<?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-6064958373645090054</id><updated>2012-01-23T21:16:10.968-06:00</updated><category term='women'/><category term='music history'/><category term='RV&apos;ing'/><category term='trust'/><category term='family'/><category term='ABC song'/><category term='schoolmaster'/><category term='gullibility'/><category term='Washington DC'/><category term='camping'/><category term='puppies'/><category term='oral tradition'/><category term='April Fool&apos;s'/><category term='medicine'/><title type='text'>The Road Goes Ever On and On...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-64199177559193773</id><published>2011-01-21T08:05:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:32:03.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Behold, I stand at the door, and knock:...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;...if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and sup with him, and he with me."  Revelation 3:20.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know that most people use this verse as a word picture to describe salvation, and they may be right; but that is not what caught my attention this morning, as I pondered the last few weeks and months.  This reminder is written to the Church at Laodicea, and the vivid word picture of the Almighty vomitting these lukewarm souls.  Again, this is not the point of my post today, but yet another fantastic description in this epic writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I realized this morning, is that, personally for me, this scripture is describing a merciful Visitor, waiting at the heart's door of his inattentive, or maybe disobedient, child...waiting for the invitation to come in and fellowship together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, I realized that I had stopped taking the time to nuture my spirit, and reflect on the majesty of the Creator.  My step to return may be seen as a "selfish" prayer, but a sincere one, in faith nothing wavering...though as time went by, my faith nearly collapsed as I second-guessed myself repeatedly.  Then in a matter of two weeks, my prayer was answered.  Almost immediately before this answer, another situation was made perfectly clear that the One Who Provides had made a way for me.  Most recently, as my Hunny and I discussed a significant question regarding our future, the Author of All again confirmed it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you have lost your way, or stop paying attention, or even if in disobedience; the answer is simple.  Stop, turn around.  Answer the door, and He promises to enter in for fellowship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-64199177559193773?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/64199177559193773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=64199177559193773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/64199177559193773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/64199177559193773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2011/01/behold-i-stand-at-door-and-knock.html' title='&quot;Behold, I stand at the door, and knock:...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5431522110112399126</id><published>2010-08-16T08:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:31:43.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting Therapy</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I was blessed to hear wonderful news regarding a very dear friend, she and her husband are expecting their first child!  My heart is very full with the wellspring of emotion that a new life represents.  I am so excited for her, and I hope to be able to share some of her joy during the next months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, unexpectedly, I found my eyes full of tears...tears that I could not stop.  I was not crying, exactly, and it took me some time to process this emotion.  It was one that I had experienced before, a deeply personal and painful one.  An emotion that I do not prefer to face, but the tears were there...forcing me to examine them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of my life, I have always prided myself that I was not "a crybaby," but my husband teases me that I have waterhoses attached to my tearducts.  Granted, I blame Hunny, because there was something about developing the relationship that we have together, that broke down the walls that I had surrounding my tears, and now the littlest things turns those hoses on...even when I'm not particularly sad.  Thankfully, his shoulders is usually available to soak thru...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought, as I felt the tears this weekend, was that I had to get some yarn.  Not in a "shopping" sense, but rather as a focal point of this emotion.  I have knitted several baby blankets over the years.  Honestly, I have no idea if most of them are used, but I know that the act of knitting for me is a way to prepare for a place for the coming child.  I think of these blankets as being a way to put my arms around that precious child, and surround them with my love though I am miles away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected when I picked up a pair of knitting needles during college, on a whim, that they would provide me with such a gift.  As discussed &lt;a href="http://hubpages.com/hub/Knitting_as_Therapy"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I have found knitting to be a gentle therapy, allowing me to transform my pain into hope, praying with each stitch...finally creating a circle of love to surround my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5431522110112399126?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5431522110112399126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5431522110112399126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5431522110112399126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5431522110112399126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2010/08/knitting-therapy.html' title='Knitting Therapy'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5603953275499888722</id><published>2010-08-09T20:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:06:56.062-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Squishy, Soft, Yummy Yarn Goodness!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share my new pets!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that don't knit, or care for the fiber arts, I won't be offended if you stop reading now.  But the others, please allow me to introduce my new yarns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may be familiar with &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;, a website designed specifically for those that knit &amp; crochet, giving them an online community to share ideas, instructions, designs, yarns, etc.  I've been a member there for almost three years, albeit not a horribly active one.  My knitting is primarily for relaxation, so I don't worry too much about how fast I get things done.  That said, I have been following a group there called the Loopy Groupies, fans of the online yarn store, &lt;a href="http://www.theloopyewe.com"&gt;The Loopy Ewe&lt;/a&gt;.  Because of my interaction there, I have struck a new note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC81zd9vGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iYDXkYvstLU/s1600/100_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC81zd9vGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iYDXkYvstLU/s200/100_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503606377181723746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;May I present on your right, introducing &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Joy in the Morning&lt;/span&gt;, the exclusive colorway of &lt;a href="http://www.dreamincoloryarn.com"&gt;Dream in Color&lt;/a&gt; Smooshy with Cashmere for TLE's 4th Anniversary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC9SE3HC5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rdDnR3fFVVo/s1600/100_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC9SE3HC5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rdDnR3fFVVo/s200/100_0088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503606862886931346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And to your left, the dark and silent type, &lt;a href="http://shop.strato.de/epages/61425309.sf/en_US/?ViewObjectID=2740967"&gt;Wollmeise&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My Old Blue Jeans&lt;/span&gt;!  This stuff is just amazing, and I haven't even started knitting with it yet!!!  I love the deep color, and I was surprised at how soft it is, after reading so many comments about how it only softens after washing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also joining the party is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;David's Eyes&lt;/span&gt;, Heritage Hand-Paint by &lt;a href="http://www.cascadeyarn.com"&gt;Cascade Yarn&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC_74OK0FI/AAAAAAAAASc/7EKfyjtX9lk/s1600/100_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC_74OK0FI/AAAAAAAAASc/7EKfyjtX9lk/s200/100_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503609780071747666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC_7ajLGiI/AAAAAAAAASU/V2sUv9n4DY8/s1600/100_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC_7ajLGiI/AAAAAAAAASU/V2sUv9n4DY8/s200/100_0083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503609772106783266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, rounding out my foursome is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HariHari&lt;/span&gt;, Comfort Sock by &lt;a href="http://www.berroco.com"&gt;Berroco&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to knitting this lovely yarns, just wanted to share my joy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Forgot to mention, Hunny's &lt;a href="http://www.hazelknits.com/"&gt;Hometeam Baseball&lt;/a&gt; should be joining the team some day soon!  I'll post a pic when they get here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5603953275499888722?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5603953275499888722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5603953275499888722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5603953275499888722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5603953275499888722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2010/08/squishy-soft-yummy-yarn-goodness.html' title='Squishy, Soft, Yummy Yarn Goodness!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/TGC81zd9vGI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iYDXkYvstLU/s72-c/100_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-888310208783085590</id><published>2010-06-20T16:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T16:27:28.321-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection on parenthood...and being an aunt</title><content type='html'>Mother's Day &amp; Father's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In both my natal family, and with Patrick and I, neither of these "holidays" have held much significance. We always acknowledge them, but usually in a superficial way. Honestly, I don't feel that I need to have a secular, specialized day to celebrate my parents...I believe that the they are due the honor commanded by God, and this is an everyday thing...not just once a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, both Mother's Day &amp; Father's Day have been bittersweet for me. I have found myself thinking of it a lot more this year. Maybe it's the distance from Texas. Maybe just the lack of my parents presence. Maybe, it's just that little voice in my head, reminding me of the title that I'll probably never bear...Mama. Maybe, I'm just being silly...I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I find myself on both Mother's Day and Father's Day, reflecting on who I am...an aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time that I realized that my aunt Arlelle GREW UP with my daddy, just as I was growing up with my brothers, Nolan &amp; Nathan. As a chld, this was a mind-blowing thought. She was Daddy's SISTER! This incredible epiphany suddenly impacted on my brain in a searing moment of clarity. Just as I had been both a little mother and playmate to my little brothers, so had she. Just as I would fight for them, no questions asked (until afterwards of course!); so would she. Just as I would fight tooth-n-toenail WITH them, others better watch out, because they could have NO greater defender; so would she. I am their sister, and my love for them is deeper than I can comprehend. Suddenly, she wasn't just "my aunt," she was all of this, my Daddy's sister...with all the joys and trials that encompass that relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the years past by...nothing of course changed in my relationship with Aunt Arlelle, she was still "my aunt." A woman who has been in my life basically ever since I can remember. Who has always looked out for my well-being from a distance, and in whom I knew I could turn in a time of trouble. Always saying how much she loved me, and making sure that she got a hug. Most of the time, I took it all for granted, considering it my due to be so loved (even most of the time growing up, I was far too busy for hugs!) I continued to not think of why it was the way it was...it just was; and in a child's egocentric way, she was just Aunt, no other explanation needed...no matter how old I grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in December 2006, Ian Matthew Guess was born...and I became Auntie Lea. Now, suddenly in a moment, I WAS the aunt. Immediately, my heart grew and began to overflow with love for this small, little person, that I had not yet met...my nephew. Words are simply inadequate to describe the deep love that I felt for that baby boy. In a year or so, Joel joined his brother, Ian; and my brother, Nolan, had a son, Aron. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Ian, Joel &amp; Aron will NEVER be able to understand the deep and abiding love that I hold in my heart for them, and they don't have to; because nothing will change the fact...those little boys are the most precious children in my life. Despite the distance, there isn't anything that I wouldn't do for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in March, when my Grandmother died, Patrick and I went home for her funeral. Nearly all my extended familiy was present. I was helping prepare for dinner, at my parents house, and Aunt Arlelle came up to me, and told me that she loved me, but she didn't stop there. She simply told me, "Lea, you know these little boys that you love so much? That's the way that I love you. You can finally understand it." ...and she walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had NEVER been so floored. All my life, I had taken for granted the love, and sometimes begrudged the obligatory hugs that the child is due their older family members. Finally, I realized all that I had been missing. These men and women who are my aunts and uncles aren't just random people in my life. They don't have an obligation to love me. But they DO love me, in a way, that I have only recently begun to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on a day for acknowleging the love of a parent and child...I want to take a moment to say "thank-you" to all my aunts and uncles, Uncle Sonny &amp; Aunt Carol, Aunt Arlelle &amp; Uncle Ed, Uncle Harold, Uncle Howard &amp; Aunt Charlene, Aunt Tracy...thank you for all the love over the years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(posted to my FB notes as well)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-888310208783085590?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/888310208783085590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=888310208783085590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/888310208783085590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/888310208783085590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2010/06/reflection-on-parenthoodand-being-aunt.html' title='Reflection on parenthood...and being an aunt'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-3356726704578976099</id><published>2009-10-15T21:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:24:30.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What in the world is a WALKING TACO?!!!</title><content type='html'>Everytime that I'm told that lunch is "walking tacos," I spend the lunch hour trying to figure out how soft tacos and/or taco salad is "walking."  After three years of bewilderment, this evening I searched via the web for "walking taco," I have discovered that it is a Midwestern term for the Texas deliciousness, Frito Pie...though it does NOT resemble the Frito Pie anymore.  Nowadays, it is traditionally (if you consider the last 25 years to be "traditional"), a single-serving Doritos chips in the bag, topped with seasoned beef, beans, cheese, sour cream, lettuce, tomatoes and any other "taco" condiments that the eater desires...but no chili at all!  The walking part comes from the "in-the-bag" portability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone else curious about the development of the walking taco, here's the &lt;a href="http://www.barrypopik.com/index.php/new_york_city/entry/walking_taco_taco_in_a_bag_petros/"&gt;clicky&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-3356726704578976099?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/3356726704578976099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=3356726704578976099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3356726704578976099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3356726704578976099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-in-world-is-walking-taco.html' title='What in the world is a WALKING TACO?!!!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-9115939317447434324</id><published>2009-10-02T21:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:59:05.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun!</title><content type='html'>This summer has been really busy!  My parents started it all with their visit in June, followed by my brother, Nolan, his wife, Bonnie, and their darling son, Aron (whom I got to meet for the first time! yay!) in August.  Lastly, Grandma visited for two weeks in September.  Overall, a very fun, though sometimes stressful summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's visit was special for me.  It has been a long time since she and I have had a chance to spend a lot of time together, and I was really glad to have this opportunity.  To top it all off, we had a chance to make a baby quilt for my cousin's grandbaby...Grandma's first great-great-grandchild!  It was a ton of fun, and I really enjoyed sewing with my Grandma again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pictures of the finished quilt...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pic20.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1609/8560841/22569272/375097711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 533px; height: 400px;" src="http://pic20.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1609/8560841/22569272/375097711.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pic20.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1609/8560841/22569272/375097641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 533px;" src="http://pic20.picturetrail.com:80/VOL1609/8560841/22569272/375097641.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-9115939317447434324?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/9115939317447434324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=9115939317447434324&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/9115939317447434324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/9115939317447434324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2009/10/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5963863753091572</id><published>2009-03-30T15:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:31:32.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting.</title><content type='html'>The following is a testimonial from the FlyLady's yahoo group...it makes me reconsider the joys of my hobby, as well as the intricate care that the Knitter has taken in crafting each one of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear FlyLady,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, when I renew my spirit, I am reflecting on how the clutter in my mind used to keep me from flying. I found out that I have ADD when I was just past 50. I was not happy with that. Life seemed impossible to manage and I kept beating myself up for not having the focus to handle what was simple for the rest of the competent world. Not only that, I was a huge perfectionist. I had believed the lie that I wasn't OK if I didn't do everything perfectly, which of course led to procrastination. The problem was that I had believed lies and I really didn't fully understand my identity. Then a God breeze blew through my day. Let me tell you about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, before our newest grand-baby was born, I was struck by these words from God "I knit you..." &lt;em&gt;[ETA: Psalm 139:13 NIV]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked over at the baby blanket draped over the child's wicker rocker in the corner of the room and started to think about how I felt while I was making it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED knitting each stitch of this light purple blanket! I followed an elaborate plan that I had settled on, one that I had never made before - not one stitch was haphazard. Every inch of yarn passed through my fingers as I crafted it. I savored every minute of knitting it and deep satisfaction and pride filled me as I watched the beauty of the pattern develop in the yarn. And when it was complete I was absolutely thrilled. I thought, "I love this! I can't wait for everyone to see this beautiful gift that I've made!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took my breath away. This is how God feels as His fingers knit a life together in the quiet of the womb. He delights in His new creation, as he works the intricate pattern that He has never used before. When his plan is complete He thinks, "I love this child! I can't wait for everyone to see this beautiful gift that I've made!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh God, this is how you felt when you made me!" I whispered as tears quietly ran down my cheeks. I bowed my head and worshiped, adoring the one who could love so deeply and feeling the embrace of the Knitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding that I was designed the way I am - on purpose - has made all the difference! I am free from trying to do life like everybody else. I am free to finally love myself and enjoy the adventure of discovering the way of learning and flying that fits how I have been patterned! Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for helping us love ourselves and find our way so we can exuberantly greet each day of flying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;The Flybaby with Knitted Wings&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5963863753091572?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5963863753091572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5963863753091572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5963863753091572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5963863753091572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2009/03/knitting.html' title='Knitting.'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-1045578166086619375</id><published>2009-03-05T22:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:05:46.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Efrat...they saved the children</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to take the time to share a link to an organization that doubly touches my heart at &lt;a href="http://www.friendsofefrat.org/index.php"&gt;Efrat&lt;/a&gt;.  This is an organization in Israel that works to support mothers during crisis pregnancies to prevent the death of the unborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take the time to read the following story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;An amazing true story about how the kindness one does for another can come back to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was the Mystery Soldier who left the hospital so quickly?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoni, an Israeli Defense Force soldier stationed in Hebron, was shot by an Arab terrorist. It happened very early in the morning, and no one else was awake to hear it. Yoni passed out and was bleeding steadily, his life was heading toward a silent end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But another soldier stationed nearby heard the shot and went to investigate. He found a fellow Israeli soldier bleeding to death. He tried the best he could to stop the bleeding and called for help. Waiting for help to arrive, he kept applying pressure to the wound- literally holding Yoni's life in his hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoni was taken to a hospital in Be’er Sheva where he underwent surgery. Yoni's parents were notified and they rushed to the hospital. Imagine the fear of the parents who were only told "your son has been injured and is in the hospital." When they arrived the doctor told them that Yoni was shot but will be alright. Had it not been for the immediate actions of the other soldier, their son Yoni would have bled to death. It was a miracle that the other soldier heard what no one else heard, and managed to locate Yoni as quickly as he did. The parents wanted to thank that soldier, but he had just left the hospital after hearing that the soldier he helped would survive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While recuperating at home, Yoni and his parents called the army to find out the name of the other soldier so they could thank him personally. Unfortunately, that soldier's name was not recorded and although they tried to ask around they simply couldn’t track down who that other soldier was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoni's mother knew that the important thing of course is that Yoni is well, yet she couldn’t help feeling that as long as she couldn’t meet and thank the solider who bravely saved her son’s life- the entire frightening episode is still not fully over. Not being able to thank the soldier continued to give her an empty feeling… but then she had an idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple owned a grocery store in Kiryat Malachi (a town near Ashkelon), so they decided to put up a sign in the store, describing what happened, figuring that Israel is a small country and eventually they might found out who the mystery soldier was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months passed with no response. Finally, one morning about a year later, a woman customer noticed the sign hanging by the door of the store. She recalled how happy her son Yair was when he came home one Friday night and told them how he heard a shot and was able to save another soldier’s life in Hebron. She went back and told the owner of the store. The story matched. The two women now decided to try to reach their sons on cell phones and see if they could meet at the store. Fortunately it turned out that both the young men and even the fathers were able to all meet that afternoon at the store. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The families soon gathered for an emotional "rendezvous". The soldiers recounted army experiences and finally after all this time Yoni’s mother could stand up and thank Yair for saving her son’s life or as she put it, “You saved my world”. She looked forward to feeling “completion” after all this time by thanking the soldier, but little did she know that the story was hardly complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tearful thank you, Yair’s mother quietly pulled her aside and asked to speak with her outside. The two women went out alone. And she asked Yoni’s mother: “Look at me- you don’t remember me?” “No, I’m sorry did we meet before? she responded. "Yes. You see there is a particular reason I came into your store today… I used to live here and this time I was just passing by but I wanted to give you my business, even though I was only buying a few things.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What are you talking about? Yoni’s mother asked. “Twenty years ago I used to live around here and came all the time to buy milk and bread... One day you noticed that I looked really down and you were so nice and asked me why I was so down and I confided in you. I told you that I was going through a very difficult time and on top of that I was pregnant and planning on having an abortion. As soon as I said “abortion” you called your husband over and the two of you didn’t seem to care about your own store but sat down and patiently listened to me and I remember what you said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You told me that it is true that I was going through a hard time but sometimes the good things in life come through difficulty, and the best things come through the biggest difficulties. You spoke of the joy of being a mother and that the most beautiful word to hear in the Hebrew language is “Ima” (mother) when spoken by one’s child.. you both spoke and spoke until I was convinced that I actually should have this baby- so you see G-d paid you back!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you mean? asked Yoni’s mother. I had a boy twenty years ago that you saved by telling me to think twice before doing the abortion. With happy tears she declared, "My beloved Yair wouldn’t have been alive if not for you. He was the one you were looking for. He was the one who grew up to save your son, Yoni’s life!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This incredible story is true. &lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a href="http://www.friendsofefrat.org/idf-story.php"&gt;Efrat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'Chaim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1045578166086619375?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1045578166086619375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1045578166086619375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1045578166086619375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1045578166086619375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2009/03/efratthey-saved-children.html' title='Efrat...they saved the children'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8474257638213490634</id><published>2009-02-14T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T20:54:34.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoji...what!?!</title><content type='html'>After much reading, perusing reviews, one trial of a Sunbeam, and an entire afternoon driving all over Onalaska to look at breadmachines...and finding NONE!...my own Zojirushi is finally on its way here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama has the big one, but Hunny and I decided to try the small one.  We don't go through that much bread, and we hope that the smaller 1-lb loaves will allow a bit more flexibility to try some different speciality breads too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'll see how it goes...Hunny has been so great regarding all of this!  He has been willing to start trying some different breads, and is willing to try some whole wheat bread once we get the Zo!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One small step closer to warm, whole-wheat bread baked from fresh ground wheat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8474257638213490634?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8474257638213490634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8474257638213490634&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8474257638213490634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8474257638213490634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2009/02/zojiwhat.html' title='Zoji...what!?!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-7048394583704821601</id><published>2009-02-06T08:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T08:32:20.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I PASSED!</title><content type='html'>Well, the title says it all...after months of waiting, it is official.  Certified in Hospice &amp; Palliative Medicine!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-7048394583704821601?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/7048394583704821601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=7048394583704821601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7048394583704821601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7048394583704821601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-passed.html' title='I PASSED!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-7830934302399050751</id><published>2008-12-24T10:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T10:42:44.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm dreaming of a...</title><content type='html'>WHITE CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed, Black River Falls, Wisconsin will be experiencing a White Christmas this year...even if we don't get one more flake of snow!  But that said, the flakes are STILL falling, with no end in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe how much snow we have gotten already this year, as the snow doesn't usually start until late in December or January...at least according to the locals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to give a huge shoutout to my wonderful hunny, who so dilligently keeps our driveway clear of snow, making getting in and out of our house so much easier!  THANK YOU, HUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our girls were enjoying the snow earlier in the month, before it got deeper than both of them; and they really enjoyed the cold stuff...tho Starla keep eating it, and got really chilled!  Poor puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BonBon has no idea what the big deal is, though she really doesn't like all the wet boots, gloves, scarves, and coats that sit downstairs...and she loves it when we run the space heater from her to curl up in front of in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is wishing all friends and family a happy winter season!  The solstice is past, and spring is coming!  YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-7830934302399050751?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/7830934302399050751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=7830934302399050751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7830934302399050751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7830934302399050751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-dreaming-of.html' title='I&apos;m dreaming of a...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-2051280515076605397</id><published>2008-11-19T16:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T16:52:51.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Faceblind?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>Found &lt;a href="http://bodyodd.msnbc.msn.com/archive/2008/11/18/1679578.aspx?GT1=43001"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; to be very interesting...so I thought that I'd pass it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-2051280515076605397?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/2051280515076605397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=2051280515076605397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2051280515076605397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2051280515076605397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/11/faceblind.html' title='Faceblind?!?!?!?'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-701536983876238634</id><published>2008-11-17T13:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:09:43.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ummm....ya think?</title><content type='html'>Ok, I normally don't worry about what little starlets think or what they say to all their adoring fans via entertainment media, but this one was just TOO good to pass up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift ~ beside the fact that her music is &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; my style, and I still haven't figured out how she is defined as "country," apparently she is hugely popular...AND likes to air dirty laundry about old flames.  So, &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,451216,00.html"&gt;in her own words&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I’m thumbs down-ish about boys...I’ve had a lot of guys complain about things I say either about them in songs or things I say about them in the press. I think it’s kind of fun to call out your ex-boyfriends. Why do this if your not going to take the opportunity to always have the last word, it’s so much fun.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, word of advise, little girl...there's an obvious reason for boy-trouble here.  Last word is one thing, in private; but aired on the radio is definitely a different story!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and just fyi, that's &lt;em&gt;NOT&lt;/em&gt; the point of fame, dearie...I do think that it has all gone to your head.  Get the stars out of your eyes...your moment in the sun will come, &lt;em&gt;and go&lt;/em&gt;, as it has for so many others, and when that time comes, the reflection in the mirror will be a lonesome, cold comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-701536983876238634?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/701536983876238634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=701536983876238634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/701536983876238634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/701536983876238634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/11/ummmya-think.html' title='ummm....ya think?'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8593736880129753535</id><published>2008-11-16T18:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:09:19.023-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Umm-Umm....GOOD!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to the &lt;a href="http://www.tasteofhome.com/"&gt;Taste of Home recipe site&lt;/a&gt;, Hunny and I finally have a wonderful enchilada recipe!  Granted we need to modify it a bit, so that it isn't quite so spicy (and not nearly so large!), but still, the best &lt;a href="http://www.tasteofhome.com/Recipes/Hearty-Beef-Enchiladas"&gt;enchiladas&lt;/a&gt; that either of us have had in a really long time!  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait to try it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8593736880129753535?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8593736880129753535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8593736880129753535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8593736880129753535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8593736880129753535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/11/umm-ummgood.html' title='Umm-Umm....GOOD!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-2572019431311325680</id><published>2008-11-11T19:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:44:01.414-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SOUP!  It's what's for dinner!</title><content type='html'>Well, this will sound ridiculous, but this gal is pleased as punch with herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was successful!  My wonderful hunny rated my first slow-cooker soup a success!  YAY!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a big soup eater as a child, here in Wisconsin, I have truly discovered the joy of a wonderful, warm bowl of filling soup.  So, today, a simple recipe turned into a yummy supper for us...though there is a HUGE amount left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning variations is already in my mind...add some potatoes, count down on the amount...oh, and GET A NEW MICROWAVE(!) for leftovers...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, our faithful microwave, which my dearest cousin bought for my first apartment 10 years ago, finally bit the dust...and sure enough, magic smoke...no more microwave! :(  So, hopefully on Thursday, we'll get a chance to get another one...AFTER I get Gabby looked at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sighs&gt; Poor Gabby has a "black eye"!  That is, a broken headlight...so how, you say did she break a headlight?  By running into a buck, of course!  Yes, I hit a deer last night, driving home from the grocery store. :(  Thank goodness for an Emergency Fund!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-2572019431311325680?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/2572019431311325680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=2572019431311325680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2572019431311325680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2572019431311325680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/11/soup-its-whats-for-dinner.html' title='SOUP!  It&apos;s what&apos;s for dinner!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-887872453040885392</id><published>2008-11-04T13:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:30:26.877-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ELECTION DAY!</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my life, I'm simply not motivated to vote in a presidential election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before my mama panics, let me reassure you--I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; vote, and fulfilled my civic obligation and responsibility as an adult citizen of these United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you that maybe reading this, thinking...Why waste my time?  or, Does it really matter?  Just remember that this is our government, and the freedom that we love will not long survive if we, the people, turn away from our responsibility to govern ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-887872453040885392?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/887872453040885392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=887872453040885392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/887872453040885392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/887872453040885392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='ELECTION DAY!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-3562405971618931143</id><published>2008-10-27T11:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:10:05.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time of year, already...</title><content type='html'>Seen for the first time yesterday, but mixed with drizzle, I tried to ignore the obvious...but today leaves NO doubt.  SNOW!  No accumulation yet, of course, but the season's first snow is falling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-3562405971618931143?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/3562405971618931143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=3562405971618931143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3562405971618931143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3562405971618931143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-that-time-of-winter-already.html' title='It&apos;s that time of year, already...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8187056863030813142</id><published>2008-09-22T16:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:33:40.565-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*sings* It's beginning to look a lot like...</title><content type='html'>AUTUMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's right, the first official day of fall is here...and like clockwork, the trees here in west/central Wisconsin are just starting to change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fall, the glorious riot of colors of autumn...the rich reds, deep orange and vibrant yellows!  The touch of a crisp early fall morning, covered in fog.  It is a wonderous time of year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8187056863030813142?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8187056863030813142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8187056863030813142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8187056863030813142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8187056863030813142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/09/sings-its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='*sings* It&apos;s beginning to look a lot like...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5057943888454492092</id><published>2008-09-18T06:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T06:46:06.015-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and WAR is LIVE!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, all non-MMORPG's fans stop reading now...'cause, honestly, you won't be interested. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after months (or is it years now?) of anticipation, and an enjoyable Preview Weekend, followed by Open Beta, &lt;a href="http://www.warhammeronline.com"&gt;Warhammer Online: Age of Reckoning&lt;/a&gt; is finally LIVE today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truly the first game that I LOVE PvP!  Anyone who knows me, in-game, can attest to my hatred for PvP in most games.  Mythic has outdone themselves...this may be the game that finally takes me away from DAoC for good...  The concept of RvR involving both PvE and PvP is a solid one.  Giving me the opportunity to aid my realm in any and all adventuring!  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if any of you are still reading...and care to join the melee, I'm usually playing Tikhai/Tikva (Order) on Saphery.  To arms!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5057943888454492092?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5057943888454492092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5057943888454492092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5057943888454492092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5057943888454492092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/09/and-war-is-live.html' title='and WAR is LIVE!!!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8227783405257274238</id><published>2008-08-22T21:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:37:31.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...and WAR Commences!</title><content type='html'>Today marks the first day of the Preview Weekend for Mythic's newest offering to the MMO community, &lt;em&gt;Warhammer Online: Age of Reckoning&lt;/em&gt;.  So, guess what Hunny and I are doing this weekend? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8227783405257274238?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8227783405257274238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8227783405257274238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8227783405257274238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8227783405257274238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-war-commences.html' title='...and WAR Commences!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-3541309082181056138</id><published>2008-08-11T07:17:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:38:55.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's called TEAMWORK...GO USA!</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't get to watch the primetime Olympics last night, but first thing this morning I was greeted with the replay of the spectacular 4X100m freestyle relay, and the photo finish that brings the gold back to the USA after both Sydney and Athens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbcolympics.com/swimming/news/newsid=194272.html#relay+instant+olympic+classic?GT1=39001"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-3541309082181056138?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/3541309082181056138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=3541309082181056138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3541309082181056138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3541309082181056138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-called-teamworkgo-usa.html' title='It&apos;s called TEAMWORK...GO USA!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-7391194059691777675</id><published>2008-08-10T10:31:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:41:15.139-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Bonbon</title><content type='html'>Well, Hunny says her name is Bonnie (thanks for letting us borrow the name, sis!), but I call her Bonbon, which hunny thinks is ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her breeder posted these nice pictures of Bonbon as she grew...so join us in welcoming Bonnie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is at 4 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8YaLSn6qI/AAAAAAAAALg/mtKiNiF6eV4/s1600-h/Kitten4wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8YaLSn6qI/AAAAAAAAALg/mtKiNiF6eV4/s200/Kitten4wks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232928130014374562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and at 5 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8ZgHa1LUI/AAAAAAAAALo/c_yZIg3V_Wc/s1600-h/Kitten5wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8ZgHa1LUI/AAAAAAAAALo/c_yZIg3V_Wc/s200/Kitten5wks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232929331565899074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...this is the picture that captured my heart, at 7 weeks old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8Z99LG_gI/AAAAAAAAALw/tkRlBmP-Rfk/s1600-h/Kitten7wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8Z99LG_gI/AAAAAAAAALw/tkRlBmP-Rfk/s200/Kitten7wks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232929844211678722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and again at 8 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8aaVuCarI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UktEHKU8e60/s1600-h/Kitten8wks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8aaVuCarI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UktEHKU8e60/s200/Kitten8wks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232930331836967602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...finally, here she is at 11 1/2 weeks, right before she came home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8auXwARLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tSB-X_fXWwo/s1600-h/Kitten11wks1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8auXwARLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tSB-X_fXWwo/s200/Kitten11wks1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232930675979470002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just lazin' around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8a1dpHueI/AAAAAAAAAMI/-___vCWFZyY/s1600-h/Kitten11wks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8a1dpHueI/AAAAAAAAAMI/-___vCWFZyY/s200/Kitten11wks2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232930797820295650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get some new pictures posted soon...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.rouletii.com/"&gt;Rouletii Ragdolls&lt;/a&gt; for these cute pictures of our little girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-7391194059691777675?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/7391194059691777675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=7391194059691777675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7391194059691777675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7391194059691777675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/08/introducing-bonbon.html' title='Introducing Bonbon'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/SJ8YaLSn6qI/AAAAAAAAALg/mtKiNiF6eV4/s72-c/Kitten4wks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-8943078154409257320</id><published>2008-06-10T16:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:41:16.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And the floods came...</title><content type='html'>Severe flooding has devastated the Midwest over the last several days, as I'm sure that many of you are aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lake Delton, part of the Wisconsin Dells area, about 1-1/2 hour from here has been devastated by the rupture of the dam.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, here in Black River Falls, we have only experienced rainfall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep those affected by these damaging floods in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8943078154409257320?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8943078154409257320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8943078154409257320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8943078154409257320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8943078154409257320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-floods-came.html' title='And the floods came...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-1936817739369710143</id><published>2008-02-07T19:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:17:04.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I CANNOT believe it!</title><content type='html'>*sighs hugely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the reasoning behind why McCain is now left to assume the Republican nomination, by default, but &lt;em&gt;honestly&lt;/em&gt;...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be known, I'm frustrated and disgusted by our prospects for the November election.  For crying out loud, this is as bad as the year that Dole was the candidate! *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my adult life, I'd be sorely tempted...if Obama gets the Democratic nomination.  Honestly, I don't even want to consider what will happen if he &lt;em&gt;doesn't&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth is, there isn't a good option available, in my opinion...and I refused to NOT vote or throw my vote away...so where does that leave me in November?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1936817739369710143?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1936817739369710143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1936817739369710143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1936817739369710143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1936817739369710143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cannot-believe-it.html' title='I CANNOT believe it!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8287789132227711995</id><published>2008-02-04T18:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:26:37.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SuperBowl Sunday...and the place was packed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/R6ezvgk1mAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UhipyCpZfl8/s1600-h/Joseph.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/R6ezvgk1mAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UhipyCpZfl8/s320/Joseph.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163293126583228418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chanhassen Theatre's main stage that is!  On the spur of the moment on Saturday, my hunny invited me to join him on Sunday evening in Chanhassen (near Minneapolis) for the 100th show of &lt;em&gt;Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat&lt;/em&gt;!  It has shown twice at the Chanhassen, the last in 1983!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was FANTASTIC!!!  I have loved the show since I first saw the video starring Donny Osmond as Joseph, but honestly, seeing it live by professional actors was extraordinary!  We had such a wonderfully great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you a million, Hunny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8287789132227711995?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8287789132227711995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8287789132227711995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8287789132227711995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8287789132227711995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/02/superbowl-sundayand-place-was-packed.html' title='SuperBowl Sunday...and the place was packed!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/R6ezvgk1mAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UhipyCpZfl8/s72-c/Joseph.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-3081427644105740138</id><published>2008-01-05T15:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T16:13:33.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Maebh is finally here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL1609/8560841/18712819/296820858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL1609/8560841/18712819/296820858.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of searching, miles of driving, half-a-dozen states, climbing into and out of hundreds (or is it thousands???) of recreational vehicles, a variety of RV shows, and a &lt;em&gt;gazillion&lt;/em&gt; hours online researching all aspects of RV'ing, we finally bought home our Maebh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, our RV options have been wide and varied...starting with a huge Class A bus, soon moving to plans for fulltiming with a fifth-wheel, shrinking down to a tiny Class B conversion van, and finally arriving at the perfect size...a 22-foot Class C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brands were 'cussed and discussed...&lt;br /&gt;  slide-outs, did we want them, did we not?&lt;br /&gt;  eye-bleeding colors?&lt;br /&gt;  large ownership clubs?&lt;br /&gt;  easy access to repair facilities?&lt;br /&gt;  safety issues?, etc...&lt;br /&gt;Finally coming down to two, the Winnebago View or the BornFree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to BornFree factory in Humboldt, IA last October was the deciding factor...it was now just a matter of time, and &lt;em&gt;money&lt;/em&gt;...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a careful eye on preowned models online, we finally found one which seemed perfect...a 2001 22' Build-for-Two for a very reasonable price!  After making all the arrangements over the Christmas/New Year holiday, we drove back down to Humboldt and made a complete walkthru, and a few hours later, Maebh was ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama, remember those "adventures in moving" that we always talked about?  Well, now there is a new category..."RV Adventures!"  Let's just say that while we had a GREAT time on our meandering drive home, dry camping in January in the Midwest was silly...and not to be repeated, unless under EXTREME diress! :P  Especially if you forgot the sleeping bags!  Needlesstosay, we froze, but had a great time doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we are safely home, and looking forward to miles of adventure!  So, Texas look out, we are headed your way in April!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-3081427644105740138?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/3081427644105740138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=3081427644105740138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3081427644105740138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3081427644105740138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2008/01/maebh-is-finally-here.html' title='Maebh is finally here!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4240263659836970290</id><published>2007-11-12T19:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:52:40.977-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits-n-Pieces</title><content type='html'>I have to say, imo DYSON is the best vacuum that I have ever used!  Hunny and I finally bit the bullet and bought one, after reading about them for several months...and I can honestly say that I've never seen my stairs looking so nice since the day that we moved in here!  There is this awesome little attachment that is a mini-turbine brush and with it, I was able to &lt;em&gt;thoroughly&lt;/em&gt; vacuum our stairs for the first time ever! *dances* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm anxiously awaiting the arrival of the Oddball Blanket #4!  What is ever better, is that I have yarn in my STASH for it!!!  Yes, even I have a itty-bitty tiny stash, but it is alive; tho it holds mostly Red Heart and Caron Simply Soft so far! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out after work tonight, a magazine caught my eye which featured a type of diabetes called Latent Autoimmune Diabetes in Adults.  I am truly intrigued...one of the interesting features of this type is that they are often initially diagnosed as Type II diabetics, but they progress rapidly to insulin use to achieve glycemic control.  Definately makes a person think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh!  I think that my dog finally decided to sleep in her doghouse this week!  Ya know the saying, "doesn't know when to come in out of the rain"?  Well, Hunny and I have asserted for years that we truly have the dumbest creature that God &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; made, but a couple of weeks ago, she proved it yet again.  We had bought a doghouse for her, to help shelter her from the elements (instead of having to run down and gather her into the garage everytime the weather started dripping)...so, we place it outside, and guess what our brillant pooch did???  She laid out in the rain, drippy and miserable, &lt;em&gt;across the yard&lt;/em&gt; from the doghouse!!!  Goofus!!!  Babystep #1, we took the roof off and put the base in the garage for her to sleep in...and she did!  &lt;em&gt;Amazing!&lt;/em&gt;  Babystep #2 we put the roof on (in the garage)...and she slept on the concrete. *perplexed frown*  Then Hunny had a brillant thought, and we moved the doghouse and picked up the carpeting strip that was under it, and put a HUGE garbage can in its place...and guess what?!?  Doofus has slept in her doghouse, with the roof, for &lt;em&gt;two&lt;/em&gt; nights...!  Babystep #3, you ask...move it all outside! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now...! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4240263659836970290?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4240263659836970290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4240263659836970290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4240263659836970290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4240263659836970290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/11/bits-n-pieces.html' title='Bits-n-Pieces'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-3541938053525777121</id><published>2007-11-05T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T18:16:24.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>My mama says that this was my favorite question as a child..."Mommy, WHY?" Though, as an adult this question remains the basis for curiosity and continued learning, there are times that this question of &lt;em&gt;WHY?&lt;/em&gt; beats against the heavens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is one of those times...a little baby, held in my hands a few days before, crushed to death...a new life, still bound to its mother for sustenance is suddenly taken away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet in the midst of my tears, my anger and my sorrows...I know that "our God is in the heavens: he hath done whatsoever he hath pleased. (Psalm 115:3) Remembering again the truth that Job knew...the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD. (Job 1:21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blest to have a position that allows me to &lt;em&gt;parakletos&lt;/em&gt; (come alongside, comfort) many during times of joy and sorrow...and there are times that I wish I could shield my heart from the pain of the sorrows, but I know that I would lose the joys of life. I just wish that it didn't hurt so much sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:...a time to be born, and a time to die...a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;... (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-3541938053525777121?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/3541938053525777121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=3541938053525777121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3541938053525777121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3541938053525777121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4798124003268556906</id><published>2007-10-31T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:26:38.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeing Double!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Ryk5ib5gKlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qObsuLkkSWA/s1600-h/Seeing+Double_JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Ryk5ib5gKlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qObsuLkkSWA/s320/Seeing+Double_JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127692914505296466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, normally I don't recognize the now traditional holiday that falls on October 31st, but today was just too much...I just HAD to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, at my workplace, costumes were the normal today, but this photograph is a colleague and his assistant.  I thought that it was a truly original idea for a costume and hillariously funny!  A little giggle tried to erupt each time that I saw her today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. The funniest thing is that HE had no idea that she was coming costumed today!  I never realized that he so commonly wore khakis with a blue shirt! hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4798124003268556906?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4798124003268556906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4798124003268556906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4798124003268556906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4798124003268556906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/10/ok-normally-i-dont-recognize-now.html' title='Seeing Double!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/Ryk5ib5gKlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/qObsuLkkSWA/s72-c/Seeing+Double_JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-1358992769424412626</id><published>2007-10-26T20:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:53:33.694-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery!</title><content type='html'>After knitting for several years, I made a discovery that truly feels like a "doh!" moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While finishing a basketweave square for an office Project Christmas blanket, I noticed that I had knitted two stitches four rows below, that should have been purled.  So...I dropped the stitches, and then "re-purled" them appropriately.  It sounds really simple now, but it was amazing to realize that I can repair work rows below.  Again, a "doh!" moment, but one that was really nice to discover!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1358992769424412626?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1358992769424412626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1358992769424412626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1358992769424412626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1358992769424412626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/10/discovery.html' title='Discovery!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-1528267602410585681</id><published>2007-10-26T05:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T06:02:11.073-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumped about my PUMP!</title><content type='html'>Yes, the day has finally come...no more daily injections!  My pump is here and is my new constant companion.  So far...so good.  I've only had it going since last night, but at least I didn't get tangled in it last night while sleeping! :P  So, we'll see what the day holds...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1528267602410585681?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1528267602410585681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1528267602410585681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1528267602410585681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1528267602410585681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumped-about-my-pump.html' title='Pumped about my PUMP!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-1162497522425916089</id><published>2007-10-11T21:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T05:12:43.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!</title><content type='html'>...Well, almost, that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Socks!  I have officially turned my first heel and finished the gusset...thanks to Amy's super helpful &lt;a href="http://www.knittinghelp.com/knitting/videos/adv-tech/sock-heel-rds.mpg"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;!  All I have left is the foot and toe shaping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted this is a baby sock, but I'm still so excited!  I wasn't sure that I could do it, and I love it!  I started a baby sock so that it wouldn't take me forever to do it, as I knew that I'd get discouraged if I didn't get to the "exciting" part soon. :P  That I know how, these will make fun on-the-go projects for my purse!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my pump is ordered; my HgA1c is 7.3 (down THREE points!!!!); and I have a great job...this has been a good day! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1162497522425916089?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1162497522425916089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1162497522425916089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1162497522425916089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1162497522425916089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8112273685821642686</id><published>2007-10-01T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:02:37.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The OTHER side of the bed...</title><content type='html'>Number One, I am blessed with one smart, &lt;em&gt;determined&lt;/em&gt;, STUBBORN Hunny...and I am eternally grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short...I spend last night in the hospital, after my hunny dragged me to the Emergency Room.  Thankfully, everything is clearer by the light of day, and I was discharged this morning, after proving that I CAN still walk without getting &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; winded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plans at this time include changing my medications around, and hopefully leading to using an insulin pump by the end of the year.  While it has been very hard to make the psychological jump to using insulin, it is obviously apparent that it is controlling this disease significantly better than just oral medications alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only had the opportunity to be on the other side twice...and again, I find that it is not the preferred prespective.  It reminds me to be more patient, understanding, and compassionate to my patients who are struggling with the changes that the other side of the bed brings into their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8112273685821642686?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8112273685821642686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8112273685821642686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8112273685821642686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8112273685821642686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/10/other-side-of-bed.html' title='The OTHER side of the bed...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-3355498661480975831</id><published>2007-09-20T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T21:41:08.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister of my heart...</title><content type='html'>Tonight, the phone rang, checking the Caller ID, I noticed a completely unfamiliar number, but with an incongruous name!  Wait, that 409 is in the &lt;em&gt;WRONG &lt;/em&gt;place!  &lt;em&gt;Who is that?&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It CAN'T be!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hesitantly answering, the voice that I heard on the other end of the line was a dear one, that I have not heard for many years.  Though we have stayed in contact over the years through email; through various interstate moves, we had not spoken together in several years.  My heart clenched in apprehension, would we be able to actually visit, would we really still connect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever known that God gave you a gift in a specific person, just because you asked?  A person that you didn't even really know you needed...that no one else could fill?  A kindred spirit so like, and yet unlike yourself, that you found a more true reflection?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have...in the sister of my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-3355498661480975831?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/3355498661480975831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=3355498661480975831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3355498661480975831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/3355498661480975831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/sister-of-my-heart.html' title='Sister of my heart...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-860215451259496905</id><published>2007-09-20T10:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T10:19:13.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RAVELRY!</title><content type='html'>Well, I &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;got my invitation to RAVELRY! It is still in beta, and I've have on the waiting list for an invitation since July. Why are you so excited, do you say? Simply put, RAVELRY is the first knit/crochet service of its type, giving members not only a homepage to display their projects, but probably most useful, a &lt;em&gt;HUGE&lt;/em&gt; database of patterns, yarns, and photos of other knitters around the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'm such a slow knitter that I have very few projects to display, and my stash of yarn is embarrassingly small, but I'm excited to have this resource available for inspiration and guidance. Please, many KH'ers are there already too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as soon as it is open, I'll invite you all over for a look-see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on another note...the Scrunchable Scarf that I was making? ... well, it got frogged and is now turning into this &lt;a href="http://www.elann.com/ShowFreePattern.asp?Id=205024"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-860215451259496905?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/860215451259496905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=860215451259496905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/860215451259496905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/860215451259496905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/ravelry.html' title='RAVELRY!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5420304430033388824</id><published>2007-09-18T11:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T11:55:33.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and Thanks...</title><content type='html'>My brother visited this last weekend on his way between North Dakota and Missouri.  We had a really good time...gaming together, sharing music and just chatting!  Plus we great news while he was here too, so overall it was a wonderful weekend.  I'm actually looking forward to his return in two weeks! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the Oddball Blanket #3, and enclosed from divagirl, was a gorgeous varigated skein of mmmmmmalabrigo in Oceanos.  It is SOOOOoooo soft!  This is my second time to use merino yarn...and I'm hooked!  My bias against wool is far-reaching, but these merino yarns have wiggled their way into my knitting.  After perusing many of the free scarf designs available online, and knitting a couple of swatches, I have decided on the &lt;a href="http://www.knitlist.com/96gift/giftsscarf.htm"&gt;Scrunchable Scarf&lt;/a&gt;.  It will give a nice texture, but allow the beauty of the yarn's colorway to be easily appreciated.  I've never had a wool scarf before, but I figured that it would be a nice addition to my small winter wardrobe as I head into my second Wisconsin winter.  Thank you so much, divagirl!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My yarn stash is so virtually non-existant that I find myself needing to go shopping again for yarn for the Oddball Blanket!  I had such a good time with the Oddball Sunshine Shawl, and just loved the fingerling yarn that I got in Baraboo, the color was Sunrise!  Though after trying to get the mmmmmmmmmmmalabrigo into a ball last night, I have to find a better way...it was so slow!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've been reading the reviews on the new Harmony Options, and I think that I'm gonna have to try them!  I had been thinking about the regular Options, but I don't really like the metal needles, too slippery for me...but the wooden Harmony tips sounds just perfect!  Now, I just need to wait until next month, or maybe put off some other spending from my mad money fund!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5420304430033388824?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5420304430033388824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5420304430033388824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5420304430033388824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5420304430033388824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/thoughts-and-thanks.html' title='Thoughts and Thanks...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5555940402020942403</id><published>2007-09-13T05:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T05:12:29.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share my joy!  After waiting weeks and weeks, the exam scores were finally posted this morning, and I passed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5555940402020942403?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5555940402020942403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5555940402020942403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5555940402020942403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5555940402020942403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8352983416328000082</id><published>2007-09-07T11:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T11:44:39.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CREDIT CARD DEBT FREE!!!</title><content type='html'>Woo-hoo!  After making some really dumb mistakes with money over the last several years, I have finally paid off the last of my credit cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I still have my school loans, car loan and mortgage left, I'm so glad to finally have my last credit card debt GONE!  ...  never to return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the last year, Hunny and I have paid off a lot of debt, in spite of setting up a new house with appliances.  God is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Daddy, thanks for dragging me to &lt;a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/"&gt;Dave Ramsey's&lt;/a&gt; LIVE event in Midland ... when I didn't even know I needed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8352983416328000082?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8352983416328000082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8352983416328000082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8352983416328000082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8352983416328000082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/credit-card-debt-free.html' title='CREDIT CARD DEBT FREE!!!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-323774926905169125</id><published>2007-09-06T19:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:09:49.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes really do come true!!!</title><content type='html'>After I first met my hunny, and learned that he had never seen a rainbow due to being colorblind, I looked forward to the day that we would stand together in heaven and I could watch his face as he saw his first rainbow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, part of that wish come true!  For the first time ever, my hunny saw a yellow streak in the sky!  While not a perfect rainbow, by any means, it was such a joy to know that he could see a rainbow, though imperfectly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he'll see it perfectly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-323774926905169125?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/323774926905169125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=323774926905169125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/323774926905169125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/323774926905169125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/wishes-really-do-come-true.html' title='Wishes really do come true!!!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8074550421390814339</id><published>2007-09-06T07:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:59:42.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>www.FRED08.com ... Check it out!</title><content type='html'>Well, he finally did it!  Fred Thompson has finally officially announced that he is running for president in 2008!  YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8074550421390814339?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8074550421390814339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8074550421390814339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8074550421390814339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8074550421390814339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/09/wwwfred08com-check-it-out.html' title='www.FRED08.com ... Check it &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fred08.com/index.aspx&quot;&gt;out&lt;/a&gt;!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-244037356221188657</id><published>2007-08-14T06:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T06:10:26.425-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Teeth...BAD Teeth!</title><content type='html'>Well, Hunny is headed to the oral surgeon today.  Hopefully, he will emerge somewhat toothless...that is, with up to eight teeth extracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have known that his teeth were bad for quite some time, but only recently realized that he still had significant disease (ie. cavities) in there.  It seems, that the three dentists that we've talked to in the last two years, didn't seem to think that impacted wisdom teeth and cavities were all that important...rather, let's see if we can convince these fine folks to spend GOBS of money on CAPS!!!  Needlesstosay, I'm quite frustrated with the whole dental profession at the moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now we are preparing for him to be virtually toothless for a few months. :P  Actually, I'm not too worried about the months down the road, because we are planning on getting implants for several, but I am concerned about the next few days.  I've heard horror stories regarding "dry socket" and I can only imagine with him losing eight at once, that this greatly increases his risk...so any prayers for health would be appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, sidebar to any kids reading this...take a lesson from Hunny...NO CHEWING!  IT RUINS YOUR TEETH!  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, morning responsibilities await me...blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-244037356221188657?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/244037356221188657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=244037356221188657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/244037356221188657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/244037356221188657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-teethbad-teeth.html' title='Good Teeth...BAD Teeth!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4350312703014888532</id><published>2007-07-28T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:28:34.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...it REALLY fits!</title><content type='html'>My hunny and I were shopping for furniture today, and he noticed that my jeans had developed an embarassing "stretch mark" at the joint of my back pocket...so we immediately headed to the nearest mall, and the location of my favorite clothing store, CJ Banks.  Trying on several pairs of jeans resulted in &lt;em&gt;nada&lt;/em&gt;, and so we headed down the mall to the scariest store ever...Lane Bryant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but Lane Bryant was, at one time, a wonderful store for fuller figures, but over the last couple of years, their style has moved towards a more trendy, adolescent styling that doesn't mesh well with fuller figures, in my opinion...not to mention a professional look!  Therefore, I have strictly avoided and have begun to actually detest their stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, with great trepidation, I cautiously walked in and found the stacks of jeans lining the wall.  What greeted my eyes was a rainbow of colors...well, just three, but red, blue and yellow...and a myriad of sizes, only these were 1, 2, 3, 4, etc.  In absolute shock, I stood there baffled...finally a self-described "cute" salesclerk arrived and offered to measure my waist to assess my fit for these ridiculously tiny sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after watching her change measuring tape once, and then turn it over and over, back and forth, obviously without the slightest hint of where to start...this humble seamtress grab up the tape, read the large-print instructions of START HERE -&gt;&gt; and placed the thin strap around my middle and waited for the salesclerk to pull it ever so tightly and kindly degree...SIZE 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then the amazing array of colors...what color was I?  After a brief discussion about fit of jeans in the past...it was determined that I was BLUE, to my silent and joyful acclaim, I always knew that BLUE was my favorite color for a very good reason!  Honestly, can &lt;em&gt;anyone &lt;/em&gt;imagine me a YELLOW?!?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I had to choose between two style of cut, either bootcut or flare.  Both styles were pushed into my hands and I turned to move to the rooms at the back of the store.  Suddenly, a young, blond, and totally excitable salesclerk joined us and suggested that I also try a RED, as she just knew this would be the best fit!  So, with three pairs of jeans in hand, I handed to the changing rooms, quite sure that all the colors and the new sizes were simply hype...and I would be soon facing the inevitable conclusion, yet another brand of jeans that really doesn't fit...might be passable, but not truly fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I in for the surprise of my life!  I tried the first pair, the BLUE, SIZE 3, bootcut jeans and fell in love...for the first time since the torrent of estrogen ran rough-shod over my DNA and turned my cells from girl to woman, I had truly found a pair of jeans that REALLY fit!  I couldn't believe it...no awkward gapping at the waist, no belts cinched tight or need to place uncomfortable darts in the waistband to make them fit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I was opening my wallet and purchasing one pair immediately.  Over the next few weeks, I hope to find that they will continue to fit well, and if so, I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that I'll be back...even if the store is a frightening collection of styles that will never find their way into my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I find it hillariously funny...I wear a SIZE 3! &lt;br /&gt;*giggles uncontrollably*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4350312703014888532?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4350312703014888532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4350312703014888532&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4350312703014888532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4350312703014888532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/07/finallya-pair-of-jeans-that-really-fits.html' title='Finally...it REALLY fits!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-1563621314804332484</id><published>2007-06-24T20:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:04:51.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ToDo List...</title><content type='html'>There are so many things that I would love to do...and so many things that I &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon, there will be a chance to knit on the Oddball projects at KH.  I still have to finish my SunRay Shawl, but it's on hold atm while I'm finishing a super-soft, super-secret project for next week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at some knitting blogs this evening, in particular the &lt;a href="http://pinklemontwist.blogspot.com/2007/06/mystery-stole-3-let-madness-begin.html"&gt;Mystery Stole III&lt;/a&gt; and I would love to be able to join this knit-along, but I simply don't have the time right now.  The Leda's design was gorgeous too!  Oh, and the Scheherazade Stole...! *sighs*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I want to learn how to knit socks...but I have a few more projects ahead of myself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course that all fits into my latent desire to try spinning...but I really don't know how to start there, but I think it would be fantastic to be able to take natural fibers and spin it, and craft it into a useful, beautiful item for yourself, family or friends...so who knows?  maybe one day, I will actually buy a couple of alpacas for fiber after all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that's all on top of all that, boards are next month...tho I shouldn't complain, because they will get accomplished...in time...they always do, I know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's always nice to know that there is something out there to look forward too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1563621314804332484?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1563621314804332484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1563621314804332484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1563621314804332484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1563621314804332484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-are-so-many-things-that-i-would.html' title='ToDo List...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8043428891180279740</id><published>2007-06-23T16:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:12:43.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisconsin Renaissance Faire!</title><content type='html'>Well, Hunny and I headed to Chippewa Falls today to visit the Wisconsin Renaissance Faire and had a good time...though I forgot how hot the sun can get, even here! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add some pics of the Skills at Arms demonstration later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8043428891180279740?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8043428891180279740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8043428891180279740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8043428891180279740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8043428891180279740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/wisconsin-renaissance-faire.html' title='Wisconsin Renaissance Faire!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5789307421864376765</id><published>2007-06-22T12:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T16:04:13.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still a Midwife</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, a dear friend asked how I was adjusting to the changes in my birthing role as a doctor.  Then today, a new friend sent me the following poem, written by a graduate nurse-midwife in response to the news that her practice would not include deliveries.  While it, of course, does not address the specific changes that I have made over the course of the last 10 years, the spirit captured here resonates within my heart...that I am &lt;em&gt;still a midwife&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still a Midwife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a midwife.&lt;br /&gt;I am “with woman.”&lt;br /&gt;My hands may only know the memory of catching babies,&lt;br /&gt;But I AM a midwife.&lt;br /&gt;I may miss at times the energy of labor&lt;br /&gt;And the intensity of birth,&lt;br /&gt;But I am still a midwife, and am still “with woman.”&lt;br /&gt;I am with her as she discovers the joy of having become pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I am with her as I hold her while she weeps for a baby lost.&lt;br /&gt;I am with woman as I welcome new midwives into this sisterhood.&lt;br /&gt;I may at times long for the perfect cry of a new life,&lt;br /&gt;Or remember the primal scent of childbirth,&lt;br /&gt;But I am still a midwife, and am still “with woman.”&lt;br /&gt;I am with woman as she sits; wide-eyed and frightened, waiting for her first pelvic exam.&lt;br /&gt;I am with woman as I teach her to embrace her health.&lt;br /&gt;My place of practice may not be a delivery room, or a birth center . . .&lt;br /&gt;But I still have the heart and hands of a midwife&lt;br /&gt;And forever will be “with woman.”&lt;br /&gt;~Jen Meyers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5789307421864376765?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5789307421864376765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5789307421864376765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5789307421864376765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5789307421864376765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/still-midwife.html' title='Still a Midwife'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-7717819389047822638</id><published>2007-06-14T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T20:50:53.056-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY JOB!!!</title><content type='html'>Gotta say...there's nothing like having a new life slip into your hands and hearing that first breath of life!  My job ROCKS!  &lt;blockquote&gt;And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. ~Genesis 2:7&lt;/blockquote&gt; So, if you don't birth...then &lt;em&gt;CATCH&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-7717819389047822638?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/7717819389047822638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=7717819389047822638&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7717819389047822638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7717819389047822638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-my-job.html' title='I LOVE MY JOB!!!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8790013022840754541</id><published>2007-06-11T21:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:20:35.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress...finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL1609/8560841/16044294/259088545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pic20.picturetrail.com/VOL1609/8560841/16044294/259088545.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am in the final stretch of my first natural fiber, lace (I use that term loosely!) knit shawl!  I have just a handful of rows left, then the picot bind-off.  I am so excited that I have nearly completed it!  It's taken me months and a baby blanket in between to finish...but it's nearly done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cheers*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8790013022840754541?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8790013022840754541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8790013022840754541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8790013022840754541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8790013022840754541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/progressfinally.html' title='Progress...finally!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-7835097943992841054</id><published>2007-06-03T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:52:50.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The KEY...!</title><content type='html'>Ok, now maybe I'm retarded, but I dislike, despise and down-right HATE the new-fangled electronic hotel keys!  Ol'fashion keys are so simple.  It's mechanical and easy.  These new keys are a PITA!  I hate having to stand in front of my door trying and &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;TRYING&lt;/em&gt; to simply enter the room that I've spend gobs of money to have the privilege of &lt;em&gt;entering &lt;/em&gt;without difficulties!  ...and that doesn't even touch on the times that it simply WON'T work and requires a hike back to the front desk to get the key reset...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/rant off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's been having trouble getting into her room today??? :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-7835097943992841054?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/7835097943992841054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=7835097943992841054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7835097943992841054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/7835097943992841054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/key.html' title='The KEY...!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4815453008957469586</id><published>2007-06-03T09:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T10:03:50.888-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm in Seattle for a week...studying! *frowns*  Scheduled to take my boards in July, i've heard great things about this review course...so here I am!  Only fly in the soup is that my hunny is not here to share his secrets of Seattle...or to enjoy his first visit in over 3 years.  Small consolation is that there is a Taco Bell AND a Jack-in-the-Box within a block walk of my hotel...so I won't be forced to continue eating at the hotel (read &lt;em&gt;expensive&lt;/em&gt;) restaurant the whole week! *laughs*  Great...now I'm stuck with tacos or burgers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nothing much else to note...except the mountains that I've seen so far were while flying over them, approaching SeaTac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4815453008957469586?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4815453008957469586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4815453008957469586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4815453008957469586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4815453008957469586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/06/seattle.html' title='Seattle!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4797918076685645317</id><published>2007-05-29T17:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:06:27.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day brings...</title><content type='html'>Well, all in the passage of a few hours, I have made some discoveries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, the back-hayfield ultimately had the last laugh, as my hands are bruised from the pressure of pushing Bob thru &lt;em&gt;miles&lt;/em&gt; of thigh-high weeds.  Yes, I'm a wimp, I admit it...they &lt;strong&gt;HURT&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, my brother has a new dog...and that's all I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three, a research company in New Zealand anticipates having milk that is naturally &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/18917406/wid/11915773?GT1=10008"&gt;lo-fat&lt;/a&gt; in 4 years ... too cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing important to say...just wanted to whine. *moans*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4797918076685645317?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4797918076685645317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4797918076685645317&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4797918076685645317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4797918076685645317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-day-brings.html' title='What a day brings...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5650183202823076228</id><published>2007-05-28T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T21:05:12.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the GRASS GODDESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just KIDDIN'!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after a more weeks than I can count, an emergency trip to Texas and finally to top it off, ten-zillion buckets of rain last week, our backyard was beginning to look like a hayfield.  In fact, a co-worker asked me when we were gonna start baling it for sell! :P  So, the ONE, AND ONLY goal this weekend was to get the backyard cut down to size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after hours of sweaty, disgusting work (with grass-stained toes included!) our knee to thigh-high grass is now shading only my toes.  w00t!!!  Bob (our backup gasoline, elcheapo WalMart special, mower) was a real trooper and got the job done, though he did try to choke a couple of times in the course of the afternoon.  FINALLY, no more hay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Memorial Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5650183202823076228?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5650183202823076228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5650183202823076228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5650183202823076228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5650183202823076228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-grass-goddess.html' title='I am the GRASS GODDESS!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5466820747713041306</id><published>2007-05-25T13:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:17:50.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory...</title><content type='html'>This is from the memorial service for a patient that passed unexpectantly earlier this week.  I wanted to share it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Not There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and weep,&lt;br /&gt;I am not there, I do not sleep&lt;br /&gt;I am in a thousand winds that blow,&lt;br /&gt;I am the softly falling snow.&lt;br /&gt;I am the gentle showers of rain,&lt;br /&gt;I am the fields of ripening grain,&lt;br /&gt;I am in the morning hush,&lt;br /&gt;I am in the graceful rush&lt;br /&gt;Of birds in circling flight.&lt;br /&gt;I am the star shine of the night.&lt;br /&gt;I am in the flowers that bloom,&lt;br /&gt;I am in a quiet room,&lt;br /&gt;I am the birds that sing,&lt;br /&gt;I am in each lovely thing. &lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry,&lt;br /&gt;I am not there.  I did not die.&lt;br /&gt;~Mary Frye&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As morbid as it sounds, death seems very near this week, in a variety of ways.  I am reminded again of the Tolkien mythos, and how Death was a gift to Men, though oft misunderstood, from Illuvitar, the One.  This has often been an intriquing thought for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5466820747713041306?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5466820747713041306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5466820747713041306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5466820747713041306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5466820747713041306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-6634774487738049206</id><published>2007-05-24T09:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T09:39:47.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life &amp; Death</title><content type='html'>Have you ever considered the strength, yet the fragility of life?  I have been forced too, over the last several weeks, both professionally and personally.  Humanity hangs onto life with such intense desperation, and in a moment...it's gone.  One moment, life is there with all its joys, its sorrows, the hope of youth, the wisdom of age...then like a candle flame snuffed out.  Within, the driving passion to restore life and the tenacity to keep fighting rages; mixed with the willingness to allow death to come as a friend in peace, watching as yet another patiently steps through that door.  Training comes into conflict with reality...and again a struggle through the issues of life and death.  &lt;blockquote&gt;I call heaven and earth to record this day against you, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that [you] may live. ~Deuteronomy 30:19 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is a reprise that touches the core of this dichotomy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I live this life until this life won't let me live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;Then I will walk yes I will walk&lt;br /&gt;With patience through that open door&lt;br /&gt;I have no fears, angels follow me wherever I may go&lt;br /&gt;I live this life until this life won't let me live here anymore&lt;br /&gt;~Live This Life, Big&amp;Rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-6634774487738049206?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/6634774487738049206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=6634774487738049206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/6634774487738049206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/6634774487738049206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/05/various-wonderings.html' title='Life &amp; Death'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8753621191118493601</id><published>2007-05-16T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T18:28:23.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CANCER!</title><content type='html'>This last week has been a stressful, hard period of time.  I would like to express my gratitude to my extended family for their loving support of my family during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days ago, my mama underwent a colonoscopy, and was found to have a significant blockage that was confirmed to be cancer a few days later.  Subsequently, she was scheduled for surgery this week for removal of the tumor and pathological staging.  We found out on Friday, that Mama has Stage IIIB colon cancer, and it is recommended that she undergo chemotherapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hunny and I made an emergency trip to Texas to be with my parents during this trying time.  We got home later yesterday, and I'm still exhausted, but I'm so glad that I was able to be at home this last week.  Again, I want to thank the wonderful people that I work with for their flexibility and understanding during this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it has been a difficult experience to face up to this diagnosis...and all the implications.  I have cried many tears, and asked many unanswerable questions.  I know that God will continue to strengthen my parents for the road ahead, and I ask you for your prayers for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8753621191118493601?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8753621191118493601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8753621191118493601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8753621191118493601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8753621191118493601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/05/cancer.html' title='CANCER!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8559180411474650875</id><published>2007-04-24T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:51:22.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>Well, today marks the third year of my marriage to my hunny!  A lot has changed in the last three years, and yet on the other hand, not too much at all.  There have been some unexpected changes, and many memories along the way.  I pray that I am a better person for his presence in my life, and I look forward to many more years together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8559180411474650875?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8559180411474650875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8559180411474650875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8559180411474650875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8559180411474650875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8850954862751924721</id><published>2007-04-17T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T18:28:17.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snacking</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm learning all sorts of things about eating over the last several days.  Since the realization that my blood sugar was sky-high, I have been working hard at changing my eating patterns.  I have learned all about carb-counting, calories, fiber, etc.  Much of it, I knew before, but it has taken this diagnosis to make me apply many of these facts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a tastier note, I have discovered some of the BEST snack bars.  Kashi brand is wonderful...and I get a taste of chocolate too!  The dietcian also introduced me to Fiber One bars too...and guess what, they are chocolate too!  I'm so excited!!!  Pretty sad, huh? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, happy tax day! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8850954862751924721?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8850954862751924721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8850954862751924721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8850954862751924721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8850954862751924721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/snacking.html' title='Snacking'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-2173806020295220198</id><published>2007-04-13T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T20:25:58.538-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loose him, and let him go!</title><content type='html'>I have rediscovered this statement of the Messiah this evening as I began to study the concept of sickness, especially a sickness to the glory of God.  What a statement of release and freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week has been extremely tumultous for me.  I was told last Friday, that a routine blood test showed that I have developed diabetes.  Many must think, "Why are you so distressed, it was only to be expected...?"  Nevertheless, the realization of an expected illness has still been a personal journey thru a valley of shadow.  I still find it hard to comprehend the magnitude of this illness on my life.  Privately, I am still grieving my loss, though I am beginning to see the hand of grace in my sorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to rediscovering the beauties of the Messiah's love from John 11.  &lt;blockquote&gt;This sickness is not unto death, but for the glory of God, that the Son of God might be glorified thereby...Are there not twelve hours in the day? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him..I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?...When Jesus therefore saw her weeping...he groaned in the spirit,...Jesus wept...Said I not unto thee, that, if thou wouldest believe, thou shouldest see the glory of God?...COME FORTH...And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with graveclothes:...Loose him, and let him go. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-2173806020295220198?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/2173806020295220198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=2173806020295220198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2173806020295220198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2173806020295220198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/loose-him-and-let-him-go.html' title='Loose him, and let him go!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-8066085842892403781</id><published>2007-04-11T11:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:26:39.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Wisconsin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rh0hPDq3etI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lK8IqRs2TOU/s1600-h/100_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rh0hPDq3etI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lK8IqRs2TOU/s320/100_0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052230899546421970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Spring in Wisconsin!  Now, I know that many folks have experienced unseasonably cold weather this Spring season, but I just wanted to share this picture of the snow coming down this afternoon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-8066085842892403781?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/8066085842892403781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=8066085842892403781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8066085842892403781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/8066085842892403781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-in-wisconsin.html' title='Spring in Wisconsin!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rh0hPDq3etI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lK8IqRs2TOU/s72-c/100_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-1821764921524617868</id><published>2007-04-09T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:38:14.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to adjust &amp; reflect...</title><content type='html'>This last weekend has been one of joy and sorrow for me.  My hunny and I drove to North Dakota to visit my brother and his family...especially to meet my new nephew!  Also, along the way, I have been faced with a personal difficulty, that has changed my life forever.  Honestly, while I anticipate that I will discuss it later at length, at this time, I am still working through many of the details of this change to my life, as well as the emotions involved.  &lt;blockquote&gt;Likewise the Spirit also helpeth our infirmities: for we know not what we should pray for as we ought: but the Spirit itself maketh intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered. And he that searcheth the hearts knoweth what is the mind of the Spirit, because he maketh intercession for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. For whom he did foreknow, he also did predestinate to be conformed to the image of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brethren. Moreover whom he did predestinate, them he also called: and whom he called, them he also justified: and whom he justified, them he also glorified. What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us? Romans 8:26-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-1821764921524617868?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/1821764921524617868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=1821764921524617868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1821764921524617868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/1821764921524617868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-to-adjust-reflect.html' title='Time to adjust &amp; reflect...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4694859868642665706</id><published>2007-04-03T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T20:05:42.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Make new friends, but keep the old...</title><content type='html'>...one is silver and the other gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an old friend today...it is such a pleasant surprise!  I've learned a lot about new friendships over the last few years...and especially the last few months.  I always remember my mama's instruction, as taken from Proverbs, "...a man that hath friends must show himself friendly..."  Though I have struggled with this all my life, I have been blessed to be surrounded with wonderful people who have enriched my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all those friends, old and new, that have enriched my life with your similarities and differences...thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4694859868642665706?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4694859868642665706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4694859868642665706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4694859868642665706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4694859868642665706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/make-new-friends-but-keep-old.html' title='Make new friends, but keep the old...'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-2948216700141670456</id><published>2007-04-02T15:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:21:00.012-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><title type='text'>The IRONY!</title><content type='html'>Ok, was going through my boring, unending mail at work today, and found a laugh...  Taken from the March 15, 2007 Family Practice News, as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Results of a poll conducted by a coalition including the U.S. Department of Labor and Junior Achievement have found that the top career choice among teen girls is "doctor," edging out the 2004 winner, "businessperson," for the top spot.  More than 1,500 girls aged 15-19 years were polled, and roughly 10% listed medicine as their first choice, ahead of the second-place occupation, "teacher," according to a statement from the survey group.  A Junior Achievement representative speculated that the steamy Dr. McDreamy and the gang from "Grey's Anatomy" might be responsible for the newfound popularity of doctoring among the MySpace set.  Notably, if memory serves, the top choice of teen girls in the 1980 survey was "California highway patrol Motorcycle officer," [ROLL ON, CHIPS!] and the lead career from the 1965 survey was "spunky and alluring yet chaste and wholesome surfer girl."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it...spunky and alluring, yet chaste and wholesome surfer girl...HA!  Anyway, I guess it shouldn't bother me that girls may be drawn to medicine because of McDreamy, McSteamy, et al...but it does.  McStupid, imo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-2948216700141670456?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/2948216700141670456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=2948216700141670456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2948216700141670456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/2948216700141670456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/irony.html' title='The IRONY!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-4479501416753965419</id><published>2007-04-01T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:24:30.517-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gullibility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='April Fool&apos;s'/><title type='text'>April's Fools!</title><content type='html'>Who doesn't have one or two memories full of chagrin when you fell for an April Fools joke? I know I have, and I will probably continue to do so. My brother, Nolan, has commented several times, that I am so gullible...I'll believe any he says. My response? Simply, if I can't trust him...who can I trust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is gullibility? Gullible is defined as being easily deceived, or cheated or duped. The etiology of gullibility is unclear at best, but thought to be derived from the Latin &lt;em&gt;gula&lt;/em&gt;, or throat, implying swallow. That is, the gullible person will swallow anything they are told. Overall, this is not a characteristic that should be cultivated, as I see it. It seems in direct contradiction with Biblical instruction to be "...as wise as serpents..." (Matthew 10:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that our culture celebrates a day of foolishness and gullibility? Again, the origin in unclear, but it is thought to be connected with the change in the calendar, changing the New Year's Day to January 1, officially. France was one of the first country to make this change official in 1564. Previously, the celebrated New Year often occurred during the time of the vernal equinox, late March/early April. Those who did not change their celebration to the 1st of January were often sent silly gifts or invited to nonexist parties, at the first of April, for the assument of those sending the gifts or making the invitations. This day of pranks seemed to sprout up through out Europe and Britian, and eventually coming to America's shores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, as I think most who know me would attest, I am not gullible. Even my brothers know my cynical nature, and questioning mind. (Nathan's broken leg, you say? No, I totally believe him! Right?!? ) &lt;innocently&gt;So, why do I repeatedly fall for the silly antics that my brothers (my daddy, and my hunny) pull? Simply put, I trust them. So what is trust? It is a confidence in, reliance upon, unconditional belief in and dependence on someone or something. Again, if I can't trust these men closest to my heart, who can I trust? Yes, I know that all of the above mentioned men are teases, and love to tease me specifically...I keep telling myself that it is a sign of love, surely! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as the years past, I'm sure that I will continue to fall for the jokes and every little thing that they say, because I do trust them...and I wouldn't have it any other way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-4479501416753965419?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/4479501416753965419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=4479501416753965419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4479501416753965419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/4479501416753965419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/04/aprils-fools.html' title='April&apos;s Fools!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-5350386592340145884</id><published>2007-03-31T13:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:26:42.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schoolmaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral tradition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABC song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The ABC Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rg6360cjyBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CqHtfy83WPc/s1600-h/Schoolmaster+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048174453467629586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rg6360cjyBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CqHtfy83WPc/s320/Schoolmaster+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to have an online remembrance of this song. My brother and sister-in-law, Nathan and Mary, visited at Thanksgiving 2006. This visit resulted in the translation of Guess Family oral tradition, The ABC Song, to written score as well as discovery of the original music. We are all very excited to be a part of preserving this small part of musical history, and this part of our family heritage!The following was written by my brother, Nathan, soon after his visit. Thanks, Na, for letting me use your words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found an interesting bit of information about a certain oral tradition that has been passed down through the Guess family. The way I understand it Dr. William Guess taught "The ABC Song" at a singing school, and passed it down through his family. The earliest I remember personally hearing it would have been my Granddaddy (Arley Guess). He and his siblings having it passed to them eventually from Dr. William Guess. Over the years of hearing the oral tradition the recent Guess family has had trouble remembering the lyrics and melody. My father, Charles A. Guess, went to the oldest person left who remembered it as it was taught, his aunt Lila (Arley’s sister). From Aunt Lila he memorized the words and melody and taught his children (my sister, brother and I).&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved the song and have been looking for the "original version" for a long time. Never having found the "original version" my wife, being the musical Aficionado she is, assisted me with writing out the "The Guess Family ABC Song" and putting it down as sheet music, a rather daunting task as oral tradition can sometimes be very difficult to notate.&lt;br /&gt;"The Schoolmaster" is doubtless the music from which sprang the oral tradition for the Guess family and is likely closely related to "The Alphabet Song" (best known as the nursery rhyme to teach children their alphabet) which was first copyrighted by Charles Bradlee, music publisher, in Boston, USA in 1835 "The Schoolmaster" was published by the same author in Boston in 1839.&lt;br /&gt;There are some notable differences between the oral tradition known as "The Guess Family ABC Song" and "The Schoolmaster". The Guess family oral tradition is sung in a pentatonic scale, and the melody and harmony are different than what is written in "The Schoolmaster". The harmony of the oral tradition is almost completely found in the combination of the three parts of "The Schoolmaster" and varies only to keep a pentatonic harmony. It appears that either Dr. William Guess or someone in the line of passing it on had some skill, but not the training to perfectly reproduce the music. Therefore, what you have in the oral tradition is a beautiful pentatonic melody with a single harmony line.&lt;br /&gt;Through this evolution it has changed from being very near the classic "The Alphabet Song" (sung to the same tune as the nursery rhyme "twinkle twinkle little star") to the oral tradition the guess family now has. Mary and I have decided that to lose the oral tradition of what was passed down through the Guess family would be a mistake, therefore Mary has written down "The Guess Family ABC Song, An Oral Tradition" to preserve what has passed through generations. I thought that "The Schoolmaster" should also be added to it as an addendum so we retain the original score.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5350386592340145884?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5350386592340145884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5350386592340145884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5350386592340145884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5350386592340145884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-wanted-to-have-online-remembrance.html' title='The ABC Song'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rg6360cjyBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CqHtfy83WPc/s72-c/Schoolmaster+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-6874577191803358145</id><published>2007-03-30T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T14:25:32.795-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RV&apos;ing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington DC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Camping in DC</title><content type='html'>Hunny and I have been talking about rv'ing for over a year now...and we are both planning seriously for the future. One of the first places that we would like to visit is Washington, DC, maybe one year in the spring to see the cherry blossoms. We have had trouble finding a campsite nearby...I've been getting a mailing from a yahoo group regarding one of the RVs that we've been looking at...the Winnebago View. Someone there stated that they camped at the closest campsite to DC, Cherry Hill RV Park in College Park, MD. So, who knows...maybe in a few years we actually see the cherry blossoms there....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: corrected spelling&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-6874577191803358145?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/6874577191803358145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=6874577191803358145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/6874577191803358145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/6874577191803358145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/03/camping-in-dc.html' title='Camping in DC'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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-6064958373645090054.post-820821640138870324</id><published>2007-03-30T06:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:26:42.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppies'/><title type='text'>Cutest Puppy Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rg0K9Ucjx7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kRLWG9lW-FA/s1600-h/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047702805928986546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rg0K9Ucjx7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kRLWG9lW-FA/s320/100_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hunny was playing with the puppies last night...after several minutes of running around the office like wild horses, Starla just plopped down for a tummy rub! She was too cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-820821640138870324?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/820821640138870324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=820821640138870324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/820821640138870324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/820821640138870324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/03/cutest-puppy-ever.html' title='Cutest Puppy Ever!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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/_kDnxR3evmjM/Rg0K9Ucjx7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/kRLWG9lW-FA/s72-c/100_0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6064958373645090054.post-5067398849195265765</id><published>2007-03-29T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T21:03:19.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Time's the Charm...as they say!</title><content type='html'>Well, I think that I've finally decided to stay with blogspot.com. After playing with yahoo!360, MSN Spaces, myspace.com and others, I have finally decided that I like the combination of templates, flexibility, and advertisements on blogspot.com the best. So, I'll be continuing customization of this site, and hopefully in a few days, I'll know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Tik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6064958373645090054-5067398849195265765?l=elentikvah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/feeds/5067398849195265765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6064958373645090054&amp;postID=5067398849195265765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5067398849195265765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6064958373645090054/posts/default/5067398849195265765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elentikvah.blogspot.com/2007/03/third-times-charmas-they-say.html' title='Third Time&apos;s the Charm...as they say!'/><author><name>Tik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13087783008925129259</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></feed>
