tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-205741112024-03-07T16:54:32.471-07:00West - lost in the music:)Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.comBlogger411125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-73775742354537750942013-10-16T12:31:00.002-06:002013-10-16T12:34:54.187-06:00SecretsEver wonder whether some secrets are worth keeping? Do people deserve to know the truth? And at what cost? Food for thought at the moment...holier than thou attitudes are getting a little tiresome.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-15013776298683438762013-03-28T13:53:00.001-06:002013-03-28T14:17:28.085-06:00The Dream of Life<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="203" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wU0PYcCsL6o" width="360"></iframe>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-63038710550631167382013-03-20T16:10:00.001-06:002013-03-20T16:12:03.666-06:00If a dog was the teacher... Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like: <br />
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- When loved ones come home, always run to greet them; <br />
- Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride; <br />
- Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy; <br />
- Take naps; <br />
- Stretch before rising; <br />
- Run, romp, and play daily; <br />
- Thrive on attention and let people touch you; <br />
- Avoid biting when a simple growl will do; <br />
- On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass; <br />
- On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree; <br />
- When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body; <br />
- Delight in the simple joy of a long walk; <br />
- Be loyal; <br />
- Never pretend to be something you're not; <br />
- If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it; <br />
- When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently. Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-12628658959602788732013-01-23T15:51:00.003-07:002013-01-23T15:52:32.087-07:00Love After Love<u>Love After Love</u><br />
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The time will come <br />
when, with elation <br />
you will greet yourself arriving <br />
at your own door, in your own mirror <br />
and each will smile at the other's welcome, <br />
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and say, sit here. Eat. <br />
You will love again the stranger who was your self.<br />
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart <br />
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you <br />
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all your life, whom you ignored <br />
for another, who knows you by heart. <br />
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, <br />
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the photographs, the desperate notes,<br />
peel your own image from the mirror. <br />
Sit. Feast on your life. <br />
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~Derek Walcott~<br />
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<br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-45085776252218364322012-08-07T15:04:00.003-06:002012-08-07T15:09:37.813-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg66P7Hns-jI_-76tzYVH0bRn9yDBZMOvPbLwH7nZMpx1kUVhz1Atdui9O3jO87UcSiL_0aNaPDHDfFMIIUnLeQgZr-7bZDiGOEs7shYSCXgYiMy_5G98NHdE-p5GKWoLDPJivz9Q/s1600/3419565232_ef24d4164e_m.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 173px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5774040922227763810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg66P7Hns-jI_-76tzYVH0bRn9yDBZMOvPbLwH7nZMpx1kUVhz1Atdui9O3jO87UcSiL_0aNaPDHDfFMIIUnLeQgZr-7bZDiGOEs7shYSCXgYiMy_5G98NHdE-p5GKWoLDPJivz9Q/s320/3419565232_ef24d4164e_m.jpg" /></a>Bonnie Ware worked in palliative care for many years, tending to people during the last three to twelve weeks of their lives. A handful of themes cropped up in the things they regretted during their final days:<br /><br />1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.<br /><br />2. I wish I didn't work so hard.<br /><br />3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.<br /><br />4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.<br /><br />5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.<br /><br />To them, these were regrets. For us, maybe the above can be a checklist of what not to do.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">From: <a href="http://www.bakadesuyo.com/what-do-people-regret-the-most-before-they-di-94445?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+bakadesuyo+%28Barking+up+the+wrong+tree%29">here </a></span>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-4876666999343632332012-06-24T12:24:00.002-06:002012-06-24T12:25:20.520-06:00What a Wonderful World<iframe height="215" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/auSo1MyWf8g" frameborder="0" width="360" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-67413618318372419932012-02-14T08:09:00.002-07:002012-02-14T08:10:09.285-07:00Happy Valentine's Day!<a href="http://www.musicpicture.net/image/heart-16.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 346px; height: 394px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.musicpicture.net/image/heart-16.gif" /></a><br /><div></div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-57626143684138746252012-01-10T08:46:00.001-07:002012-01-10T08:46:41.762-07:00It snowed. It FINALLY snowed!!!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-51454698453494384602011-10-12T09:55:00.000-06:002011-10-12T09:57:00.428-06:00<div>
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font-size: 14px; color: rgb(34, 34, 34); line-height: 20px; "><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Verse 1</strong><br />Unlike most bands I don’t need chronic to groove<br />I stay calm as a coma when I rock in the booth<br />But I was feeling kinda hungry and I wanted chedda cheese with a little salt and pepper on top of my Mc’D's<br />So I said, I would eat it for the weekend and explode on Monday off the food I’m eating<br />'Cause nowadays its all go for the eyes<br />I’m a go for the fries til they go to my thighs, word<br />So I walked out that greasy McDonald's<br />And saw Colin Decker taking shots from the bottle<br />I was king like Dylan, innocent like Makeshift<br />'Til I saw this city fall on the pavement<br />Looked up it was raining on the seventh and the evidence for heaven was illustrated in essence<br />In this circus for the fortune we slip and get tired<br />'Til we fly like dragons up in the empire</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Chorus:</strong><br />'Cause we are not all cowboys when I point the mic out you, you make loud noise!<br />And just scream, yeah this is how we’re changing the scene</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Verse 2:</strong><br />I went to Dixons to watch some of the Knicks game<br />But my hands were dead and kind of in pain<br />It’s from our climate being so ruthless<br />Still we rise up like elevators 'cause of our music<br />Despite the weather you know it’s magic here<br />Like the black phoenix up in the atmosphere<br />Minus 20 to us, man, that’s like a nice breeze<br />That’s when the dudes break out their lawn chairs and the iced teas<br />The city Feist calls home yeah were feisty<br />Purple rain in the sky 'cause we voted Nenshi<br />I’m the MC King looking for the MC Queen we call her Frankie<br />She hangs out with Miesha and the Spankies<br />Bury the dinosaurs, you know it’s time to soar like hot little rocketeers up in the sky we go<br />We’re changing Calgary all my homies play their part<br />So stay focused, stay, stay Ricca Razor Sharp</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Chorus:</strong><br />'Cause we are not all cowboys when I point the mic out you, you make loud noise!<br />And just scream, yeah this is how we’re changing the scene</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Verse 3:</strong><br />I’m from a city called Victoria on Vancouver Island full of lots of hippies and we shop at consignment<br />Too busy on the beach to freak and get violent<br />I love this city from Esquimalt to the Highlands<br />So when I moved here for my education<br />Heads were shaking like "Yo! What meds are you taking?"<br />But we are more than your stereotypes<br />So turn up your stereo tonight</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Bridge:</strong><br />Everywhere I go, these people they ask me<br />Where is my home now and I tell them it’s Calgary<br />Some people don’t get it turn their noses up at me<br />But the scene is expanding in the city of Calgary</p><p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; ">Chorus:</strong><br />'Cause we are not all cowboys when I point the mic out you, you make loud noise!<br />And just scream, yeah this is how we’re changing the scene</p></span></div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-86569196071251397272011-06-29T16:20:00.001-06:002011-06-29T16:22:52.970-06:00Favorite quote from work today:<br /><br />After being handed some documents to be looked over… “So, this had better be like sunshine up the ass.”<br /><br />After taking a moment to look at the documents… “Are you kidding? This is more like a flashlight running low on batteries!”Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-47638714264260994252011-06-24T10:25:00.002-06:002011-06-24T10:29:53.820-06:00Law of...Law of Mechanical Repair - After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch and you'll have to pee.<br /><br />Law of Gravity - Any tool, nut, bolt, screw, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.<br /><br />Law of Probability -The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.<br /><br />Law of Random Numbers - If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal and someone always answers.<br /><br />Law of the Alibi - If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.<br /><br />Variation Law - If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will always move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).<br /><br />Law of the Bath - When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.<br /><br />Law of Close Encounters -The probability of meeting someone you know increases dramatically when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.<br /><br />Law of the Result - When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.<br /><br />Law of Bio Mechanics - The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.<br /><br />Law of the Theater and Hockey Arena - At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle, always arrive last. They are the ones who will leave their seats several times to go for food, beer, or the toilet and who leave early before the end of the performance or the game is over. The folks in the aisle seats come early, never move once, have long gangly legs or big bellies, and stay to the bitter end of the performance. The aisle people also are very surly folk.<br /><br />The Coffee Law - As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, someone will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.<br /><br />Murphy's Law of Lockers - If there are only two people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.<br /><br />Law of Physical Surfaces - The chance that an open-faced jelly sandwich will land face down, is directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet or rug; if it happens to be a linoleum floor, the chance is greatly reduced.<br /><br />Law of Logical Argument - Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.<br /><br />Brown's Law of Physical Appearance - If the clothes fit, they're ugly.<br /><br />Oliver's Law of Public Speaking - A closed mouth gathers no feet.<br /><br />Wilson's Law of Commercial Marketing Strategy - As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.<br /><br />Doctors' Law - If you don't feel well, make an appointment to go to the doctor, by the time you get there you'll feel better. But don't make an appointment, and you'll stay sick.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-70185608825850999582011-06-20T20:48:00.002-06:002011-06-20T20:54:33.776-06:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-BsmSdDUcXpYDjkI8JVxXXZKdIykM_NQgVUVhtoH44v1ut4tzhFZRa1-pVLli6DIR3_n8MuVxY-d3nVfyo8DPe6ev3Ne5YpSvPioABWNs6aAadOrHkddWcUL7f8OXscSX8qVSQ/s1600/stephen_king-thumb.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ-BsmSdDUcXpYDjkI8JVxXXZKdIykM_NQgVUVhtoH44v1ut4tzhFZRa1-pVLli6DIR3_n8MuVxY-d3nVfyo8DPe6ev3Ne5YpSvPioABWNs6aAadOrHkddWcUL7f8OXscSX8qVSQ/s1600/stephen_king-thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>An interesting parallel between sex and fear can be observed. As we become capable of having sexual relationships, our interest in those relationships awakens; the interest, unless perverted somehow, tends naturally toward copulation and the continuance of the species. As we become aware of our own unavoidable termination, we become aware of the fear-emotion. And I think that, as copulation tends toward self-preservation, all fear tends toward a comprehension of the final ending.<div><br /></div><div>~Stephen King~</div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-70335000951330038732011-06-13T14:55:00.002-06:002011-06-13T14:57:08.602-06:00A wise man once said, tomorrow does not equal yesterday.<br /><br />Something to think about.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-29892996953415209872011-06-06T10:09:00.006-06:002011-06-06T15:52:07.846-06:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPc05vuREV0H2vQ2BR8t4eZMDp12fjkzg3rpVMMi3XwFOlwnwifwwN5B0KY6LrdopaSP4iXO_lnGpgFezjaGU4_a-CFE5DJbzdfE9IA8VCWw5_nr7bG_Rb9-4CBO1RunOUnf57GQ/s1600/Me+and+Allison+at+U2+v2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615227853321360306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPc05vuREV0H2vQ2BR8t4eZMDp12fjkzg3rpVMMi3XwFOlwnwifwwN5B0KY6LrdopaSP4iXO_lnGpgFezjaGU4_a-CFE5DJbzdfE9IA8VCWw5_nr7bG_Rb9-4CBO1RunOUnf57GQ/s400/Me+and+Allison+at+U2+v2.JPG" /></a> Me and my friend, Allison, in the stands at the <a href="http://u2.com/">U2 concert</a>! </div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-30551829640747430112011-06-04T22:54:00.004-06:002011-06-06T10:35:34.824-06:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://www.u2.com/">U2</a> put on another fabulous show, yet again. Thank you for the great night, and thank you, Allison, for a fun visit!</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62o95Vfyx7qCx2m2RSUmBo5rVT8mQ6Y2PPv6hMdbAidttrhJQldp9zK1uuHMfIjsjFAzq1sKfFuxVvsIHmXKhHKfJZZVgdbqA9-8kL2z5eCIHjoGokO83S__a5kLDJVyN9xV2Tw/s1600/IMG_1806.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614599354069523938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh62o95Vfyx7qCx2m2RSUmBo5rVT8mQ6Y2PPv6hMdbAidttrhJQldp9zK1uuHMfIjsjFAzq1sKfFuxVvsIHmXKhHKfJZZVgdbqA9-8kL2z5eCIHjoGokO83S__a5kLDJVyN9xV2Tw/s320/IMG_1806.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPn6KcUWffncG31V5qhDoj6LkjImNUXzhuexsRQbAocmXTRrdIacHZ1ub5L-wT3f6gWYhUoY9qbFtpVShRGesS7X0xal6Gn-3uIAL5hHhvkc7dHdfADziFhIibPA5RwfJ18bqHw/s1600/IMG_1891.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614599349794982274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPn6KcUWffncG31V5qhDoj6LkjImNUXzhuexsRQbAocmXTRrdIacHZ1ub5L-wT3f6gWYhUoY9qbFtpVShRGesS7X0xal6Gn-3uIAL5hHhvkc7dHdfADziFhIibPA5RwfJ18bqHw/s320/IMG_1891.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Goodnight!</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc0Z5IbECr5ykffcHELLUbIvXQ75434ngT1IdBmN99mb96btMk7GThH5aQNGHxeqjUZwBD-DEuHCoJHrRMvE6sJENOpx3Lx8U7Brfmp9nYBEm7CX_NwTCvJAORQfsAkQTGeSBghg/s1600/IMG_1884.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614599343302931266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc0Z5IbECr5ykffcHELLUbIvXQ75434ngT1IdBmN99mb96btMk7GThH5aQNGHxeqjUZwBD-DEuHCoJHrRMvE6sJENOpx3Lx8U7Brfmp9nYBEm7CX_NwTCvJAORQfsAkQTGeSBghg/s320/IMG_1884.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Sea of lights</div><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWz8N6quOXx_QTs5veiFVcNmiSyh9CG5prnrGRKC8Bn_YRoJo9tmUB6N3RjOq75uzEn9ek77byEhmj_vQOo_8LBFyoOIFVNpJD4_dnhlSqKB09ZozI2xHAo7h2S2eocPdJDvytA/s1600/IMG_1844.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614599332102361298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmWz8N6quOXx_QTs5veiFVcNmiSyh9CG5prnrGRKC8Bn_YRoJo9tmUB6N3RjOq75uzEn9ek77byEhmj_vQOo_8LBFyoOIFVNpJD4_dnhlSqKB09ZozI2xHAo7h2S2eocPdJDvytA/s320/IMG_1844.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhbeA_B4r-9n-Jkl6wNC31Qmq9kvcy6lciS7lLu3E-bel-sCScYkZnnbXQ8f4mIpwvY1-YXYspLTl0udLKy8mvQaiGEKeRprua69LwYltK98slzWnIN4ciLxEugk4xeobK1sRzpA/s1600/IMG_1810.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614599327451396482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhbeA_B4r-9n-Jkl6wNC31Qmq9kvcy6lciS7lLu3E-bel-sCScYkZnnbXQ8f4mIpwvY1-YXYspLTl0udLKy8mvQaiGEKeRprua69LwYltK98slzWnIN4ciLxEugk4xeobK1sRzpA/s320/IMG_1810.JPG" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> Photos: jbrandick</span>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-74475989621904031802011-05-28T16:32:00.000-06:002011-05-28T16:33:13.852-06:00Tonight's forecast:<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><img src="http://www.weatheroffice.gc.ca/weathericons/44.gif" longdesc="http://www.weatheroffice.gc.ca/city/pages/ab-52_metric_e.html#f1" alt="Smoke" title="Smoke" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></span></div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-71578320421711293492011-05-26T22:22:00.010-06:002011-05-27T08:36:49.268-06:00<p>My favorite quotes from a meeting today:</p><br /><p>"The most logical thing to do is remove the illogical bolding." </p><br /><p>"A duck is not seafood." </p><br /><p>"Did you know that fire hydrants don't actually hold the hose?<br />The hose is on the fire truck!"</p><br /><p>:-)</p>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-65029669392989898042011-04-17T14:44:00.006-06:002011-04-17T14:50:57.530-06:00Boo.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Tahoma;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">INSTALLING SPRING...</span></span></span><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span> </span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">███████████████░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░<wbr>░░</span></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"> 44% DONE.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "> <span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Install delayed....please wait.</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "> <span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Installation failed. Please try again. 404 error: Season not found. </span></span></span><st1:place><st1:placename><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Season</span></span></span></st1:placename><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"> </span></span></span><st1:placename><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">"</span></span></span></st1:placename><st1:placetype><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Spring</span></span></span></st1:placetype><st1:placename><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">"</span></span></span></st1:placename></st1:place><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family: Georgia; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"> cannot be located. The season you are looking for might have been removed, had its name changed, or is temporarily unavailable. Please try again</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p></span>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20574111.post-69087867176544584992011-04-07T10:04:00.000-06:002011-04-07T10:05:23.088-06:00National Coffee Cake Day!<a href="http://www.evernewrecipes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Cinnamon-Coffee-Cake-Recipe.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.evernewrecipes.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/Cinnamon-Coffee-Cake-Recipe.jpg" border="0" /></a> <br /><div>Mmmmmmm!</div>Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12527015454497135749noreply@blogger.com1