tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35649708340529981442024-02-18T18:37:42.596-08:00It All Equals OutLindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-3175667688756629352008-07-22T14:51:00.000-07:002008-09-17T08:25:01.223-07:00iWeb + Baby + Extra Time at Home = New Blog<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUx513z91EegAHB-HL87dcDvnZMjOi-mnzz-_YnpwlwipKRbvAHz5F78JPZjvhKuAWQaaKVU22-g7hVYINOv5ZqF-PkAjcqV0tRqHzRbhtlFApDjmdzrgK4wwrB0ahtmyHrs1pcaSr_c/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUx513z91EegAHB-HL87dcDvnZMjOi-mnzz-_YnpwlwipKRbvAHz5F78JPZjvhKuAWQaaKVU22-g7hVYINOv5ZqF-PkAjcqV0tRqHzRbhtlFApDjmdzrgK4wwrB0ahtmyHrs1pcaSr_c/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225959589784505890" border="0" /></a><br />Check it out <a href="http://web.me.com/lindsaysyoung/The_Youngsters/Blog/Blog.html">here</a>.Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-53634113892517746072007-06-18T20:06:00.000-07:002007-06-19T09:00:12.791-07:00Uploading The Wrong Photos + Nothing Better To Do = A Posting About New YorkSilly me! It wasn't my intention do a posting about New York (not right now at least), but I accidentally uploaded pictures from the wrong folder. Since they're here, what the heck? I might as well say a little something about them. Last month Pat had to go to New Jersey for work and then to Florida, so instead of him flying all the way home to California in between the two trips, I flew out to meet him in New York City. This was my very first trip to the Big Apple. We stayed with our ever-so-talented friends <a href="http://jrusten.com/">Jared</a> and <a href="http://www.brownmousephoto.blogspot.com/">Karen</a> in Brooklyn. As we rolled into the Marcy Street Station we were greeted by this busty lady in the background. At first glance you might think we have nothing in common, but turns out we both have taco fever.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrwq6T0bl77vXRrZOvg9hTjRJYfHCTrm-sdYauqNppiIWl5qMNvY_SwLGgBnh-ycJpVYzxEZq7uSWvnZ7CglvMj544pROUHhnU-o8eypJ0PhoNXGQrpyVsnsnp9rxOpzmXgFngU-JQCk/s1600-h/IMG_0401.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077609022582400370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcrwq6T0bl77vXRrZOvg9hTjRJYfHCTrm-sdYauqNppiIWl5qMNvY_SwLGgBnh-ycJpVYzxEZq7uSWvnZ7CglvMj544pROUHhnU-o8eypJ0PhoNXGQrpyVsnsnp9rxOpzmXgFngU-JQCk/s320/IMG_0401.JPG" border="0" /></a>Our first day in town we met up with <a href="http://brysonandjenrichards.blogspot.com/">Jen and Bryson</a> (we foolishly took very few pictures during this trip, so you'll have to look at links to see pictures of all our buddies). Jen was a trooper walking all across the city with us for hours on end while 9 months pregnant! They took us to the Met where we saw the Egyptian exhibit.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNd03TGOjaqPyihabgHkYiZPe8gAWO41L0AQn5LBRH7HlLwt2NZEJwtlEblZ1ZG-dJb2TutM2xCtLfJLORNRDnGe1tPXFIIarBELl4tKA1zMffe3EmDyoZfk5SxTp00Ero480ggNToDYc/s1600-h/IMG_0413.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077617917459670466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNd03TGOjaqPyihabgHkYiZPe8gAWO41L0AQn5LBRH7HlLwt2NZEJwtlEblZ1ZG-dJb2TutM2xCtLfJLORNRDnGe1tPXFIIarBELl4tKA1zMffe3EmDyoZfk5SxTp00Ero480ggNToDYc/s320/IMG_0413.JPG" border="0" /></a>We also saw the Dance Festival/Parade. Apparently one of my coworkers, <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfB0lz-3z2EyZyUunDW1DT24lHa20pCCJQO1jSa_-IeaRVNq5uHj9x2j6l4LnysWOuCUvaUgm58dbnvp6S_3rNHzI2u4NCMUMUoVpEU6AK1pnyLJ3DZ2KDnDFT2w6J3T4nePuPfgUdkUed/s1600-h/K+L+at+Half+Dome.jpg">Kevin Smith</a>, has a secret that he's been keeping. Who would have thought that he was one of the pioneers of break dancing!?!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jdt4wZt_yNnPJISP6gRD2snXocf03v5Y41y-1UewJerd0QYn-m8JgRHYtL6Sq2GIFNdg8-e4oxiPi3VieX1BSPkARYxtOvhGAkhFte4ucWLUm1dHLh0SjzZ04-ZLK0-u_lii3OgT45U/s1600-h/IMG_0404.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077617930344572370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1jdt4wZt_yNnPJISP6gRD2snXocf03v5Y41y-1UewJerd0QYn-m8JgRHYtL6Sq2GIFNdg8-e4oxiPi3VieX1BSPkARYxtOvhGAkhFte4ucWLUm1dHLh0SjzZ04-ZLK0-u_lii3OgT45U/s320/IMG_0404.JPG" border="0" /></a> Later we walked across the Brooklyn Bridge...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5q70ftRHX5B_23hdOTOd6wWAfUCmIAOPqqCsTUfCebBYVPPPlpWgwayEFU1esn-54LeEaaZOJ6o4fiJ6md2ELFXqRfC51OeynpaB2G_U5AVhPeui5HbSYPb7o97u0FNFOoIyQlQAdaA/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077609074122007986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge5q70ftRHX5B_23hdOTOd6wWAfUCmIAOPqqCsTUfCebBYVPPPlpWgwayEFU1esn-54LeEaaZOJ6o4fiJ6md2ELFXqRfC51OeynpaB2G_U5AVhPeui5HbSYPb7o97u0FNFOoIyQlQAdaA/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" /></a>and waited to eat dinner until I could safely shower my food with sodium chloride.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-a_ML5xXRW-GsIAdWpX2_VaDzk9Gv5l4NjwW0zblcMqD0Fj62g75x5TDjE-4gZKcQDfU9nEnmBSVj8YdbP3XxC8KxIZuv9N9yJgJdTInhXGp6N1skmHid9NIpiLQ37M2VZRzyYgvT-d8/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077617943229474274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-a_ML5xXRW-GsIAdWpX2_VaDzk9Gv5l4NjwW0zblcMqD0Fj62g75x5TDjE-4gZKcQDfU9nEnmBSVj8YdbP3XxC8KxIZuv9N9yJgJdTInhXGp6N1skmHid9NIpiLQ37M2VZRzyYgvT-d8/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I love salt. I also love this other <a href="http://www.ricetoriches.com/">place</a> we visited. Yum! New York is not a bad place.Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-54844850666375368402007-06-16T20:58:00.000-07:002007-06-16T21:50:11.514-07:001 + 2 + 3 + 4 + 5 = Unfair AdvantageMy cousin Victoria just graduated from high school. (Congratulations Victoria!) In order to celebrate the occasion appropriately, a bbq with friends and family was in order. The weather was nice and Pat, having a little soccer fever from watching the Gold Cup matches all weekend, decided to get a little pick-up game going. In order to make it fair they split the teams by the sum of their ages. That left Pat against everyone else.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhPjYKcUR7sHE-W3qwXam0KoKYtXOmWjMWzPr2Bwr9KhFxD9N_wvm2WpeF9tJUASQBZJoT7TXtMUwVyluqVR3xMV5kRsPT4bGBXG34N3PTC_FGUDvC6KMqKLiFO4MigUrsPjnahwW8ZI/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhPjYKcUR7sHE-W3qwXam0KoKYtXOmWjMWzPr2Bwr9KhFxD9N_wvm2WpeF9tJUASQBZJoT7TXtMUwVyluqVR3xMV5kRsPT4bGBXG34N3PTC_FGUDvC6KMqKLiFO4MigUrsPjnahwW8ZI/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076881618331215122" border="0" /></a>Some people might think that 5 against 1 is an unfair advantage, but not for my Pat. He managed to dominate the Munchkins in the first half. So much so that they had to reevaluate their strategy. Jonathan was the first to try some new moves.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbzKqwhBD0_P8_qvTmI3xZtvjpELHLr8yvJTUig7sYwpSfNxv0C5pHz6C3dp6Gm-IUolOI77QQGAW0eGKFqoixWHij0q6OtZ0_oavnIKLZd72jEpJhC-0_qEBcZ7iC5fYDFgzU5aRBkwg/s1600-h/IMG_0474.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbzKqwhBD0_P8_qvTmI3xZtvjpELHLr8yvJTUig7sYwpSfNxv0C5pHz6C3dp6Gm-IUolOI77QQGAW0eGKFqoixWHij0q6OtZ0_oavnIKLZd72jEpJhC-0_qEBcZ7iC5fYDFgzU5aRBkwg/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076884019217933602" border="0" /></a>It seemed to slow Pat down a bit, but apparently not enough. It wasn't long until Kyle began implementing phase II of the new strategy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnUnQcEQAxRlJVMowgK6vMO6E_lj6tURP38FLMBoQaHsEVSLYFz8Dl5TH6juJX00w7pKSyMUvdczdI4P1jhcKc-R-VzJVAiHnPUJFHivLZhFdkQbpolEv324LundXevIYbJvwRccPFius/s1600-h/IMG_0475.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnUnQcEQAxRlJVMowgK6vMO6E_lj6tURP38FLMBoQaHsEVSLYFz8Dl5TH6juJX00w7pKSyMUvdczdI4P1jhcKc-R-VzJVAiHnPUJFHivLZhFdkQbpolEv324LundXevIYbJvwRccPFius/s320/IMG_0475.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076885294823220530" border="0" /></a>This seemed to even up the competition, but it didn't satisfy the Munchkins. They were out to win.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaAMkkCzj8wuWVgwnnrj3XS1WO2zti1d_JARApTKd7hVUwdxWnlCTibxQX7yn0fCCXF3dzyigPqKg5vAfPXZq6jniZR3c2AQhIp8vBZowS_7yNJU54iNfkU9v0rwD9wXw2RLi2R7mxEO4/s1600-h/IMG_0476.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaAMkkCzj8wuWVgwnnrj3XS1WO2zti1d_JARApTKd7hVUwdxWnlCTibxQX7yn0fCCXF3dzyigPqKg5vAfPXZq6jniZR3c2AQhIp8vBZowS_7yNJU54iNfkU9v0rwD9wXw2RLi2R7mxEO4/s320/IMG_0476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076886776586937682" border="0" /></a>Just when Pat started thinking they couldn't pile anymore players on him they launched the sneak attack from the back. (I'm still not sure how she got there!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlP5XNb_ERpllfPiO_QauY4IDtLC-uwmd6IFne9UEenqdhj7_YCWKhQnwvXxLjXDc1rRhyphenhyphennwSSiNV-LF2sD221ozgZaIPAdYy6_LQrsgRWJtvYIYRaDFu3ZJggIK9ieERxE-FZ4TOFIA8/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlP5XNb_ERpllfPiO_QauY4IDtLC-uwmd6IFne9UEenqdhj7_YCWKhQnwvXxLjXDc1rRhyphenhyphennwSSiNV-LF2sD221ozgZaIPAdYy6_LQrsgRWJtvYIYRaDFu3ZJggIK9ieERxE-FZ4TOFIA8/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076887910458303842" border="0" /></a>In the end, it was draw. The Munchkins managed to slow Pat down enough that he couldn't score, but unfortunately for them, they had no players left to put one in the net.Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-61173052977660169802007-06-16T20:02:00.000-07:002007-06-16T20:48:29.009-07:00A Blackberry + A Blackberry (Camera Phone) = A Berry Good Time<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Last weekend Julia, Elva, Cat and Kat went to Pescadero and spent the day picking pounds and pounds of little blackberries. Fortunately for me, I had nothing to do with such atrocities. But Julia (the mastermind behind the mayhem) found this at her desk when she returned to work:</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78GlPaV0r06q_Wy4FIVmK6P_0Rf-fBq7FApLduJOTqSGFs3dnHc6KyyaqZRwERcFN4WqgTHQr6Dt8bcE8TwvuHp1az4KwwEDok_LtGkv-kL5ajhzG5Qz5MgiRwdMfOtLZJc9M52ZYhu0/s1600-h/BerryKidnapping.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78GlPaV0r06q_Wy4FIVmK6P_0Rf-fBq7FApLduJOTqSGFs3dnHc6KyyaqZRwERcFN4WqgTHQr6Dt8bcE8TwvuHp1az4KwwEDok_LtGkv-kL5ajhzG5Qz5MgiRwdMfOtLZJc9M52ZYhu0/s320/BerryKidnapping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076864971037975714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I felt so bad for the loss of Mrs. Blackberry's children that I told her she could hangout with me for the day. She insisted that she help me with my work so she could keep her mind off of the sad events that had transpired over the weekend. Mrs. Blackberry turned out to be a very good helper.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">She screened my calls...</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxZU4v_9wUpicLZnZIuCn3vWmv211mWCsxJO2g-vo9A1t5t5m8jPuT_eLxyOaN1KfJm03pTeBZR-Gn3EliyXJ9-dpQBSkQLBx8vBKjfMfDk265S3NXOvYm5gwoem2W-7kWTWBUMvo47k/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtxZU4v_9wUpicLZnZIuCn3vWmv211mWCsxJO2g-vo9A1t5t5m8jPuT_eLxyOaN1KfJm03pTeBZR-Gn3EliyXJ9-dpQBSkQLBx8vBKjfMfDk265S3NXOvYm5gwoem2W-7kWTWBUMvo47k/s320/IMG_0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076870992582124802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">double-checked my math...</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mucvXx2IQ7uTBnCZYbdDgFU3Znt9DnvwQpG7vKtvyJwnMIBxcDlNjj1Cf37blzaMred0VPJ_k_Tw_JfI8AVL3sMcS7XYD1ABexdvZZF9iHMQbMNlGSjj3-ibmf-gfEYsFyTaGatT-2w/s1600-h/IMG_0488.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mucvXx2IQ7uTBnCZYbdDgFU3Znt9DnvwQpG7vKtvyJwnMIBxcDlNjj1Cf37blzaMred0VPJ_k_Tw_JfI8AVL3sMcS7XYD1ABexdvZZF9iHMQbMNlGSjj3-ibmf-gfEYsFyTaGatT-2w/s320/IMG_0488.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076868574515537090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">entertained P.C. Head and MERLIN...</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0e7cZyzHL22huai6vnVuhaIkhWkLXdwFMKMlCCvyZORz3E_s9ad7Dk9WZrwfe4QOuwuU9CpcTA1O2fzcvcHcdgmu2ti4JQ7Md9nr_APfsWmHEHWy62sy4Z7yZliN5wDpWyRF1uZX4cw/s1600-h/0612071646.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0e7cZyzHL22huai6vnVuhaIkhWkLXdwFMKMlCCvyZORz3E_s9ad7Dk9WZrwfe4QOuwuU9CpcTA1O2fzcvcHcdgmu2ti4JQ7Md9nr_APfsWmHEHWy62sy4Z7yZliN5wDpWyRF1uZX4cw/s320/0612071646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076869326134813906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">edited my grocery list...</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCq6E8emKBiml_vnI-KU1nE8sHYG9aaD2Xnq6N5fO2Ac21oyVbwyByxBG_lPnOgJmytHn88v_cej2tf-Wwav5hyphenhyphenBAg-zfg2q3btdOvChPdCr6q5wdxgzF3NAdkoIZCej8yd_FlbXPME8/s1600-h/0612071645.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFCq6E8emKBiml_vnI-KU1nE8sHYG9aaD2Xnq6N5fO2Ac21oyVbwyByxBG_lPnOgJmytHn88v_cej2tf-Wwav5hyphenhyphenBAg-zfg2q3btdOvChPdCr6q5wdxgzF3NAdkoIZCej8yd_FlbXPME8/s320/0612071645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076869729861739746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and perhaps most importantly, helped me to better understand cardiovascular science...</span><br /><a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJAVrpWB3BdFjnn6lFsGGcwQxOF9PgU1aMYCy9Q3vSwrkHm2-g5n0OFyvfoSY_zhubMvcaYvMo1G-kItd0iM821QBwnjATDagQbg0_r4pf8vKl8olsbtXx2guLOLXXgBRuJpl0jMO3jI/s1600-h/0612071647.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJAVrpWB3BdFjnn6lFsGGcwQxOF9PgU1aMYCy9Q3vSwrkHm2-g5n0OFyvfoSY_zhubMvcaYvMo1G-kItd0iM821QBwnjATDagQbg0_r4pf8vKl8olsbtXx2guLOLXXgBRuJpl0jMO3jI/s320/0612071647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076870082049058034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Thanks Mrs. Blackberry! You're the best!</span>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-57971183530346943502007-06-16T10:40:00.000-07:002007-06-16T16:48:53.429-07:00Pee + Poo = A Happy BirthdayI wanted to do something extra special for Elva's birthday, so I decided to make her a cake. Because Elva looooooves karaoke, I thought a microphone cake might be nice. But it just sounded so bland and predictable. Julia suggested I make a cake with <a href="http://www.peeandpoo.com">pee and poo</a> (I know what you're thinking) because Elva has been obsessed with these two cuddly creatures out of Sweden.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixW2IkxNRQSdmjV1Z4_Wgp7ST5CkSssSXMbu49Hd_qTiB43djXpRISJytVBQvr_dbYX_RlOSbpH8J0xJbQwsWNw66spLqNur-MgDdnbyDzUkwnGDulhNCf_YZhNfISbHjuyMcMRzaFOrw/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixW2IkxNRQSdmjV1Z4_Wgp7ST5CkSssSXMbu49Hd_qTiB43djXpRISJytVBQvr_dbYX_RlOSbpH8J0xJbQwsWNw66spLqNur-MgDdnbyDzUkwnGDulhNCf_YZhNfISbHjuyMcMRzaFOrw/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076724650161448066" border="0" /></a><br />What a perfect idea! Flavors? Yellow cake with lemon filling for Pee and chocolate cake with fudge filling for Poo. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZt7mYcH-XbDgU1cN5RFQHspftYFu_4eQ1AHwsmutw603NVNXR7aPQg1-A_x2dPsua8v7yBuq3Ck46JWdYx0HZkRONYezoO6_yS3bptqQUzf4Xwqf1N764EAeu1f9i64dLtmOv_wJr5Wg/s1600-h/Misc.+-+May+2007+106.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZt7mYcH-XbDgU1cN5RFQHspftYFu_4eQ1AHwsmutw603NVNXR7aPQg1-A_x2dPsua8v7yBuq3Ck46JWdYx0HZkRONYezoO6_yS3bptqQUzf4Xwqf1N764EAeu1f9i64dLtmOv_wJr5Wg/s320/Misc.+-+May+2007+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076726978033722514" border="0" /></a>Needless to say, she was very excited. So excited, in fact, that she refused to eat her new friends. Seriously. She wouldn't let us eat them. Ever.Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-60792308339263432912007-04-15T20:40:00.000-07:002007-04-19T22:01:27.632-07:00daytime trip to the city + view from the office = pretty Juicy<span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""><span style="">My friend <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2373/2287/1600/suzysp.jpg">Suzy</a> was in town from Salt Lake City on Thursday. Since work was really slow, I decided to leave early and meet her in downtown San Francisco to do a little shopping. I parked at <a href="http://betsy.hobix.com/betsywetsy.JPG">Betsy's</a> and took the N-Judah to the Powell Street station. Not long after coming up from the station, I saw something that looked like this:<br /></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj07OYfu3e_gH4aXX1Wc9oCrE4XSHVrhyphenhyphenT46Ghe1Ct4vvI2pEiaei8bg6qr_wi1U59leRk5kWQaZRE7JfLK8ypB5-teXmOy0Zbedr0-tNwNW0d1uZod_GpmVeoJGkmbQk3oaCswX5EpAHg/s1600-h/Juicy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj07OYfu3e_gH4aXX1Wc9oCrE4XSHVrhyphenhyphenT46Ghe1Ct4vvI2pEiaei8bg6qr_wi1U59leRk5kWQaZRE7JfLK8ypB5-teXmOy0Zbedr0-tNwNW0d1uZod_GpmVeoJGkmbQk3oaCswX5EpAHg/s320/Juicy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053872635856345698" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="">and remembered the email I got from Elva </span></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >after her first day of work in the big city. It read:<br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> <span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""><span style=""><span style="font-style: italic;">The best part of my new job thus far is that the window near my desk looks right into the Juicy Couture dressing room across the street.<br /><br /></span><span>I fixed my eyes upon the office building across the street and called Elva. Unfortunately, she was at lunch, but when Suzy and I passed the store on the way back to the station I called Elva and told her to look out the window. As I waved my hands frantically in the air towards the tinted windows across the street and Elva pressed her face against the window in front of her new coworkers we soon realized that there are two Juicy stores in downtown SF. </span></span></span></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style=""><br /></span></span>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3564970834052998144.post-65330884902542308922007-04-15T19:09:00.000-07:002007-06-16T20:47:38.460-07:00attempt to be better at keeping a journal + the accessibility of the world wide web = new blog<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is me:</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJgIWIeiNfIpqTadeHcuhvpaDxyDXT9nqSGFD_TV3XsunSUIoq7c45vik5Gbj62BcCCag9pAPjBx4ck-fia6TZIeBEFm3n_Hlpk5aBghzL_IxgBBF4twxnXd8DJ77ijZ6iYirZFO9eWE/s1600-h/140190839_Mexico"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJgIWIeiNfIpqTadeHcuhvpaDxyDXT9nqSGFD_TV3XsunSUIoq7c45vik5Gbj62BcCCag9pAPjBx4ck-fia6TZIeBEFm3n_Hlpk5aBghzL_IxgBBF4twxnXd8DJ77ijZ6iYirZFO9eWE/s320/140190839_Mexico" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053845667756694098" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">These are the dates of my last three journal entries:<br />-July 3, 2006<br />-April 18, 2006<br />-December 30, 2004<br /><br />I'm pretty sure something exciting happened in the year 2005, but unfortunately it was never noted. From here on out, I'm ditching the journal that makes my hand cramp and replacing it with a blog accessible to entire world. Hope you enjoy it.<br /></span>Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09445989442804794818noreply@blogger.com0