284591541762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkblxsrgI/AAAAAAAAAis/FDOVFFFeZUU/s400/november2010%2B010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Equals one fantastic Thanksgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favorite people. Thanks for traveling and spending the day with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkbUK3E-I/AAAAAAAAAik/W4HQS_M-0Nc/s1600/november2010%2B028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430279865242594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkbUK3E-I/AAAAAAAAAik/W4HQS_M-0Nc/s400/november2010%2B028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; little (don't hate me because i'm beautiful) sister and hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkbDbVY-I/AAAAAAAAAic/QOsGEsLthsE/s1600/november2010%2B027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430275370935266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkbDbVY-I/AAAAAAAAAic/QOsGEsLthsE/s400/november2010%2B027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the people that made all this possible, mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkahHF7WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1ecJuPNWRkw/s1600/november2010%2B026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551430266159230306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkahHF7WI/AAAAAAAAAiU/1ecJuPNWRkw/s400/november2010%2B026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little brother and super cute, i'm pregnant with twins wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5079037097961714968-1010884007108473706?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1010884007108473706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1010884007108473706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1010884007108473706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1010884007108473706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-back-up-bit.html' title='Let&apos;s back up a bit'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TQqkxgTa-jI/AAAAAAAAAjE/LeUaTlDpVlc/s72-c/november2010%2B018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7942574398266616445</id><published>2010-12-16T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:27:06.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>On the first day of Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jingle Bells one syllable at a time per person....ready...GO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e97ee6e95673fe9" 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://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e97ee6e95673fe9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3079BF4AA2BC13BCA25C2B2EC548674A8654F8B0.18164973AE49F07CE74F020E028DB67F36D38876%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De97ee6e95673fe9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHCU8fjUp5sefGPr4Q4Urg2AauA&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://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e97ee6e95673fe9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929962%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3079BF4AA2BC13BCA25C2B2EC548674A8654F8B0.18164973AE49F07CE74F020E028DB67F36D38876%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De97ee6e95673fe9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyHCU8fjUp5sefGPr4Q4Urg2AauA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7942574398266616445?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7942574398266616445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7942574398266616445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7942574398266616445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7942574398266616445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/12/on-first-day-of-christmas.html' title='On the first day of Christmas...'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-637461789179013591</id><published>2010-10-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T21:25:23.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><title type='text'>Meanest Mom Ever!!!!</title><content type='html'>I don't think I'm the only mom who's heard this spewing from their child's mouth.  If I am don't tell me....it won't help.  This comment or others like it (i.e. worst mom ever, i wish i had a different mom...) have never bothered me in the past. But today was different.  It hit a nerve...a big one. I try to make life fun for my kids.  Apparently I try a little too hard because they don't seem to appreciate my effects lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way home from school today, after hearing I'm the meanest mom ever, I knew something had to change!  First I called my sister for moral support (everyone should have my sister).  Then I put the kids to work.  They did chores for 3 hours.  They were allowed to practice piano and eat dinner.  Then my best idea yet...they each had to make a list,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"30 things Mom does for me".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rough day.  I find myself repeating these words from a children's book, &lt;em&gt;Lilly and the purple plastic purse&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Today was a difficult day.  Tomorrow will be better."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-637461789179013591?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/637461789179013591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=637461789179013591' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/637461789179013591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/637461789179013591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/10/meanest-mom-ever.html' title='Meanest Mom Ever!!!!'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5861972078356132029</id><published>2010-08-18T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:33:15.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><title type='text'>Really?!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504924376056235522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGVrjb44hgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_ccRQZY8D0U/s400/nap.jpg" /&gt;All this free time and what I really need is a nap.&lt;br /&gt;So all the playing and productivity will have to wait so "Nice Mommy" can last through the afternoon shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I'm too disappointed. I love a good nap. And now I can take one uninterrupted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5861972078356132029?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5861972078356132029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5861972078356132029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5861972078356132029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5861972078356132029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/08/really.html' title='Really?!!!!'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGVrjb44hgI/AAAAAAAAAhU/_ccRQZY8D0U/s72-c/nap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2198534417441302197</id><published>2010-08-14T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T14:16:11.402-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me time'/><title type='text'>What I actually did?</title><content type='html'>3 days of kids in school = (productivity) - (one splurge) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't go to lunch or the pool. I didn't catch up on tv or get much exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I did use this handy device&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505332434483563762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGberj_UTPI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ihgx7GZMtJM/s400/ipod-nano-pink.jpg" /&gt;to listen to my book while running errands (alone) and doing chores around the house. I find menial tasks more bearable when distracted by audio books. Did you know you can check out audio books from the library?!! This is my next "read"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505744648569509490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGhVllH-VnI/AAAAAAAAAh0/2ZezxzPQd9g/s400/ppz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then just because I could I went to a matinee.  I love going to the movies.  I'll have to have a talk with the scheduler at Rave so more movies have start times within my time constraints.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2198534417441302197?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2198534417441302197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2198534417441302197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2198534417441302197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2198534417441302197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-i-actually-did.html' title='What I actually did?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGberj_UTPI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ihgx7GZMtJM/s72-c/ipod-nano-pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5995345455552370004</id><published>2010-08-10T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T13:13:43.093-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me time'/><title type='text'>Indescision</title><content type='html'>Jack starting preschool today = free time for mom&lt;br /&gt;But what to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;matinee&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvypspNrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qlzEhgWq0p0/s1600/movie+ticket.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 69px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503873504344880818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvypspNrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qlzEhgWq0p0/s400/movie+ticket.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;catch up on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvp-cwEhI/AAAAAAAAAhE/w_OO80-H6iU/s1600/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503873355296543250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvp-cwEhI/AAAAAAAAAhE/w_OO80-H6iU/s400/tv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exercise? thankfully i got this one out of the way before school.&lt;br /&gt;i can only withstand so much guilt during my me-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvpnz5zEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/0T837CZtekI/s1600/exercise1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503873349219634242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvpnz5zEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/0T837CZtekI/s400/exercise1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; read my book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503873340792059858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvpIanN9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/eldvmOIxr9M/s400/book.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;read my book by the pool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503873342847306754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvpQEnzAI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Gxpmiv_6yK8/s400/read+by+pool.jpg" /&gt; go out to lunch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvoyyrpOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uYPsndjpbIU/s1600/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503873334987433186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvoyyrpOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/uYPsndjpbIU/s400/food.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the above?  Preschool doesn't last that long.  Guess I better pace myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just call if you want to waste a little time with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5079037097961714968-5995345455552370004?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5995345455552370004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5995345455552370004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5995345455552370004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5995345455552370004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/08/indescision.html' title='Indescision'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TGGvypspNrI/AAAAAAAAAhM/qlzEhgWq0p0/s72-c/movie+ticket.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8733678143547265975</id><published>2010-08-08T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:53:16.025-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>Mom, I can't find anything to eat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TF9e7IvRCsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ESByIf4dLcc/s1600/summer10+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503221639721061058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TF9e7IvRCsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ESByIf4dLcc/s400/summer10+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who told him where my stash is?!&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/5079037097961714968-8733678143547265975?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8733678143547265975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8733678143547265975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8733678143547265975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8733678143547265975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/08/mom-i-cant-find-anything-to-eat.html' title='Mom, I can&apos;t find anything to eat!'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TF9e7IvRCsI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ESByIf4dLcc/s72-c/summer10+017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3555274896950271091</id><published>2010-07-28T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T19:38:00.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>Like Father Like Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE0DxzJtG8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/o7VdMWWPk1A/s1600/xmas09march10+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498054874168630210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE0DxzJtG8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/o7VdMWWPk1A/s400/xmas09march10+121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE0DxSIsvuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HN6ftLHFdcw/s1600/xmas09march10+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498054865306042082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE0DxSIsvuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/HN6ftLHFdcw/s400/xmas09march10+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3555274896950271091?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3555274896950271091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3555274896950271091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3555274896950271091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3555274896950271091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/07/like-father-like-son.html' title='Like Father Like Son'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE0DxzJtG8I/AAAAAAAAAgE/o7VdMWWPk1A/s72-c/xmas09march10+121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8565309405997626201</id><published>2010-07-27T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:56:46.536-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>And so it begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE80oaQBXSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/y59u_b9jaNA/s1600/first+day+school+10+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498671538888596770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE80oaQBXSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/y59u_b9jaNA/s400/first+day+school+10+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sent Marin off to 3rd and Ell off to 1st yesterday (Jack starts preschool in a couple weeks).  We started the year off right by forgetting a backpack thus making us late.  Won't be the last time I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought about time passing me by.  Last year...where did it go?!  I feel like I just sent Ell off to Kindergarten and now she's in 1st.  Do you know what this means?  In practically no time at all Jack will start Kindergarten and all my "little" ones will be in school.  How will that be?  Sad?  Happy?  Lonely?  Joyous?  Liberating?  Busy?  I think a little of everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8565309405997626201?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8565309405997626201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8565309405997626201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8565309405997626201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8565309405997626201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/07/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TE80oaQBXSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/y59u_b9jaNA/s72-c/first+day+school+10+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3090711887796616948</id><published>2010-07-25T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T19:39:12.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>One Last Hurrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;School starts tomorrow! My girls are ready. I'm mostly ready. Many people I've talked to think summer break is too short in our town. I disagree. I think it's the perfect length...enough time to play but not enough time to get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did manage to squeeze in one more beach trip with these cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498029188137256114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEzsarOmhLI/AAAAAAAAAes/MabnPK7lMEk/s400/july10+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at Marin's leg! I love how my kids play in the sand without care...until it's time to load up in the van. The secret to ridding their little bodies of sand is baby powder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498029970690507266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEztIOd1ggI/AAAAAAAAAfc/ldITx0ABTmI/s400/july10+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498029224154560290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEzscxZy9yI/AAAAAAAAAfM/fCpAscciDNA/s400/july10+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498029216002229282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEzscTCIRCI/AAAAAAAAAfE/k1la1U3NQuU/s400/july10+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498029194027926274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEzsbBLDAwI/AAAAAAAAAe0/UzUj1-OfgEA/s400/july10+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498038197922719522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEz0nHS2ZyI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Z7RxM0OvSYM/s400/july10+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498029202787559714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEzsbhzgaSI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dryOpkZj0g0/s400/july10+018.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3090711887796616948?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3090711887796616948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3090711887796616948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3090711887796616948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3090711887796616948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-last-hurrah.html' title='One Last Hurrah'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TEzsarOmhLI/AAAAAAAAAes/MabnPK7lMEk/s72-c/july10+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5899357357051645247</id><published>2010-07-16T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T11:51:02.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>Guys and Dolls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Instead of directing Chris will be acting. He's excited to play the role of Nathan Detroit in &lt;em&gt;Guys and Dolls&lt;/em&gt;. I'm going to see it next Friday. You should come to. Here's the info...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 191px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494576743180156146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TECob7hgPPI/AAAAAAAAAek/SSt_1YSh1mU/s400/SME-2002-GuysAndDolls_Logo1.jpg" /&gt;Brentwood Art Society and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinsella Theater Group&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Present&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Broadway Under the Stars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Streets of Brentwood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Performances at 8:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 16, 17, 18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 23, 24, 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;July 30, 31 August 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adults $17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seniors/Students $15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For tickets call: 925-516-8500 x 203&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5899357357051645247?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5899357357051645247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5899357357051645247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5899357357051645247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5899357357051645247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/07/guys-and-dolls.html' title='Guys and Dolls'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TECob7hgPPI/AAAAAAAAAek/SSt_1YSh1mU/s72-c/SME-2002-GuysAndDolls_Logo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-9000049004735911394</id><published>2010-07-06T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:23:01.511-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><title type='text'>Stay-cation</title><content type='html'>Last year we wondered the west as homeless nomads. This year...the exact opposite. And it has been dreamy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides a couple visits from these cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492820703578430786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDprU-O0HUI/AAAAAAAAAec/NmzUraZYx2U/s400/june10+025.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been seen walking 2 blocks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491033710491886514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDQSESOQY7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/VtHeMTfs888/s400/june10+029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and lounging around this pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491033696655779138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDQSDereJUI/AAAAAAAAAd8/osqSRK54zg4/s400/june10+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491033704259961218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDQSD7AcwYI/AAAAAAAAAeE/yj9SX-dGgzc/s400/june10+039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492461221639414210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDkkYXps4cI/AAAAAAAAAeU/qzcH7W-dZGo/s400/june10+035.JPG" /&gt;Come and join us...we're there practically every day.  It's the first tan I've had in 15 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-9000049004735911394?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/9000049004735911394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=9000049004735911394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9000049004735911394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9000049004735911394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/07/stay-cation.html' title='Stay-cation'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDprU-O0HUI/AAAAAAAAAec/NmzUraZYx2U/s72-c/june10+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-9121310240501361892</id><published>2010-07-06T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T22:20:12.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>The Big 8</title><content type='html'>My eldest turned 8 in May, and in our church this means you can be baptized and confirmed.  Marin was super excited to have her dad perform this ordinance.  I think there were 9 other people baptized that day...all boys besides Marin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490944391433742738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDPA1OzU6ZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/WePHp9UcCFg/s400/may_june10+066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I love about Marin...&lt;br /&gt;1. She is always happy in the morning.  I need this because I am not a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;2. She can make breakfast for herself and her siblings.  Although a bit messy at times (especially when the milk jug is full) it buys me a bit more shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;3. She shares my love for reading.&lt;br /&gt;4. She plays with her younger siblings so well...and they love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;5. She is not a perfectionist. &lt;br /&gt;6. She doesn't stay mad.&lt;br /&gt;7. The way music touches her soul like her dad's.  From infancy her mood could be easily altered by music.  (Yes, I exploit this.)&lt;br /&gt;8. Her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490944399864698898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDPA1uNbGBI/AAAAAAAAAds/JszzPjyEwQM/s400/may_june10+069.JPG" /&gt; I feel blessed to have this "little" spirit in our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-9121310240501361892?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/9121310240501361892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=9121310240501361892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9121310240501361892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9121310240501361892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-8.html' title='The Big 8'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TDPA1OzU6ZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/WePHp9UcCFg/s72-c/may_june10+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4699444161326112236</id><published>2010-06-18T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:30:25.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Kind of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the middle of June and I'm wearing socks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TBxFRJXRoII/AAAAAAAAAdc/U0qcSlgWwWw/s1600/may_june10+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484334607104057474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TBxFRJXRoII/AAAAAAAAAdc/U0qcSlgWwWw/s400/may_june10+081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a sweatshirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TBxFQu3uihI/AAAAAAAAAdU/52g1QPD3Uyc/s1600/may_june10+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484334599992412690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TBxFQu3uihI/AAAAAAAAAdU/52g1QPD3Uyc/s400/may_june10+083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does it get better than this?  I submit that it does not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope the mild-summer-gods continue to smile upon us.&lt;/div&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/5079037097961714968-4699444161326112236?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4699444161326112236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4699444161326112236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4699444161326112236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4699444161326112236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-favorite-kind-of-summer.html' title='My Favorite Kind of Summer'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/TBxFRJXRoII/AAAAAAAAAdc/U0qcSlgWwWw/s72-c/may_june10+081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3689766756625912048</id><published>2010-05-09T21:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T21:20:21.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day to Me!</title><content type='html'>A successful Costco run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489221620367026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHd-2CfrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/NO4UVEpSMjo/s400/mothersday2010+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489233914503906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHespMIuI/AAAAAAAAAck/q7YkRrrV7ck/s400/mothersday2010+004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489250360729154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHfp6RnkI/AAAAAAAAAcs/K6YDsqy2Gtg/s400/mothersday2010+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489204426909154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHc-yzJeI/AAAAAAAAAcU/9mDsck6K5MM/s400/mothersday2010+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eH-pWh5SI/AAAAAAAAAdM/J8D1VoK0S9U/s1600/mothersday2010+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489782786745634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eH-pWh5SI/AAAAAAAAAdM/J8D1VoK0S9U/s400/mothersday2010+009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eH-Lb8htI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8VddLklUbBU/s1600/mothersday2010+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489774756398802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eH-Lb8htI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8VddLklUbBU/s400/mothersday2010+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A husband that knows my "love language".  (It's a gift card to Lowes so he can do projects around the house for me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489760003279890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eH9UehzBI/AAAAAAAAAc8/o18m8jWghFo/s400/mothersday2010+016.JPG" /&gt;And 3 fantastic kids who get more fun every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHgd9FtpI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lJ4y4SZ7NXI/s1600/mothersday2010+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469489264331175570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHgd9FtpI/AAAAAAAAAc0/lJ4y4SZ7NXI/s400/mothersday2010+010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Equal one very happy mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3689766756625912048?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3689766756625912048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3689766756625912048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3689766756625912048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3689766756625912048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day-to-me.html' title='Happy Mothers Day to Me!'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-eHd-2CfrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/NO4UVEpSMjo/s72-c/mothersday2010+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5861865100767874627</id><published>2010-05-04T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T08:25:28.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kentucky derby'/><title type='text'>Derby Recap</title><content type='html'>"The most exciting two minutes in sports" was definitely overshadowed by this derby party put on by my girlfriends. Here's Jack with his best bud Ryan doing a little pre-party-ing. Can you see the fantastic decorations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467475820761396194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BgSoKFM-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/CY0ZTiEdENE/s400/marchapril2010+063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the food....yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467475830482611762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BgTMXzLjI/AAAAAAAAAb0/SzUe-EDQE6s/s400/marchapril2010+064.JPG" /&gt; And the hats...fab!&lt;br /&gt;I won the prize for best hat...WHATEVER. I must have won by sympathy vote. It wasn't that great and I should have been disqualified anyway because it came from the high school costume closet. And another thing, I hate this picture because I look pregnant and I'm not...but my cute friend, Lorie, in green is...with boy number 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467475836484587682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BgTiuyEKI/AAAAAAAAAb8/l610bcJewvA/s400/marchapril2010+067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467475844663011554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BgUBMq6OI/AAAAAAAAAcE/xzjnc88dEaM/s400/marchapril2010+073.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, girls! So much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5861865100767874627?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5861865100767874627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5861865100767874627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5861865100767874627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5861865100767874627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Derby Recap'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BgSoKFM-I/AAAAAAAAAbs/CY0ZTiEdENE/s72-c/marchapril2010+063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3838158100333172816</id><published>2010-05-04T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T21:24:32.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Love notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a love-hate relationship with these beads.&lt;/div&gt;I love that they occupy my children for longish spans of time but they inevitably end up littered about my floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467473513094582610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BeMTbcEVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sj-wu1PyLTo/s400/marchapril2010+076.JPG" /&gt;This particular project took more than one sitting thus the very "polite" note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467473500172255202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BeLjSg_-I/AAAAAAAAAbU/aseE8R8-MbU/s400/marchapril2010+077.JPG" /&gt;"Do not tuch the beads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you do, I will not be glad. (mad face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I probly wont forgive you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took me a long time to make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marin (hearts)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467473524350515714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BeM9XD-gI/AAAAAAAAAbk/TAFCl8WImXY/s400/marchapril2010+078.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Fortunately no mishaps occurred and the finished product was stupendous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3838158100333172816?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3838158100333172816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3838158100333172816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3838158100333172816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3838158100333172816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-notes.html' title='Love notes'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S-BeMTbcEVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/sj-wu1PyLTo/s72-c/marchapril2010+076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7927234332490182410</id><published>2010-04-30T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T11:47:26.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>This girl is having a birthday soon.  It's a very exciting 8th birthday.  But that's not the point.  The point is she wants a party...a full blown, invite every friend I know party.  I usually give my kids a choice.  I can spend money on a party or money on them.  This year I was really hoping for something smaller and more intimate...like presents and cake with her siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465999747233131826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9shz1w0rTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/n9lRo-QAi4c/s400/marin+eater2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I need are some ideas.  What can I entice her with that will seem as fantastically exciting as a gazillion friends running around like mad men?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7927234332490182410?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7927234332490182410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7927234332490182410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7927234332490182410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7927234332490182410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/04/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9shz1w0rTI/AAAAAAAAAbM/n9lRo-QAi4c/s72-c/marin+eater2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5338323739961311227</id><published>2010-04-27T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:58:06.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>Latest Production</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9dOAYdo87I/AAAAAAAAAbE/rJGdugW4CSI/s1600/alice-in-wonderland1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464922441311122354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9dOAYdo87I/AAAAAAAAAbE/rJGdugW4CSI/s400/alice-in-wonderland1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chris' Seniors (high school seniors not retired seniors) are putting on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Alice in Wonderland".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It opens this week and promises to be kid friendly and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Showtimes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday, April 29th @7pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday, April 30th @7pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, May 1st @2pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tickets are $5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My kids are going Friday night.  Let me know if you want to join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5338323739961311227?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5338323739961311227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5338323739961311227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5338323739961311227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5338323739961311227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/04/latest-production.html' title='Latest Production'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9dOAYdo87I/AAAAAAAAAbE/rJGdugW4CSI/s72-c/alice-in-wonderland1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7403043071267411922</id><published>2010-04-23T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:16:36.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='police'/><title type='text'>Driving Lessons</title><content type='html'>I thought I was a pretty good driver.  But the other day these two men (may or may not be the actual photos) thought otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9Jn1fX7waI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M9JX0JNhhsE/s1600/police.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463543466606444962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9Jn1fX7waI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M9JX0JNhhsE/s400/police.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The first was a very nice police officer who thought I shouldn't be driving with expired tags.  Geez, so picky!  He didn't write me up for failing to turn my headlights on while it was raining or for failing to keep an updated proof of insurance form in my car.  He let me go with just a fix-it ticket.  I really really really hate being in trouble.  I think the only thing that got me through was the excitement of my 4 year old sitting in the back.  The policeman's lights were flashing AND he came to talk to US!  Jack thought this was the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463543462059253474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9Jn1ObzHuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/2dbypLeMU_s/s400/anger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second guy was not so nice and I think may have had one or two fingers extended...it's hard to remember.  He also had a very well functioning horn.  Which he demonstrated for us as he SLOWLY drove by.  Apparently I wasn't supposed to slow down when pulling to the side of the road.  Who knew?  Thankfully my kids were oblivious to the "man with horns".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all seriousness it was a horrible experience.  Who does that?  After I stopped wishing horrible things upon this man I started feeling sorry for him.  Carrying that much anger and hatred around is no way to live.  He must be a very unhappy person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7403043071267411922?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7403043071267411922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7403043071267411922' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7403043071267411922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7403043071267411922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/04/driving-lessons.html' title='Driving Lessons'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S9Jn1fX7waI/AAAAAAAAAa8/M9JX0JNhhsE/s72-c/police.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-251849819468635568</id><published>2010-03-22T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:01:50.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken bones'/><title type='text'>The park is not my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Two black eyes from a bonked forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S6e9mbPx3mI/AAAAAAAAAas/6nLhsUpUOVY/s1600-h/march10+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451534341801893474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S6e9mbPx3mI/AAAAAAAAAas/6nLhsUpUOVY/s400/march10+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; One broken arm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S6e9l2ZUieI/AAAAAAAAAak/W6N6eWsnCUw/s1600-h/xmas09march10+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451534331909802466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S6e9l2ZUieI/AAAAAAAAAak/W6N6eWsnCUw/s400/xmas09march10+128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All in the last 2 weeks.  Spring has just begun...it could be a long summer.  And I thought having a park across the street would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5079037097961714968-251849819468635568?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/251849819468635568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=251849819468635568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/251849819468635568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/251849819468635568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/03/park-is-not-my-friend.html' title='The park is not my friend'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/S6e9mbPx3mI/AAAAAAAAAas/6nLhsUpUOVY/s72-c/march10+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5092794253621434642</id><published>2010-03-15T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:47:12.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring break'/><title type='text'>the perfect spring break</title><content type='html'>It's 8:45am&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in my jammies (maybe for the day)&lt;br /&gt;I have a good book&lt;br /&gt;I have some good movies&lt;br /&gt;I have a stash of goodies&lt;br /&gt;And I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5092794253621434642?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5092794253621434642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5092794253621434642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5092794253621434642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5092794253621434642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2010/03/perfect-spring-break.html' title='the perfect spring break'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2790802550650342701</id><published>2009-11-05T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:39:34.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodie'/><title type='text'>Foot Bling - It's all the RAGE...literally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This is the culprit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400857647048880834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SvOzaj7M8sI/AAAAAAAAAaM/MJA5vGh2Mz0/s400/october+09+150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See where the back of the couch is separated? This is where I tried to remove my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pinkie&lt;/span&gt; toe....the one that cries, "wee wee wee all the way home." I too wanted to cry, "wee wee wee all the way home,"...or maybe something else... What is it about stubbed toes that brings out the "best" in me? I'm really glad I maintained enough composure to not teach the little ears nearby some new vocabulary words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside?  My littlest piggy is broken.  The upside?  I get to wear this super cute foot brace.  I know you're all jealous.  Well, stop by my house and I'll let you kick my couch.  Then you too can have a super cute foot brace like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400857635729222258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SvOzZ5wYqnI/AAAAAAAAAaE/-iixh9U33Ec/s400/november+09+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to kick my couch...you can still come over with sympathy gifts and if you're lucky I'll let you paint my toe nails.  Just don't touch the pinkie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2790802550650342701?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2790802550650342701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2790802550650342701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2790802550650342701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2790802550650342701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/11/foot-bling-its-all-rageliterally.html' title='Foot Bling - It&apos;s all the RAGE...literally.'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SvOzaj7M8sI/AAAAAAAAAaM/MJA5vGh2Mz0/s72-c/october+09+150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-378204858110022033</id><published>2009-11-01T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T16:40:02.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Call me Lazy</title><content type='html'>Chris and I went to our first every "Adult" Halloween Costume Party.  I'm sure you'd love to see some pictures but I'm suffering from a candy overdose and can't bring myself to get up from my comfy chair and download my own photos.   If you're still interested...you can go here &lt;a href="http://skiyoulater.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://skiyoulater.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and see our fab costumes and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-378204858110022033?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/378204858110022033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=378204858110022033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/378204858110022033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/378204858110022033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/11/call-me-lazy.html' title='Call me Lazy'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4950010381028340189</id><published>2009-10-23T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:30:43.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodie'/><title type='text'>Remember When...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SuKQPaAwLhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/dzfCNsuBB7o/s1600-h/jodie%2520%2526%2520chris%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396033897898192402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SuKQPaAwLhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/dzfCNsuBB7o/s400/jodie%2520%2526%2520chris%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still feel this young....is there ever a point when I'll feel like a grown-up?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-4950010381028340189?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4950010381028340189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4950010381028340189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4950010381028340189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4950010381028340189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember-when.html' title='Remember When...'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SuKQPaAwLhI/AAAAAAAAAZs/dzfCNsuBB7o/s72-c/jodie%2520%2526%2520chris%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7922727461348147821</id><published>2009-10-19T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:08:32.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><title type='text'>Shoes</title><content type='html'>Click here to see Ell the shoe model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dukenmorghan.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-looks-cute-modeling-shoes.html"&gt;http://dukenmorghan.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-looks-cute-modeling-shoes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7922727461348147821?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7922727461348147821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7922727461348147821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7922727461348147821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7922727461348147821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/shoes.html' title='Shoes'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-585771440589019001</id><published>2009-10-17T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:35:05.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark'/><title type='text'>Appropriate Road Trip Activities</title><content type='html'>Dear children of mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some examples of good road trip activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiling...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393635942687440802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoLUCup_6I/AAAAAAAAAYk/qFDQDyXu5BY/s400/summer-fall+09+127.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing on the computer...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393635964154662402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoLVSs1zgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/F49TtATdDF8/s400/summer-fall+09+129.JPG" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;And my favorite sleeping...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;quietly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393635957624469762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoLU6X6-QI/AAAAAAAAAYs/R1wingTmepM/s400/summer-fall+09+128.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (This is the newest member of our family, Mark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393635976476581890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoLWAmnYAI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Wri8z5tbltQ/s400/summer-fall+09+130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that I can spend my time doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393635987347632562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoLWpGecbI/AAAAAAAAAZE/rW1_It6blsQ/s400/summer-fall+09+145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393637280107880594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoMh5AiYJI/AAAAAAAAAZM/kVPD_0o-ltg/s400/summer-fall+09+146.JPG" /&gt; Compliance will ensure a happy and rested mother upon reaching our destination and who doesn't want a happy mom?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-585771440589019001?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/585771440589019001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=585771440589019001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/585771440589019001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/585771440589019001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/appropriate-road-trip-activities.html' title='Appropriate Road Trip Activities'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StoLUCup_6I/AAAAAAAAAYk/qFDQDyXu5BY/s72-c/summer-fall+09+127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1299233979812741882</id><published>2009-10-14T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:59:34.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fred Astaire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I captured Jack's dance moves yesterday.  I love his dancing but he doesn't like me to watch so I have to be sneaky and quiet.  Right now his favorite song is 'Devil Inside' by INXS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ad6ba65341b4cba" 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://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ad6ba65341b4cba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D750296CCB6B555DB9B1238AA195E97E419555BEC.88E2619FC1FCC47D3F4BE40FF5626760306D958%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ad6ba65341b4cba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0W25521jhqfEm1bKLFv3NIUXUjw&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://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ad6ba65341b4cba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D750296CCB6B555DB9B1238AA195E97E419555BEC.88E2619FC1FCC47D3F4BE40FF5626760306D958%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ad6ba65341b4cba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0W25521jhqfEm1bKLFv3NIUXUjw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1299233979812741882?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1299233979812741882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1299233979812741882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1299233979812741882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1299233979812741882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/fred-astaire.html' title='Fred Astaire?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7922338791288619515</id><published>2009-10-10T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:38:00.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><title type='text'>Princess or Warrior?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391060036384191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StDkij978xI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZDRR5HWD5cs/s400/summer-fall+09+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StDkjJr9PmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fyjbG8Abffc/s1600-h/summer-fall+09+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391060046509325922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StDkjJr9PmI/AAAAAAAAAYc/fyjbG8Abffc/s400/summer-fall+09+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Which one will she be today?  There doesn't seem to be much fence sitting for Ell...it's one or the other.  Let's hope for the princess today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7922338791288619515?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7922338791288619515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7922338791288619515' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7922338791288619515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7922338791288619515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/princess-or-warrior.html' title='Princess or Warrior?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/StDkij978xI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZDRR5HWD5cs/s72-c/summer-fall+09+077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1784472954955110753</id><published>2009-10-08T22:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T22:43:43.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Is this a good activity?</title><content type='html'>Never know what you'll get when grandpa's incharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390469966955672322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7L4ADN8wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/cdY6wGscEnY/s400/summer-fall+09+216.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390470632944493106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7MexDU4jI/AAAAAAAAAYM/FDevXhhJego/s400/summer-fall+09+215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7L3hUdYjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wIM2SIIgxcU/s1600-h/summer-fall+09+218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390469958706487858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7L3hUdYjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wIM2SIIgxcU/s400/summer-fall+09+218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7L28wLSWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_wmDhmHDgqk/s1600-h/summer-fall+09+221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390469948890630498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7L28wLSWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/_wmDhmHDgqk/s400/summer-fall+09+221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1784472954955110753?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1784472954955110753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1784472954955110753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1784472954955110753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1784472954955110753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/is-this-good-activity.html' title='Is this a good activity?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss7L4ADN8wI/AAAAAAAAAYE/cdY6wGscEnY/s72-c/summer-fall+09+216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8532965096722007738</id><published>2009-10-07T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:42:30.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>A Summer Reprieve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss0JBbBQMCI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bUokle2E1cY/s1600-h/summer-fall+09+183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974249069883426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss0JBbBQMCI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bUokle2E1cY/s400/summer-fall+09+183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss0FkHrb5ZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/3BAxtrsOWSA/s1600-h/summer-fall+09+187.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I did not pack proper winter gear the cold weather and snow in Idaho were a welcome change from the 100 degree Fall weather in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8532965096722007738?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8532965096722007738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8532965096722007738' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8532965096722007738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8532965096722007738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/10/summer-reprieve.html' title='A Summer Reprieve'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Ss0JBbBQMCI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bUokle2E1cY/s72-c/summer-fall+09+183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2578988509937994866</id><published>2009-09-15T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T16:29:13.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake'/><title type='text'>It's all about the pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ScZ1B9o65KI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AOUHA7lJLyc/s1600-h/jakes%2520birthday%2520pie%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316065086743962786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ScZ1B9o65KI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AOUHA7lJLyc/s400/jakes%2520birthday%2520pie%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't remember this birthday party. It might be the time when the cows got out and we all rushed outside to help herd them back in. When we returned my littlest brother had eaten/destroyed the real birthday cake so we had to use MY pie as a replacement. Can you tell how happy I was?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still all about the pie. I'd take pie over cake any day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...Pie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2578988509937994866?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2578988509937994866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2578988509937994866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2578988509937994866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2578988509937994866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-all-about-pie.html' title='It&apos;s all about the pie'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ScZ1B9o65KI/AAAAAAAAAU0/AOUHA7lJLyc/s72-c/jakes%2520birthday%2520pie%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7326430907665113688</id><published>2009-07-27T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:46:46.817-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>First Day of School Eve</title><content type='html'>School starts tomorrow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids are ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a hectic summer and we will all be glad to be back on a schedule. This year I have two kids to get ready for school each morning. To cut down on the morning madness I've decide the girls need to chose their clothes and lay them out for the next day before going to bed. I told them this and here is what I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363381793295639042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sm6PUxgvIgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/R2rXaKZjdy8/s400/july09+258.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363381792642434802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sm6PUvFABvI/AAAAAAAAAXE/nG97xkmren4/s400/july09+256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite part...the drawing of themselves. Did you notice Ell's hands? So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad they're excited for school. Let's hope it lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7326430907665113688?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7326430907665113688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7326430907665113688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7326430907665113688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7326430907665113688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day-of-school-eve.html' title='First Day of School Eve'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sm6PUxgvIgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/R2rXaKZjdy8/s72-c/july09+258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2872214331641896861</id><published>2009-07-26T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:32:25.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini van'/><title type='text'>Why I won't be buying a Toyota Yaris.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sm0l0H8tf0I/AAAAAAAAAWk/hwniZ7iwcLc/s1600-h/van.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a Toyota &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaris&lt;/span&gt; or as many people have pointed out to me, a Clown Car.  It's very small and maybe even cute...to some people.  And it's very economical as well.  (It got us to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival in one tank of gas.)  But it's not exactly family friendly...especially when your family has more than two people in it.    &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 149px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362983580804656482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sm0lJwYdLWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UFswNn7H2ag/s400/yaris.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks I've been stuffing my 3 children into the back seat of this two door &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;econo&lt;/span&gt; car.  What makes it even more fun is two of the these children still need help getting buckled into their car seats.  Marin's favorite part is being squished between two car seats.  My favorite part is counting how many times I hear, "Mom, so and so is touching me."  Chris' favorite part is being within hand holding range of his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this, you ask.  Why would I give up my spacious and roomy minivan with it's DVD player and oodles of storage space?  Well, it has nothing to do with the "Going Green" movement.  I was rear ended on the freeway.  Fortunately everyone was okay, even the other driver.  But my van was totalled and the nice man at the rental shop very apologetically handed over the keys to the largest car they had in stalk...a two door &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaris&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should soon receive the settlement check.  Hopefully we get enough money to upgrade from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Yaris&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2872214331641896861?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2872214331641896861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2872214331641896861' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2872214331641896861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2872214331641896861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-i-wont-be-buying-toyota-yaris.html' title='Why I won&apos;t be buying a Toyota Yaris.'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sm0lJwYdLWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/UFswNn7H2ag/s72-c/yaris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1319757658904024702</id><published>2009-05-24T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:47:47.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Mother/Wife of the Year</title><content type='html'>Why I deserve the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I agreed to host a birthday party for my 7 year old and all her classmates in the middle of our potential move. Next came the making of this pinata. (I'm very sad I forgot to get a picture of the finished product. It was the head of the alien from Monsters vs Aliens.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339563718066980978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw6U7ySHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oQIB5kYGQJw/s400/may09+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the construction of the B.O.B cake. (Watch for me on the next Food Network &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Extreme&lt;/span&gt; Cake Challenge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339563712204493138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw5_GD0VI/AAAAAAAAAVs/uJzzCIE-XTw/s400/may09+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw6EWyr9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/1IgfveHbjWg/s1600-h/may09+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339563713616850898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw6EWyr9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/1IgfveHbjWg/s400/may09+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was fun had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339563721526420050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw6h0lIlI/AAAAAAAAAWE/9kDNqpxfToM/s400/may09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And to top off my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wonderfullositi&lt;/span&gt;...I got up early the next morning to prepare breakfast for this group of 25 teenagers. It was like trying to satiate a swarm of locusts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339563728976220914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw69kwEvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rTDxszlGRlw/s400/may09+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1319757658904024702?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1319757658904024702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1319757658904024702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1319757658904024702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1319757658904024702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/05/motherwife-of-year.html' title='Mother/Wife of the Year'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Shnw6U7ySHI/AAAAAAAAAV8/oQIB5kYGQJw/s72-c/may09+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2450228924348991008</id><published>2009-05-14T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:49:27.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day, for me, is often all about the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335359343081677026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SgsBDflx4OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Sz5w-n86slA/s400/may09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately this was my Mother's Day dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fortunately breakfast was really yummy and very filling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2450228924348991008?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2450228924348991008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2450228924348991008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2450228924348991008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2450228924348991008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SgsBDflx4OI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Sz5w-n86slA/s72-c/may09+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-9060166215582975422</id><published>2009-05-13T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:00:58.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>First Born - no longer so little</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My oldest has turned 7. She used to be so little...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sgs4V4moXEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1XBMNDXMxt4/s1600-h/DOCUME~1ChrisLOCALS~1Tempnsmail85.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335420132173306946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sgs4V4moXEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1XBMNDXMxt4/s400/DOCUME~1ChrisLOCALS~1Tempnsmail85.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and so cute. (can you see jack in this picture?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sgs4V4CqWhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h_Z689yv1HI/s1600-h/DC+trip+03+and+stuff+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335420132022442514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sgs4V4CqWhI/AAAAAAAAAVU/h_Z689yv1HI/s400/DC+trip+03+and+stuff+138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's still so cute just not so little anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335420135043878898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sgs4WDTBz_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/As7GRtfcKw4/s400/may09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Marin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-9060166215582975422?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/9060166215582975422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=9060166215582975422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9060166215582975422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9060166215582975422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-born-no-longer-so-little.html' title='First Born - no longer so little'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sgs4V4moXEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/1XBMNDXMxt4/s72-c/DOCUME~1ChrisLOCALS~1Tempnsmail85.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-484710818682004243</id><published>2009-05-13T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:31:14.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><title type='text'>I was tagged</title><content type='html'>I pull up my sister's blog...now i'm required to immediately take a picture of myself and post it.  No big deal...I've showered...have a little make-up on.  How bad could I look?  Now I look at my picture.  When did I get so OLD?!  I'm actually surprised this is me.  I don't recognize myself.  I thought I still looked like "the me" in my wedding photos.  Yeah, so that was nearly 14 years ago, but I don't feel any older.  I wonder if I will ever feel grown-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SgsrwuSaXpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/euYvr0OLUx0/s1600-h/may09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335406299609456274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SgsrwuSaXpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/euYvr0OLUx0/s400/may09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-484710818682004243?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/484710818682004243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=484710818682004243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/484710818682004243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/484710818682004243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-tagged.html' title='I was tagged'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SgsrwuSaXpI/AAAAAAAAAVM/euYvr0OLUx0/s72-c/may09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3715113858158695848</id><published>2009-04-09T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:48:08.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress clothes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sd6IN9qTTVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BAYLNh80iTU/s1600-h/P4040051%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322841583070170450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sd6IN9qTTVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BAYLNh80iTU/s400/P4040051%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People often wonder how Chris and I are a couple because we are opposites in almost every way. This photo reminded me of one of those differences. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dress Clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You might catch me dressed up on a Sunday for about 3 hours and 10 minutes (3 hours of church meetings, 7 minutes before church and 3 minutes after...I can't get those nylons off fast enough.) Chris on the other hand can be found in a shirt and tie just about anywhere....church, work, riding his bike, jumping on the trampoline, mowing the lawn...the list is endless. Here we are at a friend's birthday party on a Saturday afternoon. I'm glad he still loves me...jeans, t-shirt, and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclaimer:  Chris actually had to attend a meeting after the party.  But finding him in a shirt and tie on any given Saturday afternoon would not be out of character for him&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3715113858158695848?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3715113858158695848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3715113858158695848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3715113858158695848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3715113858158695848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/04/people-often-wonder-how-chris-and-i-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sd6IN9qTTVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/BAYLNh80iTU/s72-c/P4040051%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6556834853476511742</id><published>2009-03-22T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:36:51.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jodie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justin'/><title type='text'>Revisiting Childhood</title><content type='html'>Recently my father has begun writing his life story. I'm not sure how the actual writing is going but as he sorts through old photo albums he has transferred many photos to digital form and shared them with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular photo holds many memories for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ScUPX1muvpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/87ysp6BU8aE/s1600-h/kids%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315671837381672594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ScUPX1muvpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/87ysp6BU8aE/s400/kids%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My childhood house was really cold.&lt;/span&gt; I'm pretty sure that all houses in Idaho should have insulation because it's really cold during the winter. I'm also pretty sure the house we grew up in did not have insulation. This is why we look so cold even though we are wearing footy pajamas AND socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The orange plaid couch&lt;/span&gt; mostly reminds me of my first babysitting job. This is the couch we caught on fire and tried to burn the house down with. My parents left me in charge while they and my older brother went to a church activity. My siblings and I fell asleep on and around this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stylin&lt;/span&gt;' couch with a portable heater close by...too close by. We woke to a smoldering couch cushion. I called my parents, they told me to dump some water on it and go next door to grandma's house (she was out of town). Meanwhile the water failed to put out the cushion and when my mom got home the house was filled with smoke but not on fire. She pushed the couch out the front door at which time it ignited and burned to ashes. Sorry, mom, for the smoke damage. But you are welcome...for getting rid of that couch for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My super cute younger sister.&lt;/span&gt; This might be the only time in my life that I was cuter than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kadie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cousins.&lt;/span&gt; We grew up with many cousins close by which most of the time equalled a lot of fun. Notice the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gnarly&lt;/span&gt; shiner by brother has...this was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; one of those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6556834853476511742?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6556834853476511742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6556834853476511742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6556834853476511742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6556834853476511742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/03/recently-my-father-has-begun-writing.html' title='Revisiting Childhood'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ScUPX1muvpI/AAAAAAAAAUc/87ysp6BU8aE/s72-c/kids%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5510936807727323534</id><published>2009-03-16T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:45:24.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playdates'/><title type='text'>Play Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ellinor&lt;/span&gt; has never been a big fan of the male species.  This was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;conversation&lt;/span&gt; we had before preschool started this past fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ell, "Mom, tell Mrs. Greene not to make me sit by any boys."&lt;br /&gt;Me, "I'm sure Mrs. Greene won't make you sit by anyone you don't want to."&lt;br /&gt;Ell, "Just tell her, Mom, so she knows."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what brought on this boy phobia.  I like to tell myself it's just because I'm so much nicer and cuter than her dad that naturally she would gravitate to females.  But maybe I pushed the coed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;play dates&lt;/span&gt; a little too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ell and B.  Both under one.  We all know these "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;play dates&lt;/span&gt;" are not actually for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313992569992682834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb8YFnF6nVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/TmdY87PwOlI/s400/ellandB.bmp" border="0" /&gt; Thankfully kids are resilient.  Ell has come a long way since the beginning of preschool.  I've even heard her ask when B can come over again.  Here they are on one such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;.  Ell was "teaching" B how to make a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mii&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313993362604235426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb8YzvzPGqI/AAAAAAAAAUU/e7kjYpzxyZI/s400/feb09+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313991533776187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb8XJS4pruI/AAAAAAAAAT8/wzr2Pu2fo94/s400/feb09+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (Look, she's sitting by a BOY.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb8XKEELcrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Ataor9OOu6Y/s1600-h/feb09+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313991546977874610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb8XKEELcrI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Ataor9OOu6Y/s400/feb09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5079037097961714968-5510936807727323534?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5510936807727323534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5510936807727323534' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5510936807727323534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5510936807727323534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/03/play-date.html' title='Play Date'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb8YFnF6nVI/AAAAAAAAAUM/TmdY87PwOlI/s72-c/ellandB.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7717046948550058566</id><published>2009-03-15T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:29:16.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>My Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my little Jack-Jack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297116444226673378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SYMjVzgC2uI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zFz5v-nKXAw/s400/Picture_0512%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...at one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SYMkYMtCeVI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q7HmUb1tWB4/s1600-h/47b7d835b3127cce98548d45bd3700000027108AcsW7FuzaND%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297117584863426898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SYMkYMtCeVI/AAAAAAAAAR8/q7HmUb1tWB4/s400/47b7d835b3127cce98548d45bd3700000027108AcsW7FuzaND%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...at two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297119926738702130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SYMmgg3nTzI/AAAAAAAAASE/HqkbPj4OSwo/s400/winter08+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ...and now at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313275795110806178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbyML0lCwqI/AAAAAAAAATs/nGoKjYz6xJM/s400/feb09+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 2 was my favorite age so far. 3 is shaping up to be a bit trying. Pray that we both survive. I suppose I'm glad he's not as volatil as this Jack-Jack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313605224655016274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sb23zJQ40VI/AAAAAAAAAT0/XzsUWq_F-wY/s400/jackjack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7717046948550058566?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7717046948550058566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7717046948550058566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7717046948550058566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7717046948550058566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-boy.html' title='My Boy'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SYMjVzgC2uI/AAAAAAAAAR0/zFz5v-nKXAw/s72-c/Picture_0512%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2197565698871277759</id><published>2009-03-09T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:23:46.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kadie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Retro Snack Time</title><content type='html'>I love when my sister, Kadie, brings her family for a visit. To encourage this type of behavior I decided to treat them to chocolate fondue on their last visit. And, yes, it was as yummy as it sounds.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311404833015987538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXmjfo1_VI/AAAAAAAAATE/suS3ZBVvEek/s400/feb09+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dipped strawberries, bananas, pretzels (these don't work well with fondue forks), marshmellows, apples, and shortbread cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311404840474056354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXmj7a_FqI/AAAAAAAAATM/K1-ASHfF0SM/s400/feb09+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack won the cleanest face award which is pretty astounding for a two year old. Although, I don't think he could reach the fondue pot. I'm glad he didn't know what he was missing...more for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311404842038162114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXmkBP5csI/AAAAAAAAATU/_Imw9wc97Mo/s400/feb09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ell won the "I'm enjoying this the most" award. It's all about the dip whenever she eats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311404847166831282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXmkUWqurI/AAAAAAAAATc/MMxwXJRAzPY/s400/feb09+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What could make this treat even better? Someone else (Kadie) cleaning up afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311404855074240786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXmkxz8ORI/AAAAAAAAATk/ZgY3nx-mijE/s400/feb09+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come again soon, Kadie. I won't make you do the dishes next time. I promise. Okay, maybe not all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2197565698871277759?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2197565698871277759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2197565698871277759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2197565698871277759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2197565698871277759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/03/retro-snack-time.html' title='Retro Snack Time'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXmjfo1_VI/AAAAAAAAATE/suS3ZBVvEek/s72-c/feb09+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8848582721453002015</id><published>2009-03-09T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T20:51:26.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='games'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been asked to be the Activity Day Leader for the 8 and 9 year old girls at my church.  We meet twice a month for various activities...some educational some service oriented and others are just plain old fun.  At this particular activity we played board games and rotated positions around the table every 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXhS-CD4GI/AAAAAAAAASc/llMuBneDdK0/s1600-h/feb09+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311399051558903906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXhS-CD4GI/AAAAAAAAASc/llMuBneDdK0/s400/feb09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a picture of the Scrabble board at the end of the activity.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;...I'm thinking I should have explained the rules a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXhDS80QhI/AAAAAAAAASU/tC3GVWGulgE/s1600-h/feb09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311398782296146450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXhDS80QhI/AAAAAAAAASU/tC3GVWGulgE/s400/feb09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just looking at it makes me want to play Boggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8848582721453002015?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8848582721453002015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8848582721453002015' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8848582721453002015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8848582721453002015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-asked-to-be-activity-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SbXhS-CD4GI/AAAAAAAAASc/llMuBneDdK0/s72-c/feb09+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8040139521944426403</id><published>2009-03-03T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:19:41.879-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Music to My Ears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, let's snuggle on the couch and read books."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sa37wJl3JKI/AAAAAAAAASM/XQRdWJPgBu8/s1600-h/feb09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309176340366697634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sa37wJl3JKI/AAAAAAAAASM/XQRdWJPgBu8/s400/feb09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marin has always loved books.  We used to sit on the couch together and read and reread everyone of her books.  This was a daily occurrence.  A bit painful I must admit but the payoff has finally arrived.  We still sit together on the couch only now we each have our own book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a happy day when Jack and Ell can join this little party.&lt;br /&gt;I can just hear the blissful quiet as we each enter our separate worlds.  (&lt;strong&gt;quiet&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;separate...&lt;/strong&gt; those words make me smile)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8040139521944426403?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8040139521944426403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8040139521944426403' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8040139521944426403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8040139521944426403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/03/music-to-my-ears.html' title='Music to My Ears'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/Sa37wJl3JKI/AAAAAAAAASM/XQRdWJPgBu8/s72-c/feb09+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-9124464439865113892</id><published>2009-01-27T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:39:39.226-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>More than it Appears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To the untrained eye this is merely a piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX_T70OFw2I/AAAAAAAAARs/fDSskGv7DQ4/s1600-h/jan09+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296184711394476898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX_T70OFw2I/AAAAAAAAARs/fDSskGv7DQ4/s400/jan09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But to our resident car expert it is actually a parking garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX_T7u081QI/AAAAAAAAARk/tDa3Mok0Scg/s1600-h/jan09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296184709946856706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX_T7u081QI/AAAAAAAAARk/tDa3Mok0Scg/s400/jan09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/5079037097961714968-9124464439865113892?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/9124464439865113892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=9124464439865113892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9124464439865113892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9124464439865113892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-than-it-appears.html' title='More than it Appears'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX_T70OFw2I/AAAAAAAAARs/fDSskGv7DQ4/s72-c/jan09+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4398093830849071815</id><published>2009-01-27T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T11:10:00.799-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Sick and Tired</title><content type='html'>I don't consider myself an overly demanding person...but is it too much to ask that families only be required to suffer through the stomach flu once a year at the most. We started New Years Day with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; flu...therefor we should be exempt for the rest of the year? Right!? Then why did the sound of heaving wake me up at 4am this morning and again at 5am and continue throughout the rest of my morning and will most likely continue through the rest of the family? THIS IS NOT RIGHT!!  Not only is this the second time this year but the second time this month!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296045953350036098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX9VvCOS6oI/AAAAAAAAARc/44CKDu9dGfM/s400/jan09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for the moment all is well.   Ssshhhhhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-4398093830849071815?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4398093830849071815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4398093830849071815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4398093830849071815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4398093830849071815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick and Tired'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SX9VvCOS6oI/AAAAAAAAARc/44CKDu9dGfM/s72-c/jan09+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6569893245277475608</id><published>2009-01-11T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T17:34:03.586-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>The Skinny Jean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWqZrELmcNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3L__NLUDDbQ/s1600-h/skiny+jeans.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290209677435891922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWqZrELmcNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3L__NLUDDbQ/s400/skiny+jeans.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture recently popped up in a family letter from my dad.  What do you think is the funniest part?  My brother loves the pegged pants.  I think it's the super-high-waist-cut jeans.  And Chris wonders how anyone even noticed the pants...just look at that hair do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6569893245277475608?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6569893245277475608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6569893245277475608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6569893245277475608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6569893245277475608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/skinny-jean.html' title='The Skinny Jean'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWqZrELmcNI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3L__NLUDDbQ/s72-c/skiny+jeans.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4306255357614872540</id><published>2009-01-07T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:40:27.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dishwasher'/><title type='text'>Emptiwashaphobia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unloading the dishwasher. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288317379251066658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWPgo0HI1yI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mQzWgfVMK90/s400/dishwasher.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's such a simple task. Why do I avoid it? Why do I let the dishes pile up in the sink waiting for someone, anyone, to unload the dishwasher? I know it doesn't make any sense. Chris is also puzzled by my emptiwashaphobia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's the thing. I don't mind loading up the dishwasher. It clears off the counter and the sink and makes the kitchen look nice and tidy. I feel like I've accomplished something. But when I unload the dishwasher what do I get? Nothing!! I've basically taken clean dishes from one place and put them into another place. The kitchen looks the same. Nothing has changes. There's no payoff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The solution &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(proposed by my brilliant Mother-in-Law)&lt;/span&gt; .........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Two dishwashers! One for dirty dishes and one for clean dishes. I never have to unload. I just use the dishes from the clean washer until they've all been used up and transferred to the dirty washer and the cycle repeats. Yet another item to add to my wish list. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-4306255357614872540?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4306255357614872540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4306255357614872540' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4306255357614872540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4306255357614872540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/emptiwashaphobia.html' title='Emptiwashaphobia'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWPgo0HI1yI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mQzWgfVMK90/s72-c/dishwasher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7857203756654303182</id><published>2009-01-04T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:57:23.876-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas is a Wrap</title><content type='html'>I am usually anxious to pack up Christmas and all it's trimmings because the house feels so clean and uncluttered.  But now that I have everything packed safely away for next year the house feels kinda empty and sad.  I want my tree back.  But it is long gone...hauled off yesterday by the Boy Scouts.  Sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have taken advice from my good friend, Celia, and left my tree up.  Click here to see her tree plans &lt;a href="http://groundhogdaywithceliafae.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-easterbaum-o-easterbaum.html"&gt;http://groundhogdaywithceliafae.blogspot.com/2009/01/o-easterbaum-o-easterbaum.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Christmas but I do still have these snapshots of Christmas morning I can enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEroEzddI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nQIe0sQhci4/s1600-h/dec08+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287653322536482258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEroEzddI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nQIe0sQhci4/s400/dec08+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEYgjiAMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xiSdnfT6Cfg/s1600-h/dec08+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287652994100363458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEYgjiAMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/xiSdnfT6Cfg/s400/dec08+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEYCytniI/AAAAAAAAAPs/W_rcCWU2I-k/s1600-h/dec08+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287652986110975522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEYCytniI/AAAAAAAAAPs/W_rcCWU2I-k/s400/dec08+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEXzWrMdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/j5JktC95d9Q/s1600-h/dec08+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287652981966844370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEXzWrMdI/AAAAAAAAAPk/j5JktC95d9Q/s400/dec08+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I bet you thought this photo was of me but it's actually of Grandma and Grandpa Fallows.  Can you find them?  They joined us for Christmas morning through our video cams.  See...they are brightly shining in the background on top of the piano.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287653006064022690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEZNH49KI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ezgTthX3p34/s400/dec08+145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It wouldn't be Christmas at the Fallows without aebleskivers.  What's an aebleskiver you ask?  click here to find out &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%86bleskiver"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C3%86bleskiver&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287653016111452818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEZyjYkpI/AAAAAAAAAQE/anxw_xEdC-8/s400/dec08+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I'm still missing my tree.  If your tree is still up you should probably invite me over so I can enjoy it.  But I won't help you pack it up....it's too soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7857203756654303182?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7857203756654303182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7857203756654303182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7857203756654303182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7857203756654303182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-is-wrap.html' title='Christmas is a Wrap'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SWGEroEzddI/AAAAAAAAAQM/nQIe0sQhci4/s72-c/dec08+168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8152492316607608</id><published>2009-01-01T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T09:25:49.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something old into something new</title><content type='html'>This is our hand-me-down train table.  It belonged to the neighbor of a friend.  Although the top was worn and peeling I was thrilled to receive it because Jack is very much a train/car/truck man.  And Jack loved it.  But the more I had to look at the table top which is also our family room coffee table the uglier it got. So.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVz52AZirEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6mLMi1XVjEw/s1600-h/dec08+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286374768841501762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVz52AZirEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6mLMi1XVjEw/s400/dec08+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...I flipped over the table top and created this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286374759676761442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVz51eQf1WI/AAAAAAAAAPU/B8tWU_xxanw/s400/dec08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part...IN-N-OUT.  Jack's favorite part...the police and fire stations and the numerous parking lots where he can park his many matchbox cars.  I bet you can't wait to come over and play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8152492316607608?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8152492316607608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8152492316607608' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8152492316607608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8152492316607608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-old-into-something-new.html' title='Something old into something new'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVz52AZirEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/6mLMi1XVjEw/s72-c/dec08+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3089172092146784088</id><published>2008-12-24T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:19:13.615-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Casualty</title><content type='html'>Here are several examples of what our gingerbread house could look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283559363557334594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL5P2aGHkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ff6PStWLgbY/s400/dec08+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our house actually looked like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283557960719514482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL3-Mbfu3I/AAAAAAAAAOM/QE8JpjejSKU/s400/dec08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and then this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283557964963251186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL3-cPSA_I/AAAAAAAAAOU/tN1Vq8Nmd6M/s400/dec08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This is how Jack felt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283557974260935650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL3--4Ba-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/Ax1rwBrE51w/s400/dec08+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is how Ellinor felt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL5PpOfDeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/qS-o0s-otWY/s1600-h/dec08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283559360018976226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL5PpOfDeI/AAAAAAAAAOk/qS-o0s-otWY/s400/dec08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our house after considerable retrofitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283559366438719330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL5QBJEj2I/AAAAAAAAAO0/qzG9XAwpRHI/s400/dec08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;All's well that ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL39pJKrHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7Cvhvtob04Y/s1600-h/dec08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283557951247395954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL39pJKrHI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7Cvhvtob04Y/s400/dec08+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3089172092146784088?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3089172092146784088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3089172092146784088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3089172092146784088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3089172092146784088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-casualty.html' title='Christmas Casualty'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SVL5P2aGHkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ff6PStWLgbY/s72-c/dec08+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6310126077085312221</id><published>2008-12-17T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:34:33.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>Natural Instincts</title><content type='html'>At my house we have a book full of animal pictures including some captions.  One of the pictures looks a little like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUl8toN0uwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VMwqPofgxqo/s1600-h/lion+roar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280889161399974658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUl8toN0uwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VMwqPofgxqo/s400/lion+roar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The caption reads, "All this anger on the part of the adults only means that they are tired of being pestered by their young." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...what can we learn from this?  The louder you growl at your young the better...right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6310126077085312221?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6310126077085312221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6310126077085312221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6310126077085312221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6310126077085312221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/natural-instincts.html' title='Natural Instincts'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUl8toN0uwI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VMwqPofgxqo/s72-c/lion+roar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6061659488825815488</id><published>2008-12-15T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:31:44.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Singing in the Rain</title><content type='html'>These kind of days take me back to my childhood.  Nothing could be more fun than an umbrella on a rainy day except maybe a warm blanket and a good book on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUcqre5mCsI/AAAAAAAAANk/KedU2FV5h9Q/s1600-h/nov08+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280236014632569538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUcqre5mCsI/AAAAAAAAANk/KedU2FV5h9Q/s400/nov08+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did you notice how cute Ellinor is with her little crossed legs and raincoat?&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280239524214268610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUct3xHE4sI/AAAAAAAAANs/kiD17a6yRD4/s400/nov08+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUcqq4SxnrI/AAAAAAAAANc/cSDqw7x5vGY/s1600-h/nov08+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280236004269203122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUcqq4SxnrI/AAAAAAAAANc/cSDqw7x5vGY/s400/nov08+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6061659488825815488?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6061659488825815488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6061659488825815488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6061659488825815488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6061659488825815488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/singing-in-rain.html' title='Singing in the Rain'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SUcqre5mCsI/AAAAAAAAANk/KedU2FV5h9Q/s72-c/nov08+052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5738115720814151959</id><published>2008-12-12T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:22:10.971-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>The Doctor is In</title><content type='html'>I love listening to my children play together. The other day I overheard them playing a game I thought was called Doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Narian&lt;/span&gt;. I asked where the name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Narian&lt;/span&gt; came from. Marin said, "Nobody is named &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Narian&lt;/span&gt;, Mom, I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doctornerian&lt;/span&gt;...you know...an animal doctor." The only thing cuter than that is this sign they made for their door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST35zX8CfUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/U4OcpNY7lLE/s1600-h/nov08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277648999342570818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST35zX8CfUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/U4OcpNY7lLE/s400/nov08+018.jpg" 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/5079037097961714968-5738115720814151959?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5738115720814151959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5738115720814151959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5738115720814151959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5738115720814151959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/doctor-is-in.html' title='The Doctor is In'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST35zX8CfUI/AAAAAAAAAMM/U4OcpNY7lLE/s72-c/nov08+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5848324482556376755</id><published>2008-12-08T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:43:07.750-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>"Time rushes by like a mad swollen river" Part III</title><content type='html'>This is the one picture I have of Thanksgiving. What can I say...I was a bit preoccupied with all the yummy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277657761261296562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST4BxYoQG7I/AAAAAAAAANU/dy2RnmlsWQM/s400/nov08+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. when my family comes to town we all like to be together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the day after Thanksgiving is prime shopping time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my sister lives by the Gilroy outlets (which open at midnight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore...we all chose to stay with my sister and her family in their 1500 square foot 3 bedroom home. This explains the picture above.  You can't see all the kids but I think there are 5 on the floor and 1 on the couch and a couple babies in pac-n-plays. I had my choice of an air-mattress or a bunk bed but at least I had a bedroom. It really was super fun and Kadie was such a great hostess. I don't think she said one bad word the whole weekend...at least not out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides yummy food and lots of shopping we also took the kids to the beach.  Marin was mad when I wouldn't let her wear a bathing suit.  I think she wanted to prove it wasn't too cold to swim and promptly soaked herself from head to toe when she tripped while fleeing the waves.  Click here for more on our Thanksgiving fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://zollingerboyz.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-thanksgiving.html"&gt;http://zollingerboyz.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-thanksgiving.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5848324482556376755?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5848324482556376755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5848324482556376755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5848324482556376755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5848324482556376755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-rushes-by-like-mad-swollen-river_08.html' title='&quot;Time rushes by like a mad swollen river&quot; Part III'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST4BxYoQG7I/AAAAAAAAANU/dy2RnmlsWQM/s72-c/nov08+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7441198652861848194</id><published>2008-12-08T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:21:30.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>"Time rushes by like a mad swollen river" Part II</title><content type='html'>In this segment I take you back to 2005 just before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ellinor&lt;/span&gt; turns 1.  So cute I can hardly stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST389eLPYCI/AAAAAAAAANM/jmkNnLIdpwQ/s1600-h/Girls+Sept+05+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277652471350517794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST389eLPYCI/AAAAAAAAANM/jmkNnLIdpwQ/s400/Girls+Sept+05+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then forward a bit to 2008 where she is now 4 years old.  Still so cute but with a little more sass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651371009104882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST379bFZ2_I/AAAAAAAAAM8/65ygiYU_hdk/s400/nov08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a little birthday party for the big 4 year old.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Marin our guests were never lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650225718508226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST366wi2OsI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xE9p1HQAWiU/s400/nov08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Game Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650165163961810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST363O9hLdI/AAAAAAAAAMU/IE7q50wwmTA/s400/nov08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Parents Room is Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650203852758290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST365fFpXRI/AAAAAAAAAMc/A81nE4CRmRo/s400/nov08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650221743419714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST366hvHMUI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ujHow8k2_Lw/s400/nov08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Marin we had some decorations.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277650231815493874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST367HQe2PI/AAAAAAAAAM0/G4YRx8kBIZE/s400/nov08+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kadie&lt;/span&gt; we finished making the birthday cake mostly on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST379wdevYI/AAAAAAAAANE/DJMg1oTcscE/s1600-h/nov08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277651376747232642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST379wdevYI/AAAAAAAAANE/DJMg1oTcscE/s400/nov08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks to our friends and family we all had a fabulous time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7441198652861848194?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7441198652861848194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7441198652861848194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7441198652861848194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7441198652861848194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/time-rushes-by-like-mad-swollen-river.html' title='&quot;Time rushes by like a mad swollen river&quot; Part II'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/ST389eLPYCI/AAAAAAAAANM/jmkNnLIdpwQ/s72-c/Girls+Sept+05+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6585579865504316598</id><published>2008-12-06T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T18:50:14.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car trouble'/><title type='text'>Was it something I said?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;People are people so why should it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You and I should get a long so awefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So with different colors and with different creeds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And different people have different needs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's obvious you hate me though I've done nothing wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never even met you, so what could I have done?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't understand what makes a man hate another man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help me understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Depeche Mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/STx7lmdiSBI/AAAAAAAAAME/wuSwCWy775M/s1600-h/flat+tire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277228749281183762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/STx7lmdiSBI/AAAAAAAAAME/wuSwCWy775M/s400/flat+tire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My poor van tires were slashed Friday night in a church parking lot of all places.  Besides being terribly inconvenient I worried that someone might actually hate us enough to be this mean.  I hope it was just random and senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6585579865504316598?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6585579865504316598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6585579865504316598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6585579865504316598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6585579865504316598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/12/was-it-something-i-said.html' title='Was it something I said?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/STx7lmdiSBI/AAAAAAAAAME/wuSwCWy775M/s72-c/flat+tire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3602693440019569907</id><published>2008-11-18T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:21:09.776-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>"Time rushes by like a mad swollen river" Part I</title><content type='html'>I just can't believe it's December. Seriously...what happened. How did we get here? In an attempt to slow time &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(certainly not because I'm lame and never got around to posting my Halloween pics)&lt;/span&gt; I've decided to take us back a couple months to October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a local pumpkin patch which is very cute and fun for the kids. But I am so over it. By the time my 3 children are done with school I'll have had the chance to see their barn show at least 9 times. Some of you local mothers have 5 or 6 kids...how will you stand it?! This year I went twice. Once with Jack and Ell and Ell's preschool class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270136100290043250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNI3F_AHXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EpMSh2FFDq0/s320/oct+08+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270136117408830866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNI4FwcFZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0lDBPvSvuk8/s320/oct+08+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The animals at the pumpkin patch/farm are always a big hit. My kids think it's really cool that I used to raise baby pigs for 4-H and show them at the county fair. I won several blue ribbons and even a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trophies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270136126629903890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNI4oG6fhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/FnirSoZheY4/s320/oct+08+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And the second time with Marin's 1st grade class&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270139351861919762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNL0XCJgBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/C96H0s_WPJ0/s320/Halloween+08+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270139347687787602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNL0He9TFI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NFS4woMB3dU/s320/Halloween+08+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here Marin and her friend have lost their way in the corn maze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270139360867766322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNL04lT0DI/AAAAAAAAAK0/mv-aMK0IupQ/s320/Halloween+08+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the coolest Halloween mom. We don't have any cool skeletons or dead people adorning our porch or even fake spider webs much to Marin's horror. But we do manage to find some cute costumes after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rummaging&lt;/span&gt; through our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dress up&lt;/span&gt; box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270139366972185986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNL1PUt3YI/AAAAAAAAAK8/DcHnAWHxUhU/s320/Halloween+08+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we usually decorate a Haunted Halloween House....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270140179408513458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMkh4oabI/AAAAAAAAALE/-lTwIttpUno/s320/Halloween+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlkzm6iI/AAAAAAAAALc/Uv6q_GQJ16c/s1600-h/Halloween+08+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270140197372619298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlkzm6iI/AAAAAAAAALc/Uv6q_GQJ16c/s320/Halloween+08+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlY47iBI/AAAAAAAAALU/nVs5xTWu9Eg/s1600-h/Halloween+08+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270140194173716498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlY47iBI/AAAAAAAAALU/nVs5xTWu9Eg/s320/Halloween+08+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(beware the black frosting...it will give you really spooky teeth)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlNPQIWI/AAAAAAAAALM/GoJl8uzyeGk/s1600-h/Halloween+08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270140191046115682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlNPQIWI/AAAAAAAAALM/GoJl8uzyeGk/s320/Halloween+08+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and we've even been known to carve a few pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270140201443264146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNMlz-IBpI/AAAAAAAAALk/XzSh9ayBs-M/s320/Halloween+08+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Happy Halloween! Or is it Happy Holidays already? I can't keep up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3602693440019569907?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3602693440019569907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3602693440019569907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3602693440019569907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3602693440019569907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-rushes-by-like-mad-swollen.html' title='&quot;Time rushes by like a mad swollen river&quot; Part I'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SSNI3F_AHXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EpMSh2FFDq0/s72-c/oct+08+107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1593602922953828685</id><published>2008-11-04T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:26:28.219-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>All We Want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SRCrOjfRTzI/AAAAAAAAAJk/jGE-4UFRw5o/s1600-h/oct+08+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Grandpa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom won't buy us this great Cadillac from Costco.  Can you beleive it?  We look so cute in it.  AND we've been so good!  (except the part where we threw a fit when she made us get out)  Anyway we've been thinking...if you bought this SUV for Grandma then we might come visit you more often.  Just a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ell and Jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SRCrOHmPCiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h9P_qdyPcj4/s1600-h/oct+08+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264896223442045474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SRCrOHmPCiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h9P_qdyPcj4/s320/oct+08+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264896533505811234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SRCrgKrMoyI/AAAAAAAAAJs/vRg68PB94ZM/s320/oct+08+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1593602922953828685?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1593602922953828685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1593602922953828685' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1593602922953828685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1593602922953828685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-we-want-for-christmas.html' title='All We Want for Christmas'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SRCrOHmPCiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/h9P_qdyPcj4/s72-c/oct+08+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6135213837315778389</id><published>2008-10-30T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T08:16:58.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. President,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that you are currently going through a Bail Out phase and was hoping you might consider my situation as bail out worthy.  You see I have a 6 year old who is loosing teeth left and right.  In fact she lost 4 teeth in one week.  The tooth fairy was not prepared for this financial squeeze and is in dire need of your financial backing.  The state of our household economy and the reputation of a very prominent figure is riding on your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Marin's Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159477283092338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQp_qL-wd3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/WEdOdZScvr4/s320/sept+08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQp_qXeCD-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/_bZNrSTSyQo/s1600-h/sept+08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159480367058914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQp_qXeCD-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/_bZNrSTSyQo/s320/sept+08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263159492319370162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQp_rD_r27I/AAAAAAAAAJU/nfVzCjSl7vE/s320/oct+08+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6135213837315778389?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6135213837315778389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6135213837315778389' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6135213837315778389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6135213837315778389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/10/tooth-fairy.html' title='Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQp_qL-wd3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/WEdOdZScvr4/s72-c/sept+08+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3182767508124489250</id><published>2008-10-29T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:36:25.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still the best mom ever!</title><content type='html'>Ocean Beach is right next to the SF Zoo.  So guess where we went after the zoo.  Of course we were not prepared for a beach trip but does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262641112508383074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioNYttv2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/kUK7u445qrg/s320/sept+08+113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioNmz8jZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cze1pQJaEqk/s1600-h/sept+08+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262641116292615570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioNmz8jZI/AAAAAAAAAIk/cze1pQJaEqk/s320/sept+08+116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more do you need than water, sand and.............My Little Ponies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioNCdJZRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O9_v8oF8wyY/s1600-h/sept+08+111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262641106533311762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioNCdJZRI/AAAAAAAAAIU/O9_v8oF8wyY/s320/sept+08+111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's that you say?  Where's Jack?  Taking a nap in the car with mom.  It's hard work walking around the zoo looking for real animals.  Besides dad was more than happy to play with the sandy and wet but very happy girls.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262641126994527970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioOOrexuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xWbDKVnVsYU/s320/sept+08+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262641134660752338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioOrPQE9I/AAAAAAAAAI0/An5L2NwwmTg/s320/sept+08+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3182767508124489250?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3182767508124489250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3182767508124489250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3182767508124489250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3182767508124489250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-still-best-mom-ever.html' title='I&apos;m still the best mom ever!'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQioNYttv2I/AAAAAAAAAIc/kUK7u445qrg/s72-c/sept+08+113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7728707440455191591</id><published>2008-10-23T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:52:19.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Up Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQeJAqiHhAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8w5r9DHSwRE/s1600-h/sept+08+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262325334116107266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQeJAqiHhAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8w5r9DHSwRE/s320/sept+08+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marin missed the first grade field trip to the SF Zoo because she was sick. And because I am the best mom ever I promised to take her another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the pictures to prove my mommy bestness. Judging from many of the pictures below one might think we visited a sculpture garden instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260526337160262306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEk1QoGMqI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OSKoIrgPJcs/s320/sept+08+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260526328860458578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEk0xtRPlI/AAAAAAAAAHM/30KSMUGHYII/s320/sept+08+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260526311896415602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEkzygufXI/AAAAAAAAAG8/fgdA2ZuOayo/s320/sept+08+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEudA8so6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/I9C7Cv2TZW4/s1600-h/sept+08+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536915751117730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEudA8so6I/AAAAAAAAAH8/I9C7Cv2TZW4/s320/sept+08+087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536872605477138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEuagN-aRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/bm3fHugDxr0/s320/sept+08+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were real animals at the zoo too. Can you see the tiger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEuci7BdDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CGXp6NeOanc/s1600-h/sept+08+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536907691029554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEuci7BdDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/CGXp6NeOanc/s320/sept+08+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made sure to bring a stroller...notice who's sitting in it...not the littlest ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260526321553215026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEk0WfFjjI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2o7B4bIrAOc/s320/sept+08+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did we have fun? YES! Is mom the best? Of course! Is dad neat too? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536924971153362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQEudjS7N9I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4xRN0NX5f50/s320/sept+08+099.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Marin took this picture...not too bad for a first grader.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7728707440455191591?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7728707440455191591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7728707440455191591' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7728707440455191591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7728707440455191591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/10/make-up-day.html' title='Make Up Day'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SQeJAqiHhAI/AAAAAAAAAIM/8w5r9DHSwRE/s72-c/sept+08+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2751120510137516322</id><published>2008-09-10T18:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T18:32:58.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i didn't do it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SMhym0QxPUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kra25j5mjHg/s1600-h/summer+vacation+144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244567777262517570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SMhym0QxPUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kra25j5mjHg/s320/summer+vacation+144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, this is my van. And, yes, it just backed over this stop sign. But it wasn't me. This happened during my family reunion in Idaho. Apparently Chris felt he wasn't getting enough attention and thought this might help him steal the show (you know how he likes to grab the stoplight...i mean spotlight).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244569361445013554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SMh0DBzTyDI/AAAAAAAAAF4/QVN6bMBZtoU/s320/summer+vacation+149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No harm came to my van and my Uncle Klyn said, "Don't worry about the sign.  I know a guy who can come take care of it.  I do this all the time." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2751120510137516322?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2751120510137516322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2751120510137516322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2751120510137516322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2751120510137516322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-didnt-do-it.html' title='i didn&apos;t do it'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SMhym0QxPUI/AAAAAAAAAFw/kra25j5mjHg/s72-c/summer+vacation+144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-4694363593991219989</id><published>2008-09-08T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:22:41.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>arizona in the summer</title><content type='html'>Maybe you already knew this but Arizona is really hot during the summer.  We took a trip to Arizona this summer to visit Chris' grandparents, and it was really hot.  I'm not sure why anyone would choose to live in Arizona especially in the summer time and especially when these are running around your front yard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-862642a0f1195aa3" 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://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D862642a0f1195aa3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D287637625A8313005D4EE3A59BF6E01B99DE2DD7.4ECD5F09A2C70DCE46243192EB53B015DE6D1862%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D862642a0f1195aa3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzmITPQEJH05yWku6AxMX1mZxviw&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://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D862642a0f1195aa3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D287637625A8313005D4EE3A59BF6E01B99DE2DD7.4ECD5F09A2C70DCE46243192EB53B015DE6D1862%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D862642a0f1195aa3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzmITPQEJH05yWku6AxMX1mZxviw&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/5079037097961714968-4694363593991219989?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=862642a0f1195aa3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4694363593991219989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=4694363593991219989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4694363593991219989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/4694363593991219989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/09/arizona-in-summer.html' title='arizona in the summer'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1175919613054865303</id><published>2008-09-02T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:20.627-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><title type='text'>Walking Animals that Move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SI85MPBNjyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4kbM19Hd_nk/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+08+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228460574753263394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SI85MPBNjyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4kbM19Hd_nk/s320/first+day+of+school+08+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris and I took the girls to Marine World or rather Discovery Kingdom a few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a conversation I had with Ellinor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "Ell, what would you like to do now?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "I want to see the walking animals that move."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "oh, like the tigers or giraffe?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "No, remember the walking animals that move."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "oh, you want to ride the caurosel?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "Nooo, the WALKING ANIMALS THAT MOVE."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "let me call dad and see if he knows where they are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "Hi Chris, do you have any idea what the 'walking animals that move' are? No? Okay call me back if anything comes to mind."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "do you want to see the zoo animals...like the elephants?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "No, the walking animals that move."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "what color are they?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "The walking animals that move."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "are they furry?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "The walking animals that move."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "Let's walk around and see if we can find them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From around the bend walks Bugs Bunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ell, "see, mom, that's one of the walking animals that can move."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jodie, "oh, yeah.....(BIG sigh of relief)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1175919613054865303?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1175919613054865303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1175919613054865303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1175919613054865303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1175919613054865303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/07/walking-animals-that-move.html' title='Walking Animals that Move'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SI85MPBNjyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4kbM19Hd_nk/s72-c/first+day+of+school+08+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7253372078849009815</id><published>2008-08-25T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T17:21:21.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend to Remember</title><content type='html'>Friday 11:00pm - Load 3 sleeping children into the minivan&lt;br /&gt;Friday 11:15pm - Pick up husband from high school dance&lt;br /&gt;Friday 11:30pm - Drive 695.33 miles to Idaho&lt;br /&gt;Friday 3:00am - Take my turn driving&lt;br /&gt;Friday 3:30am - 3 year old crying hysterically because mom is driving not sitting by her&lt;br /&gt;Friday 3:31am - Let husband drive&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 9:30am - Arrive in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gooding&lt;/span&gt;, Idaho - take a nap while children play with cousins&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 5:00pm - Wake up from nap&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 6:00am - Prepare to leave for Twin Falls&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 7:30am - Arrive at Twin Falls Temple&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 7:31am - Wonder why we came so early - the ceremony starts at 9:00am&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 9:15am - Watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cornerstone&lt;/span&gt; ceremony&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 4:30pm - Begin 695.33 mile drive back to California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the link below to see why this trip was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/1,5143,700253549,00.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.deseretnews.com/article/1,5143,700253549,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7253372078849009815?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7253372078849009815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7253372078849009815' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7253372078849009815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7253372078849009815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-to-remember.html' title='A Weekend to Remember'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-5270074465217491041</id><published>2008-08-14T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:45:35.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Day</title><content type='html'>Marin got her first shiner last night...AND...tomorrow is picture day at Marin's elementary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKTtBK-tPFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tVO4rvWb9ws/s1600-h/black+eye+08+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234569271294377042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKTtBK-tPFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tVO4rvWb9ws/s320/black+eye+08+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-5270074465217491041?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5270074465217491041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=5270074465217491041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5270074465217491041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/5270074465217491041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/08/picture-day.html' title='Picture Day'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKTtBK-tPFI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tVO4rvWb9ws/s72-c/black+eye+08+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6981124711817773570</id><published>2008-08-13T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T13:21:28.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><title type='text'>Snack Time</title><content type='html'>The cutest thing about this picture is Ellinor did this all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKNB7ynDOpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Qp7f1glw1k8/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+08+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234099687388297874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKNB7ynDOpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Qp7f1glw1k8/s320/first+day+of+school+08+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6981124711817773570?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6981124711817773570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6981124711817773570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6981124711817773570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6981124711817773570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/08/snack-time.html' title='Snack Time'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKNB7ynDOpI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/Qp7f1glw1k8/s72-c/first+day+of+school+08+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1810061303819562336</id><published>2008-08-12T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:50:36.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School's in Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Marin informed me that today was her 12th day of school. Yes, school here starts in July. I'm never quite ready for school to start so soon. However, the kids never have a chance to get bored with their summer break. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's Marin on her first day of 1st grade. It has been an adjustment. Last year she had afternoon kindergarten. Now we have to get up and ready for early morning school everyday. This does not make me look forward to early morning seminary. When I went to early morning seminary back in the day I was able to drive myself. Yes, I got my driver's license at the tender age of 14. Idaho is different from California is many other ways too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKINEe_QJmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/V0m5LXxsoGw/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+08+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233760087646938722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKINEe_QJmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/V0m5LXxsoGw/s320/first+day+of+school+08+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And here's my little Ellinor. She started preschool last week. I love that she wears a dress everyday. She is every bit the princess she thinks she is. Don't you just want to squeeze her?! This is a big problem for Ell...many people want to squeeze and hug her but she wants none of this attention. She is a mama's girl through and through...just ask her dad.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKG3q54Y63I/AAAAAAAAAEA/kW4MXpehf-0/s1600-h/first+day+of+school+08+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233666189700950898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SKG3q54Y63I/AAAAAAAAAEA/kW4MXpehf-0/s320/first+day+of+school+08+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/5079037097961714968-1810061303819562336?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1810061303819562336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-9068199103610899729</id><published>2008-08-01T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T08:53:45.954-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>A little Me time</title><content type='html'>i thought i could sneak away and watch a little tv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5de6d568e4cfc732" 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" 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href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/9068199103610899729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=9068199103610899729' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9068199103610899729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/9068199103610899729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-me-time.html' title='A little Me time'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7076067243435719185</id><published>2008-07-23T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:21.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was a little girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who had a little curl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right in the middle of her forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When she was good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She was very good indeed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228172565657405154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SI4zP5hzxuI/AAAAAAAAADo/LqJw9rdENWg/s320/first+day+of+school+08+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But when she was bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SIfjRJvw81I/AAAAAAAAADQ/sh-feA9HXcg/s1600-h/summer+vacation+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226395776400290642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SIfjRJvw81I/AAAAAAAAADQ/sh-feA9HXcg/s320/summer+vacation+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228183594056767650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SI49R1hHWKI/AAAAAAAAADw/SjFsSV_2fS0/s320/summer+vacation+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SIfjS9TufRI/AAAAAAAAADg/eNeu74NvOuM/s1600-h/summer+vacation+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226395807421201682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SIfjS9TufRI/AAAAAAAAADg/eNeu74NvOuM/s320/summer+vacation+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7076067243435719185?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7076067243435719185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7076067243435719185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7076067243435719185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7076067243435719185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-was-little-girl-who-had-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SI4zP5hzxuI/AAAAAAAAADo/LqJw9rdENWg/s72-c/first+day+of+school+08+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-46142573436837624</id><published>2008-06-18T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:22.037-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maddens'/><title type='text'>Things I will miss when the Maddens move...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFm5uI1semI/AAAAAAAAADI/5gXwD-uu8bU/s1600-h/sad+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213402245955877474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFm5uI1semI/AAAAAAAAADI/5gXwD-uu8bU/s320/sad+face.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite my efforts to sabotage the Madden's move (our next door neighbors) it appears the time has finally come. Although they won't be too far away here is a sampling of the things I will miss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby monitor listener. I'm not saying I would ever do this but if one of my children were asleep and I needed to pick up Marin from school Lorie would be more than willing to listen for my sleeping child via the baby monitor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Emergency convenience store...do you have any eggs, sugar, batteries, milk, dinner...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A next door playmate (for my kids) but mostly for me (Lorie not Declan. Hmmm, did I really need to clarify?). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speaking of Declan...I will miss the smell of his BBQ and hoping that I'll be invited over. Yum!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braden's wagon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braden's tricycle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braden's trucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Braden's swimming pool. Are you sensing a theme? Braden has cool toys!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for more misses....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-46142573436837624?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/46142573436837624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=46142573436837624' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/46142573436837624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/46142573436837624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/things-i-will-miss-when-maddens-move.html' title='Things I will miss when the Maddens move...'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFm5uI1semI/AAAAAAAAADI/5gXwD-uu8bU/s72-c/sad+face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-6468539995442554776</id><published>2008-06-16T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:22.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><title type='text'>we love our dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFaI_juve5I/AAAAAAAAADA/qXNCQwic4Tk/s1600-h/june+08+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212504244232354706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFaI_juve5I/AAAAAAAAADA/qXNCQwic4Tk/s320/june+08+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's better than breakfast in bed? Breakfast in bed with your 6 year old. I can feel the crumb covered sheets already.  Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-6468539995442554776?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6468539995442554776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=6468539995442554776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6468539995442554776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/6468539995442554776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-love-our-dad.html' title='we love our dad'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFaI_juve5I/AAAAAAAAADA/qXNCQwic4Tk/s72-c/june+08+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-3028531443403664786</id><published>2008-06-12T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:22.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack'/><title type='text'>Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noticed that Jack has not starred on my blog yet. What's that about? Does the third child always get shorted? So here he is making his debut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jack Thomas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211197863328044578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFHk2LnxViI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EF3-J034QKs/s320/june+08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here Jack is getting his first "real" haircut. I've always cut his hair in the past but we are having family pictures taken in a few weeks and I wanted him to look a bit more polished than usual. Yes, he frowned the entire time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-3028531443403664786?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3028531443403664786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=3028531443403664786' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3028531443403664786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/3028531443403664786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/jack.html' title='Jack'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFHk2LnxViI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EF3-J034QKs/s72-c/june+08+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1911517537919157700</id><published>2008-06-12T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:23.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><title type='text'>What's in store for Heritage Drama?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Chris announced the plays his students will be doing next year. And there are THREE of them! I'm really going to earn my widow status this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first read the book "Holes" when we were getting ready to put a patio in our backyard.  It was very fitting as we did a lot of digging to prepare for the installation.  I never dug up anything of interest but I really enjoy our patio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211118300268273986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFGcfAIHIUI/AAAAAAAAACg/hTOrdce5rlY/s320/holes.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have never read or seen "Oliver" but it does have a song about "glorious food" and I really like food.  And one exciting twist...Chris has given Marin permission to audition for her first high school play.  If cast she will expect all of you to be in the audience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211118310409128594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFGcfl54SpI/AAAAAAAAACw/OsFZ_WHWHDo/s320/oliverCD.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chris thinks I'm deprived because I have never watched "School House Rock".  I grew up in rural Idaho where we had access to one television station (cable was not available)...that station did not carry School House Rock or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sesame&lt;/span&gt; Street or anything of much interest to a young child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211118304885734818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFGcfRU__aI/AAAAAAAAACo/4XSx_gqsyS0/s320/School_house_rock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's too late to make any suggestions for the 08-09 school year but please feel free to leave your requests for future theatrical entertainment.  I'll pass them on to the Big Guy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1911517537919157700?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1911517537919157700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1911517537919157700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1911517537919157700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1911517537919157700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-in-store-for-heritage-drama.html' title='What&apos;s in store for Heritage Drama?'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFGcfAIHIUI/AAAAAAAAACg/hTOrdce5rlY/s72-c/holes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1929399061332662121</id><published>2008-06-11T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:23.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris'/><title type='text'>Oil Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Chris changing the oil in our van while wearing his best white T-shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210756799442133458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFBTs4mzIdI/AAAAAAAAACY/9HdOwbcu10Q/s320/june+08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Listen to our conversation...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chris, "I can't believe I wore my best white t-shirt to change the oil."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jodie, "Me either!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chris, "Okay, that's not true.  I can believe it.  We BOTH can believe it.  It's the exact kind of thing I WOULD do."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jodie, "Yeah, you're right.  That's funny!  Hold still while I get my camera so I can put this on my blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1929399061332662121?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1929399061332662121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1929399061332662121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1929399061332662121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1929399061332662121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/oil-change.html' title='Oil Change'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SFBTs4mzIdI/AAAAAAAAACY/9HdOwbcu10Q/s72-c/june+08+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-436921691369000276</id><published>2008-06-06T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:23.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>first day of summer break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marin tried to teach me a math lesson today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First day of summer + New Cable TV Service = TV 24/7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made an attempt at luring the children away from the TV and computer screen today and took the kids to McDonald's to play and have an ice cream...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208888738498779570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEmwtbTAmbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ankH_VOBwV4/s320/june+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...they spent the whole time glued to the computer at McDonalds. Granted the play structure was a bit overcrowded with this being the first day of summer break. I tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-436921691369000276?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/436921691369000276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=436921691369000276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/436921691369000276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/436921691369000276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-summer-break.html' title='first day of summer break'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEmwtbTAmbI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ankH_VOBwV4/s72-c/june+08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-8871323264007837347</id><published>2008-06-04T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:23.766-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Friday Marin bridged from Daisy Scouts to Brownies. If you listen carefully you can hear Jack....and it only went down hill from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb8a4a0bb69c791b" 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://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb8a4a0bb69c791b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD37ACA016754367610DAEEF717A63685A6F2207.44D5B62A595343B730D47639874CDC3A866349A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb8a4a0bb69c791b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3JjZngynie1NnpNjXaMRf_YWEXg&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://v21.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcb8a4a0bb69c791b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329929963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD37ACA016754367610DAEEF717A63685A6F2207.44D5B62A595343B730D47639874CDC3A866349A5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcb8a4a0bb69c791b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3JjZngynie1NnpNjXaMRf_YWEXg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208073447582496530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEbLNP9MdxI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bxj_jUgktU8/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-8871323264007837347?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cb8a4a0bb69c791b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8871323264007837347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=8871323264007837347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8871323264007837347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/8871323264007837347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/brownies.html' title='brownies'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEbLNP9MdxI/AAAAAAAAACI/Bxj_jUgktU8/s72-c/marin%27s+bday+08+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1406175712939416834</id><published>2008-06-04T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:24.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>boy crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm pretty sure I didn't like boys until I was 30 so I don't know where Marin gets her boy craziness from. Here are her latest crushes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first is Prince Caspian from Narnia.  Chris and Marin have been reading The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chronicles&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Narnia&lt;/span&gt; together.  Once they finished reading Prince Caspian Chris took her to see the movie.  Marin has secretly drawn pictures for Prince Caspian which are hiding under her pillow.  Don't tell her I told you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208070138396030322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEbIMoRqNXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Fi3jpQbbIjE/s320/prince+caspian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Second is Jon or as Marin likes to call him "Funny Guy".  Jon is one of Chris' theater students at Heritage High School.  He is sitting to the far right of the picture.  I have to admit that Jon is a pretty neat guy and he is also very funny.  He made Marin's day by playing dinosaur-go-fish with her, which she won by a landslide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208070148574561954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEbINOMaRqI/AAAAAAAAACA/E6OP-E10nnc/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1406175712939416834?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1406175712939416834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1406175712939416834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1406175712939416834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1406175712939416834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/06/boy-crazy.html' title='boy crazy'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SEbIMoRqNXI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Fi3jpQbbIjE/s72-c/prince+caspian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7974160184389149231</id><published>2008-05-29T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:24.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SD8RK68uvMI/AAAAAAAAABw/AkqPpvSLc2c/s1600-h/scissors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205898573583924418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SD8RK68uvMI/AAAAAAAAABw/AkqPpvSLc2c/s320/scissors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marin gave her first haircut last night. She and Ell were creating art in the playroom when they came running out saying, "look, mom, Ellie has short hair". This did not immediately register with my brain and I just stared at them blankly. Then as reality set in and I looked closer at Ell it appeared that she no longer had hair in the back. I can only imagine the look on my face as Marin quickly stopped smiling and jumping about. Then I remembered that Ell had been wearing a ponytail...was it still there?! Phew, it was. Thankfully Marin had only cut Ell's bangs and she hadn't done too bad of job. I'm just a bit disappointed because Ell's bangs had finally grown out. But it could have been much much worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205894149767609522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SD8NJa8uvLI/AAAAAAAAABo/b74KH_TU44k/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7974160184389149231?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7974160184389149231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7974160184389149231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7974160184389149231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7974160184389149231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/hair-cut.html' title='hair cut'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SD8RK68uvMI/AAAAAAAAABw/AkqPpvSLc2c/s72-c/scissors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-2188416785331226747</id><published>2008-05-19T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:25.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>telephones and television</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until recently this has been our telephone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203606534221642882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SDbskq8uvII/AAAAAAAAABQ/f8eiVd5R2Fo/s320/rotary+phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this is what we used for television reception...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204513528235343010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SDoleq8uvKI/AAAAAAAAABg/TWke_n4WOak/s320/antenna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...maybe a bit outdated.  well, we've decided to update our image.  We will cancel our telephone land line and use strictly cell phones.  The down side to this is when my cell phone is downstairs and I'm upstairs or vice versa...maybe I'll finally get some much needed exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607062502620306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SDbtDa8uvJI/AAAAAAAAABY/S5xvtfzk_rg/s320/stairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The up side is our new internet access, which was bundled with our phone service, is now bundled with television service.   That's right, no more rabbit ears!  We are becoming so high tech.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'd love to chat longer but I hear the tv calling.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-2188416785331226747?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2188416785331226747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=2188416785331226747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2188416785331226747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/2188416785331226747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/telephones-and-television.html' title='telephones and television'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SDbskq8uvII/AAAAAAAAABQ/f8eiVd5R2Fo/s72-c/rotary+phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-1240559684543598912</id><published>2008-05-13T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:25.777-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellinor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>the after shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Judging from these photos the curlers worked. And the girls slept just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299785362823570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCstGjgXWZI/AAAAAAAAABI/R1NDiMo78Rc/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCssXTgXWXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3LCNo0QKj-8/s1600-h/marin%27s+bday+08+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200298973614004594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCssXTgXWXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3LCNo0QKj-8/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200299776772888962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCstGDgXWYI/AAAAAAAAABA/sHJwt6b0QD8/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-1240559684543598912?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1240559684543598912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=1240559684543598912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1240559684543598912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/1240559684543598912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-shots.html' title='the after shots'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCstGjgXWZI/AAAAAAAAABI/R1NDiMo78Rc/s72-c/marin%27s+bday+08+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7409222794929354629</id><published>2008-05-13T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:26.231-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marin'/><title type='text'>marin turns 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Marin turned 6. We actually celebrated a couple weeks ago at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kadie's&lt;/span&gt; house and instead of a cake Marin asked for pumpkin pie. Yes!!! I'll take pie over cake any day. Yesterday we decided to do a little more celebrating on her actual birthday and went to dinner at Taco Bell with one of Marin's school friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200065378932709698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCpX6TgXWUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iTRz1CSFp1M/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;...and then bowling. We had a great time however it was more work than we expected keeping all the kids corralled and we only managed to take one picture and it was of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ellinor&lt;/span&gt;.  It is a really cute picture though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200065391817611602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCpX7DgXWVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/stjTl7QZ_lo/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Does anyone else remember those pink foam curlers?  My sister and I wore these every Saturday night so we would have curls for Sunday.  Now it's Marin's turn.  These curlers were one of the gifts Marin received.  She's really excited about having curls....just wait until she tried to sleep tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200065404702513506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCpX7zgXWWI/AAAAAAAAAAw/9Ur08hqz-ys/s320/marin%27s+bday+08+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7409222794929354629?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7409222794929354629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7409222794929354629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7409222794929354629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7409222794929354629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/marin-turns-6.html' title='marin turns 6'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCpX6TgXWUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iTRz1CSFp1M/s72-c/marin%27s+bday+08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-70740615623031041</id><published>2008-05-11T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:49:26.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mother's day</title><content type='html'>this has been my best mother's day ever. granted it is only my 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...i suppose it's all relative but that actually sounds like a lot. i think i enjoyed this one so much not because of the gifts but because this year instead of thinking back on what kind of mother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been (because i am not perfect and therefore i must be a failure, right?) i decided to delight in my children as they are today. and they are so great!! i love these kids! more and more i think children are sent to us so that WE can be taught, not the other way around. so i just need to keep trying and learn as much as i can...and i can do that without being perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my favorite gift today, well there were two....first was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ableskivers&lt;/span&gt; and black pepper crusted bacon for breakfast that i didn't have to cook or clean up and second was a hand made pillow from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;marin&lt;/span&gt;. she stuffed and sewed the pillow at school, brought it home last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; and has asked everyday since when it would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; so she could give me my mother's day surprise. after opening the gift she said, "now i know how to sew, mom, so if you need help i can show you how."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199304997922625842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCekWTgXWTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nSsQWIBRRjc/s320/farm+field+trip+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;wow, i look really tired.  i better go take a nap on my new pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-70740615623031041?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/70740615623031041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=70740615623031041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/70740615623031041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/70740615623031041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='mother&apos;s day'/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LNLutEOIxrk/SCekWTgXWTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/nSsQWIBRRjc/s72-c/farm+field+trip+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5079037097961714968.post-7640374005839027661</id><published>2008-05-07T11:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:21:02.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My kids enjoy watching TV now and then. Okay, so maybe they watch it more than they should. We recently purchased a Backyardians (this is my favorite cartoon) DVD with an episode titled "Superspy". The villain in the movie is The Lady in Pink and she often curses using the phrase, "Oh, for evils sake!" Well, when Ellinor gets frustrated guess what her new favorite phrase is.....yep, "Oh, for evils sake!"  It's really hard not to laugh at her when she does this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5079037097961714968-7640374005839027661?l=widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7640374005839027661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5079037097961714968&amp;postID=7640374005839027661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7640374005839027661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5079037097961714968/posts/default/7640374005839027661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://widowtothetheatre.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-kids-enjoy-watching-tv-now-and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17124883199173902159</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
