<?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-24745900</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:03:29.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HurlyPurly</title><subtitle type='html'>Her yarn is long and curly; her stitches are hurly-purly...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-7912056530761655424</id><published>2008-01-15T13:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:18.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Shoes, Goodbye Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R40n2qpAClI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DelRLKxM8C4/s1600-h/102_1230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155820968521763410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R40n2qpAClI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DelRLKxM8C4/s320/102_1230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After wearing about three pairs of shoes for the past month, I was blown away by the footwear I left in my dorm room closet over Christmas break. (I was standing in my roommate's closet when I took this picture..) What riches! My footwear runneth over! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155820972816730722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R40n26pACmI/AAAAAAAAAKY/faW81pMnLe4/s320/102_1205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a slightly more serious note, I have decided to take a break from blogging this semester (A break? I just had one..) I haven't been doing much (any) crafting anyway, and I want to spend more time studying, less time on the internet, and hopefully more time reading (for pleasure) as well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155820981406665330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R40n3apACnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/l_fa5dtQb9Y/s320/102_1214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to send out a huge &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to anyone who has ever commented on this blog; you have no idea how much that has meant to me!!!!! Seriously, seeing that I had a comment was always the highlight of my day. I'll definitely still be reading blogs, and maybe I'll start again one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Betsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7912056530761655424?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7912056530761655424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7912056530761655424&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7912056530761655424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7912056530761655424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-shoes-goodbye-blog.html' title='Hello Shoes, Goodbye Blog'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R40n2qpAClI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/DelRLKxM8C4/s72-c/102_1230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-1124953932564827356</id><published>2007-12-14T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T08:59:08.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going Home..</title><content type='html'>..To the place where I belong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy New Year..If I don't see you before then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back January 15th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1124953932564827356?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1124953932564827356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1124953932564827356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1124953932564827356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1124953932564827356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-going-home.html' title='I&apos;m Going Home..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-8046000534823666035</id><published>2007-12-12T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T13:58:05.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored out of my Gourd</title><content type='html'>This is The. Longest. Week. Ever.!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh my goodness, will it ever be over? &lt;br /&gt;I am going crazy from studying and taking study breaks where I have nothing to do because for some reason this week, I cannot find any new blogs to read or books to look up on amazon.com...&lt;br /&gt;Is it Friday at 10:00 yet??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-8046000534823666035?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/8046000534823666035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=8046000534823666035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8046000534823666035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8046000534823666035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/bored-out-of-my-gourd.html' title='Bored out of my Gourd'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-7454467988154880124</id><published>2007-12-10T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:18.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Darn Productive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...I just don't know what to do with myself..&lt;/div&gt;Two finals down, three to go, and one of those is a take-home final I've finished typing, just hafta proofread and print!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's that little house I was telling you about..I was more than halfway through with it, and it was definitely cross-stitch, not embroidery, if that gives you any idea of how long it's been since I worked on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142419412554312146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R12LNcNfadI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WAwZKtKxKaU/s320/102_1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red on white cross-stitch just makes me crazy! Love it!  Not sure what I'm going to do with this yet..Doubt I can find a frame to fit it right..Christmas tree ornament, maybe??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also crazy is this weather..Tomorrow it's going to be 80 degrees! Christmas in Dixie, lemme tell ya..I'm wearing a t-shirt and flip-flops on my trip to C-ville and Target..On my list of things to make right along with Lucia is another &lt;a href="http://rosylittlethings.typepad.com/"&gt;Posie&lt;/a&gt;-inspired project: Red puff paint on white candle..I'm all about all things Scandinavian-ish right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7454467988154880124?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7454467988154880124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7454467988154880124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7454467988154880124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7454467988154880124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-darn-productive.html' title='So Darn Productive...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R12LNcNfadI/AAAAAAAAAKI/WAwZKtKxKaU/s72-c/102_1085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-315697174271500021</id><published>2007-12-09T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T11:26:59.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss making stuff</title><content type='html'>I miss knitting.  I just really have no desire or drive to knit anything right now.  I taught myself how to knit 4 years ago this Christmas, but this semester I've been going through a dry spell.  i month or so ago I started a ballband washcloth just to show that I still could knit, but I got through 2 repeats and I was over.  it.  A year ago I was popping off miters and warshrags and procrastinating myself to death, but this year.  Nada.  Part of it is that I seem to have no money to spend on yarn..If I was going to knit anything, I would want to make a bigger mitered square blanket or maybe a log cabin blanket with a bunch of squares I could mattress-stitch together.  I do so love to mattress stitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't crocheted in the longest, either.  I made squares and crocheted them together for my own little Babette (and by little, I mean Really Little), but I didn't like the way they were joined, and I didn't have the heart to take them apart.  That was last July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to make &lt;a href="http://rosylittlethings.typepad.com/"&gt;Santa Lucia dolls&lt;/a&gt;.  That may be my first craft project when I go home next Friday.  If I get a lot of stuff done today and tomorrow, I'm going to take a mini-road trip Tuesday to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.target.com"&gt;Tarjay&lt;/a&gt; (one of my favorite places)and the Hobby Lobby, too.  It's about 45 minutes away..and I'm doubtful about finding the doll pins and head beads that would fit together in my Wal-mart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did embroider half a house from my Japanese magazines I got earlier this semester..It's now buried in a stack of about ten magazines beside my bed..Seriously, I think I might have a magazine problem..I haven't worked on the house much because I need really really good light, so it's really not conducive to watching movies, which is how we chillax around these parts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..I'm sorta in a not-so-chipper mood this afternoon..I've been around a person or two far too much this weekend..but in a week, I'll be home for a month, and I can get reenergized and refreshed and hopefully I'll make something, because I miss my friend!  (Come on, who knows that song?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-315697174271500021?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/315697174271500021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=315697174271500021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/315697174271500021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/315697174271500021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-miss-making-stuff.html' title='I miss making stuff'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-1648890660974814593</id><published>2007-12-07T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:56:54.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>I have hit the proverbial brick wall.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have hit the literal brick wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start jumping over walls..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1648890660974814593?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1648890660974814593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1648890660974814593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1648890660974814593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1648890660974814593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-1696917119656230827</id><published>2007-12-03T18:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:18.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to Self</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R1S5a8NfacI/AAAAAAAAAKA/GKJ5erzUVFY/s1600-R/102_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139936947227027906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R1S5a8NfacI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_ZKGnn5Z1iA/s320/102_1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Betsy-Do not open until Thanksgiving Wednesday, 2005.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;November 21, 2001&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Betsy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just thought I'd write myself a little note. How are you? How's everyone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our house is coming along good. We hope to be in it by Christmas. I can't wait!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So how did the band's festival season go? Are you drum major? I hope so, or at least leadership! Keep flutie traditions running! I am a C-I am a C-H...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm trying out for District and All-State Band two Saturdays from now. Wish me luck!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I need to go practice piano. Are you still in piano? I hope so. Is Sara?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta go, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Betsy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Betsy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just found your letter in the bottom of a box of snowman stationary. Seriously, did you really think you would find it four years later? I guess a little over six years is not so bad. You know, I was 13 when I wrote that note..Pretty obvious, huh? And I was 17 when I was supposed to find it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You didn't get moved into the new house until Groundhog Day '02..Just a month or so after Christmas..It was so worth it, though, to have your own room after sharing with your brother and sister since you were 3..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The band season went pretty well..You didn't get drum major, but you didn't really want it by the time auditions came around..You did conduct from backfield for part of the show..And you were band captain your junior year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, you totally bombed your district audition..you were shaking like a leaf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still taking piano..Sara quit a few months ago..She's taking baton lessons now..Maybe she'll be a majorette in a few years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I need to go practice piano (some things never change, huh?) Actually, I'm going to do some studying and get to bed..Did you know that you wanted to be a vet when you wrote that letter? You changed your mind about 15 times between then and now..Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya kiddo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Betsy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1696917119656230827?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1696917119656230827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1696917119656230827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1696917119656230827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1696917119656230827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/note-to-self.html' title='Note to Self'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R1S5a8NfacI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_ZKGnn5Z1iA/s72-c/102_1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-6422460305905749661</id><published>2007-12-02T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:14:00.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fab Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;the best of Summer Reading, '07&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;edition&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Three Cups of Tea&lt;/strong&gt; by G. Mortenson and D. O. Relin &lt;em&gt;If you have not read this book, you must go out and get it..Trust me, it will change your life..Seriously, I do not think that there are that many books that I can say that about, and I do not say it lightly..Definitely one for the Christmas list.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;I Capture the Castle&lt;/strong&gt; by Dodie Smith &lt;em&gt;I absolutely adore this book; I reread it this semester..Every summer I take part in Barnes and Noble's buy two-get one free table, and this was one of the books I got this year..It's so good; definitely my favorite fiction pick for the summer..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/strong&gt; by J.K. Rowling &lt;em&gt;Definitely the most anticipated book of my summer..I picked up my copy the morning it came out, but didn't really get started until after lunch..and finished at 6:00 that evening..I did absolutely nothing except devour that book and it was amazing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;strong&gt;All the Jane Austen books&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;I read &lt;strong&gt;Mansfield Park&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Persuasion&lt;/strong&gt; for the first time this summer and loved them both, and I reread &lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sense and Sensibility&lt;/strong&gt;, both also amazing..I think that you have be at a certain age to really appreciate Austen's books, and it's different for everyone, of course..I read some of them when I was a few years younger and I liked them, but I didn't really start to love them until summer before last, when I read &lt;strong&gt;Northanger Abbey&lt;/strong&gt;..I need to read &lt;strong&gt;Emma&lt;/strong&gt; again, I haven't read that one in a long time (by which I mean, three years..feels like a long time, though!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6422460305905749661?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6422460305905749661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6422460305905749661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6422460305905749661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6422460305905749661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/12/fab-four.html' title='Fab Four'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-1092992541248215210</id><published>2007-11-30T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:22:03.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment you've all been waiting for..</title><content type='html'>The last ten books!  The fourth entry in 4 days!  Friday afternoon and only 2 more weeks of school!  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work with me here, folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/strong&gt; by J.K. Rowling&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;strong&gt;Mansfield Park&lt;/strong&gt; by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;strong&gt;Rose in Bloom&lt;/strong&gt; by Louisa May Alcott&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;strong&gt;Sense and Sensibility&lt;/strong&gt; by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;strong&gt;Twentysomething&lt;/strong&gt; by Margaret Feinberg&lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt; by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;strong&gt;Passionate Patchwork&lt;/strong&gt; by Kaffe Fassett&lt;br /&gt;8.  &lt;strong&gt;In the Company of Cheerful Ladies&lt;/strong&gt; by Alexander McCall Smith&lt;br /&gt;9.  &lt;strong&gt;Stick a Geranium in Your Hat and Be Happy!&lt;/strong&gt; by Barbara Johnson&lt;br /&gt;10.  &lt;strong&gt;Three Cups of Tea&lt;/strong&gt; by Greg Mortenson and David Oliver Relin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1092992541248215210?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1092992541248215210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1092992541248215210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1092992541248215210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1092992541248215210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/11/moment-youve-all-been-waiting-for.html' title='The moment you&apos;ve all been waiting for..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-7099020993321926272</id><published>2007-11-29T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T18:16:48.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>French Fries are my drug of choice..</title><content type='html'>Which has nothing to do with the content of this entry, but sounds more interesting than "Part 3".  Is anyone still reading this?  I wouldn't blame you if you weren't..Hang in there, I've only got one more installment after today.  Then maybe I'll do some reviews..I've definitely got some blog fodder for a while yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;strong&gt;44 Scotland Street&lt;/strong&gt; by Alexander McCall Smith&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;strong&gt;Wild at Heart&lt;/strong&gt; by John Eldredge&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;strong&gt;The Last Summer (of You and Me)&lt;/strong&gt; by Ann Brashares&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;strong&gt;Bend-the-Rules Sewing&lt;/strong&gt; by Amy Karol&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;strong&gt;Rebecca&lt;/strong&gt; by Daphne du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;strong&gt;To the Lighthouse&lt;/strong&gt; by Virginia Woolf&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;strong&gt;Persuasion&lt;/strong&gt; by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;8.  &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/strong&gt; by J.K. Rowling (again)&lt;br /&gt;9.  &lt;strong&gt;Essential Crochet&lt;/strong&gt; by Erika Knight&lt;br /&gt;10.  &lt;strong&gt;Knitting without Tears&lt;/strong&gt; by Elizabeth Zimmermann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7099020993321926272?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7099020993321926272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7099020993321926272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7099020993321926272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7099020993321926272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/11/french-fries-are-my-drug-of-choice.html' title='French Fries are my drug of choice..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-6581517044271275079</id><published>2007-11-28T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:18.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R04aZc-dVuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qnkMpSaB09A/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138073249453528802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R04aZc-dVuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qnkMpSaB09A/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have I shown you this picture of all the books my bff's and I took on our high school senior trip a year and a half ago? Can you say nerds?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Forever in Blue&lt;/strong&gt; by Ann Brashares (again)&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;I Know why the Caged Bird Sings&lt;/strong&gt; by Maya Angelou &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;I Capture the Castle&lt;/strong&gt; by Dodie Smith&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Betsy and the Great World&lt;/strong&gt; by Maud Hart Lovelace&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Betsy’s Wedding&lt;/strong&gt; by Maud Hart Lovelace&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;The Romance of the Patchwork Quilt in America&lt;/strong&gt; by Carrie A. Hall and Rose G. Kretsinger&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;A Series of Unfortunate Events Book 1: The Bad Beginning&lt;/strong&gt; by Lemony Snicket&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;Dating Mr. Darcy&lt;/strong&gt; by Sarah Arthur&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;Hiking Georgia&lt;/strong&gt; by Donald Pfitzer&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Every Young Woman’s Battle&lt;/strong&gt; by Shannon Ethridge and Stephen Arterbum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6581517044271275079?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6581517044271275079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6581517044271275079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6581517044271275079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6581517044271275079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/11/part-two.html' title='Part Two'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R04aZc-dVuI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/qnkMpSaB09A/s72-c/IMG_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-1163107938067780402</id><published>2007-11-27T12:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T13:01:51.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>T-3 weeks and counting..</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite procrastination techniques is to read book reviews on amazon.com.  (Maybe if I spent less time reading blogs and reviews of books, I would have more time to read real books..or I might get all A's..)  So if you need to procrastinate, here's part 1 of the list of books I read over the summer in order that I read them..Time wasting options abound..(I definitely procrastinated in posting this list.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;strong&gt;The Nanny Diaries&lt;/strong&gt; by Emma McLaughlin and Nicola Kraus&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;strong&gt;The Pact&lt;/strong&gt; by Jodi Picoult&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;strong&gt;Where the Heart Is&lt;/strong&gt; by Billie Letts &lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;strong&gt;The Alphabet Sisters&lt;/strong&gt; by Monica McInerney&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;strong&gt;The Full Cupboard of Life&lt;/strong&gt; by Alexander McCall Smith &lt;br /&gt;6.  &lt;strong&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;/strong&gt; by Antonia Fraser&lt;br /&gt;7.  &lt;strong&gt;Thimble Summer&lt;/strong&gt; by Elizabeth Enright&lt;br /&gt;8.  &lt;strong&gt;Through the Shadowlands&lt;/strong&gt; by Brian Sibley &lt;br /&gt;9.  &lt;strong&gt;Peaches&lt;/strong&gt; by Jodi Lynn Anderson &lt;br /&gt;10.  &lt;strong&gt;The Redemption of Sarah Cain&lt;/strong&gt; by Beverly Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1163107938067780402?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1163107938067780402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1163107938067780402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1163107938067780402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1163107938067780402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/11/t-3-weeks-and-counting.html' title='T-3 weeks and counting..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-8827377437283771742</id><published>2007-11-19T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:19.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the River and so forth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R0HTs8-dVtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nDH35VA2-7E/s1600-h/102_0242(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134617819414877906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R0HTs8-dVtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nDH35VA2-7E/s320/102_0242(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have had soo much I would've liked to say over the past couple of weeks, but no time to get it down..&lt;/div&gt;That picture is from last year's gathering of my high school friends for our annual Thanksgiving feast..This year will be our fourth time to have it, and I'm hosting..&lt;br /&gt;That said, do you think it would be a little Too Much to try to whip up 8 (ish) cloth napkins between 3:30 tomorrow and 2:00 on Wednesday? &lt;br /&gt;Let me add that I'm also preparing the turkey (4th year running) and a couple of sides (I'm afraid we're going to be a little dessert heavy)..and cleaning the bathroom and vacuuming..&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe I can handle it...We'll see..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-8827377437283771742?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/8827377437283771742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=8827377437283771742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8827377437283771742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8827377437283771742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/11/over-river-and-so-forth.html' title='Over the River and so forth'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/R0HTs8-dVtI/AAAAAAAAAJw/nDH35VA2-7E/s72-c/102_0242(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-4320206336379731771</id><published>2007-11-06T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:20.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is my Favorite</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was absolutely too beautiful not to take an hour long walk..Here are some pictures and not so many words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTljDYG_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/wOO49dQMXxw/s1600-h/102_0990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129832617593019378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTljDYG_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/wOO49dQMXxw/s320/102_0990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of my favorite places on the trail..It's very "The woods are lovely, dark and deep"..don't you think?  Maybe not in this picture, you just hafta see it in person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTNjDYG6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/5C5DuthE464/s1600-h/102_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129832205276158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTNjDYG6I/AAAAAAAAAJA/5C5DuthE464/s320/102_1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello babies..You're not scared of me, are you?  No..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTNzDYG7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/C7LsW7rgfJo/s1600-h/102_1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129832209571126194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTNzDYG7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/C7LsW7rgfJo/s320/102_1017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTOTDYG8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SBJmNiYX-Bw/s1600-h/102_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129832218161060802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTOTDYG8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SBJmNiYX-Bw/s320/102_1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have always wanted to be able to take a picture like this, all focused in the front and blurry in the back..success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTOjDYG9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/yXFFjapNZlU/s1600-h/102_0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129832222456028114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTOjDYG9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/yXFFjapNZlU/s320/102_0998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Robert Frost moment..shouldn't be too hard to figure out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTPTDYG-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ww-saPWA370/s1600-h/102_0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129832235340930018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTPTDYG-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ww-saPWA370/s320/102_0994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, it is fall now isn't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDSfDDYG5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/yxj3bUVzFvo/s1600-h/102_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129831406412241810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDSfDDYG5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/yxj3bUVzFvo/s320/102_1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One mile down!  Time to turn back..I'll tackle the other two another day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pretty pictures are &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16982713@N04/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-4320206336379731771?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/4320206336379731771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=4320206336379731771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4320206336379731771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4320206336379731771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-is-my-favorite.html' title='Fall is my Favorite'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RzDTljDYG_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/wOO49dQMXxw/s72-c/102_0990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-7969831622530447942</id><published>2007-10-31T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:34:59.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3:36(+24) and all is well</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So..yesterday I wrote out this long entry to let it be known that I haven't dissolved into a little puddle..and then I came very, very close to posting it on the "No End in Sight" Ripple-Along blog..Today I retrieved it and here it is..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear that? It's me breathing a big sigh of relief; I made it through this day..Thanks for the encouragement, I needed that. And I needed to vent a little. I think I did ok on the test, all things considered..&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that after I took that test, I would go and get whatever I wanted to eat for lunch. Turns out I wanted an Oreo Blast from Sonic. Then I decided that ice cream was not lunch, so I went to Central Park and got some fries and a Dr. Pepper. Yum. Maybe not the wisest of decisions; I didn't feel too good afterwards, but it was fun to 'splurge' a little (sad day when that is considered splurging..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to upload a picture of the turkey votive candle holder I got my mom for her birthday next Saturday. It's cuter than it sounds, and I think she'll really like it. I really like it. She wanted this pilgrim people, but they were gone! There was like, 1 little stand of Halloween/Thanksgiving stuff at Hancock Fabric, where we saw the pilgrims. It was all 50% off, which was nice, except for the fact that there was nothing left and it's a solid month til Thanksgiving. Me and my mom are all about celebrating fall and Thanksgiving. We love Christmas, but not until after Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just tell you something? Listening to a cd of Frank Sinatra love songs makes gluing pictures of old statues on index cards feel romantic. It does not help you memorize the dates on those index cards.&lt;br /&gt;JOSH TURNER'S NEW CD CAME OUT TODAY!!!I think it goes without saying that I've already got it. It came with a dvd. &lt;em&gt;(Wednesday: I have now listened to it 2 1/2 times and watched the dvd..)&lt;/em&gt;Looking at Josh Turner AND listening to him talk and sing? It doesn't get much better than that. I have a feeling that listening to Josh Turner is going to make registering for classes in 15 minutes a lot more pleasurable. It might make up for classes I can't get into. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I was at Wal-mart (buying the Josh Turner cd and granola bars--see, I eat a healthy breakfast, at least) and I think I've figured out what I'm going to get all my family for Christmas. My mom wants the book that Alan Jackson's wife (Denise) wrote. My dad has read every John Grisham book, and I saw a new one today. Yay! He's always the hardest person to shop for. I may or may not get my brother and sister "The Dangerous Book for Boys" and "The Daring Book for Girls". I flipped through them today and they looked really good. I dunno..depends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm gonna go register for next semester and work on my time managing so hopefully I won't have any more self-induced breakdowns. (Did I mention that I've stresed myself into a cold?  Love that.  Probably my recent eating habits are not helping.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7969831622530447942?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7969831622530447942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7969831622530447942&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7969831622530447942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7969831622530447942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/33624-and-all-is-well.html' title='3:36(+24) and all is well'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-1475677630713443691</id><published>2007-10-29T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:56:12.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melting Down</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the stress-fest it's been around here lately, but that's my life..&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to let everyone know that I am going to bomb my art test tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a mild headache and a panic attack all evening and now they've decided to burst and there's nobody here and I'm kinda freaking out here and it would be real nice to have someone tell me it's going to be okay but my roommate and I have an uncanny knack for NOT being here when the other one needs her.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sorry.  I have to go pray for a miracle now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1475677630713443691?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1475677630713443691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1475677630713443691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1475677630713443691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1475677630713443691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/melting-down.html' title='Melting Down'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-3819900726989534807</id><published>2007-10-23T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:21.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rx5n5nZcLCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r31k24qhPHU/s1600-h/102_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124647665520094242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rx5n5nZcLCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r31k24qhPHU/s320/102_0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather reflects how I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124647931808066610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rx5oJHZcLDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/P9nEi6dbo7c/s320/102_0974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swamped. Drenched. Flooded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124647936103033922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rx5oJXZcLEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Gx-YpBWtwP8/s320/102_0978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;But trying to be grateful. I'm grateful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For my snack this afternoon&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124647944692968530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rx5oJ3ZcLFI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4pWP4GWY9zU/s320/102_0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I have a chance to recycle and (hopefully) improve the grade of the test I did real bad on.  (and that this blog is not graded on grammar, cause I'm sick of grammar!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the rain which we do so desperately need&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That my art presentation is over and I don't have to worry about it anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That the two tests I have next week are next week and not this week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That tonight is college night at the Chick-fil-a at the mall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That tonight is my small group meeting with my 3 bff's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I finished the paper that is due tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That Friday is Payday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That my headache from yesterday has not come back full-blown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That I had an umbrella today, for all the good it did..(ok..that was bordering on not-grateful)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all I've got for now..Hopefully tomorrow will be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-3819900726989534807?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/3819900726989534807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=3819900726989534807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/3819900726989534807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/3819900726989534807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rx5n5nZcLCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/r31k24qhPHU/s72-c/102_0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-6981102654818990654</id><published>2007-10-22T11:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:22.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RxzyT3ZcK7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/q45XX1J7lDo/s1600-h/102_0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124236899142871986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RxzyT3ZcK7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/q45XX1J7lDo/s320/102_0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've found, over the past 24 hours, that if I try to think about everything I have to do over the next two weeks, and two months, and two years..I kinda start to Freak Out.  I can't even handle the next two days.  The next two minutes, that's as far as I can look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Head, I know you hurt, but we can't take a break here..You hafta keep working; I need you..So please..stay with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see much craft time making its way into my next two months..Hate that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, it's two minutes at a time, baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6981102654818990654?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6981102654818990654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6981102654818990654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6981102654818990654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6981102654818990654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-breathe.html' title='And Breathe'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RxzyT3ZcK7I/AAAAAAAAAHY/q45XX1J7lDo/s72-c/102_0969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-7373045546487096219</id><published>2007-10-18T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:22.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another sky picture, and some words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RxgJfXZcK6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/m76p1wqsFfU/s1600-h/102_0946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122855010595253154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RxgJfXZcK6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/m76p1wqsFfU/s320/102_0946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soo..I want &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1584796340/ref=wl_it_dp/002-1205242-3519240?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;coliid=I2F573FJUP9MND&amp;amp;colid=HO59RZ0R5X95"&gt;this book &lt;/a&gt;so bad I can almost taste it. And I went to Barnes and Noble today, I was going to buy it, but it cost more than I remembered, and I wimped out. Sigh..Someday. I'm not that good at sewing right now. I think I will get better once I have more practice. I mean, I've sewed for forever, but I don't think I've been doing it the Right way. I really want my own sewing machine. My mom's is older than I am, and there's really nothing wrong with it, except that it hates me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, really, it does. For example, I can never, ever get the bobbin to work right. Can't wind it, can't thread it. Never. I am nineteen years old, I have tried to do this umpteen times over the past 19 years. It never works. Then, I finally get my mom to come in there or she finally gets off work or whatever and Of Course it works the first time. No problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatev..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to Michael's after B&amp;amp;N and I was looking at the embroidery and cross-stitch stuff..they have linen cloth to embroider! It looks really nice! They have this thing that clamps onto the side of your sewing box and winds (ok, by hand, but Still!) your floss onto those little bobbin things! It only costs $1.29!! They have boxes to put your little floss bobbins in all organized by color! They have little DMC number stickers for your bobbins! Maybe I have just never really looked at all this stuff very well before, but it looked like they had some awesome stuff. I have &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/New-Crewel-Exquisite-Contemporary-Embroidery/dp/157990680X/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-1205242-3519240?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1192757001&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;this book &lt;/a&gt;on hold at the library, and it should be here Any Day Now..so forget finicky sewing machines, I'll just sew by hand, thank you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, there are only about 6,000 people in line in front of me to get on Ravelry! (Last time I looked there were about 10,000) There are more people behind me than in front of me! Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, how Awesome is "Chuck's" wardrobe in "&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0925266/"&gt;Pushing Daisies&lt;/a&gt;"? I want to be good at sewing so I can make all the adorable clothes she wears! I promise this is not going to turn into a "oh my gosh, pushing daisies, oh my gosh, gossip girl!" blog, this is the last time! Promise! (Ok, I don't promise, it's my blog, darn it) But man. Swoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7373045546487096219?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7373045546487096219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7373045546487096219&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7373045546487096219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7373045546487096219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-sky-picture-and-some-words.html' title='Another sky picture, and some words'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RxgJfXZcK6I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/m76p1wqsFfU/s72-c/102_0946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-775026181274993389</id><published>2007-10-10T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:13:21.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitted Gun Cozies..nice..</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, I am loving "Pushing Daisies"!  And it's only been on ten minutes..soo funny..&lt;br /&gt;And since I finished my Educational Psychology take-home midterm, I have a "Gossip Girl" date at 9..&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night t.v. is the best..&lt;br /&gt;And..fall break is this weekend!  Ahh!  Yay! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, commercial break's over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-775026181274993389?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/775026181274993389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=775026181274993389&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/775026181274993389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/775026181274993389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/knitted-gun-coziesnice.html' title='Knitted Gun Cozies..nice..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-2011698160342982617</id><published>2007-10-09T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:22.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Motto is "Made for the Water", right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwvOqXZcK5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/lTcaqAq6_XA/s1600-h/102_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119412628667247506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwvOqXZcK5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/lTcaqAq6_XA/s320/102_0938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Cause I had to ford a couple of rivers to get back up here.  But I am definitely not complaining, I was actually more like, "Thank You Jesus!" the whole time; goodness knows we need this.  Now that I'm all comfy-cozy in my sweats, I don't want to move.  I think I'll read for a while..Yay Rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-2011698160342982617?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/2011698160342982617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=2011698160342982617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2011698160342982617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2011698160342982617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/motto-is-made-for-water-right.html' title='The Motto is &quot;Made for the Water&quot;, right?'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwvOqXZcK5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/lTcaqAq6_XA/s72-c/102_0938.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-2246797132580697436</id><published>2007-10-07T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:22.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Ma'am</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rwl1SnZcK4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/zaAc9tr0SZE/s1600-h/102_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118751414157060994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rwl1SnZcK4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/zaAc9tr0SZE/s320/102_0936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hello, goodbye, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;amp;friendid=8777613"&gt;study music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9HpbItHexY"&gt;study break&lt;/a&gt; I cannot stop watching this; it's sooo hilarious..Seriously, you won't regret it..These boys are insane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current study food..oh wait, I ate at The Cheesecake Factory this afternoon; I'm never going to be hungry again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy studying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-2246797132580697436?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/2246797132580697436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=2246797132580697436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2246797132580697436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2246797132580697436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-maam.html' title='Yes Ma&apos;am'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rwl1SnZcK4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/zaAc9tr0SZE/s72-c/102_0936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-6139061370055426215</id><published>2007-10-05T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:22.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwbxyHZcK3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oJ31B2HVxQc/s1600-h/102_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118043869834652530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwbxyHZcK3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oJ31B2HVxQc/s320/102_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It clouds up, but it doesn't rain...We're about 2 feet below our normal rainfall for this point in the year.  Droughts are not so much a good thing.  Also, when is it going to be fall?  Because we're still stuck in the mid-upper eighties.  Like..everyday..It's a little ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo..last night I watched "Pushing Daisies" on my computer on the recommendation of &lt;a href="http://rosylittlethings.typepad.com/"&gt;Alicia&lt;/a&gt;.  Seriously, if Alicia Paulson told me to jump off a bridge, I think I'd do it.  She has such good taste.  (Just for the record, however, I was loving Gossip Girl while she was still on the fence.)  Pushing Daisies is weird..I was like "gasp, sigh, tear, gasp, laugh, aww, gasp" the whole time.  I think I should get my mom to watch it.  We watch some strange tv together.  She likes "Arrested Development" (because she likes Jason Bateman).  I absolutely love "Ugly Betty".  I haven't seen all of the first season yet, so I haven't been watching the 2nd one, but I'm probably going to ask for it for Christmas.  (Can you believe it's just a couple of months away?!)  A couple of weeks ago I came home for the weekend and she was watching this movie (Lifetime, maybe) about this girl who was like possessed by the devil..she kept killing people..It was seriously disturbing.  I mean, I had to leave the room a few times..haha..I was like, "Mama!  What are you watching?!"  We also like watching LeAnn Rimes' new music video to the song "Nothing Better to Do" and trying to figure out what she's saying.  And singing along with Reba and Kelly Clarkson.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear.  This has become so random...I am tired, kids.  Y'all have a GREAT weekend, I know I am, and I'll see ya soon.&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the back of my mind, there's a new knitting project floating around..What?  Knitting on a blog?  How Novel!  What a Unique Idea!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously.  Time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6139061370055426215?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6139061370055426215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6139061370055426215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6139061370055426215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6139061370055426215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-clouds-up-but-it-doesnt-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwbxyHZcK3I/AAAAAAAAAG4/oJ31B2HVxQc/s72-c/102_0918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-5352687565548009130</id><published>2007-10-01T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:47:46.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ants!</title><content type='html'>In my room!  On my desk!  Gah!&lt;br /&gt;Driving me crazy..can't see where they're coming from, blend into the stupid carpet, stupid too small to squish ants..&lt;br /&gt;Smiting ants left and right&lt;br /&gt;with the all-powerful antibacterial wipe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ants inspire spontaneous poetry&lt;br /&gt;vacuum time&lt;br /&gt;where else am i supposed to eat, darn it?&lt;br /&gt;and how am i supposed to sleep in here, really?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-5352687565548009130?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/5352687565548009130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=5352687565548009130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5352687565548009130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5352687565548009130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/10/ants.html' title='Ants!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-8682188600562689549</id><published>2007-09-30T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:23.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwAQ-HZcKyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bWUj8OBfO0g/s1600-h/102_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116107836016569122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwAQ-HZcKyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bWUj8OBfO0g/s320/102_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I went to the fairgrounds to drop off my entries in the "homemaking" building...At the registration table was a man who was in charge of this high school leadership program I was in about four years ago. I was pretty surprised when he remembered my name, since I was quieter and more painfully shy then than I am now..I was wishing I had straightened my hair..and put on some make-up..and could think of something to say..Then this other woman came in and he started talking to her (these chamber of commerce types know everyone, huh?)..She was pregnant and had a bag with jars of jelly or jam or something that she was going to enter..And I was suddenly really jealous. I had this inexplicable urge to be about ten years older and all cute and preggers, with jars of jam and adorable maternity clothes..not all lumpy-ponytail awkward college girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually, I try not to care what people think about me. And I try to be content with where I am right now, and not wish away the present dreaming about what may or may not happen.  I tell myself that I may never get married or have kids, and that's okay, I'm okay with that (having teenage siblings at home makes me okay with that), but sometimes, there's nothing I want more.  Sometimes I forget that God has the best in store for me, and his timing is always perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have this habit of thinking that people don't notice me or know who I am. College has made this much more pronounced than it used to be, I think. Sometimes I feel invisible. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining, I actually like it most of the time. I like passing under the radar, I don't want to draw attention to myself. I'm basically a jeans and t-shirt girl anyway. I've been known to hide from/avoid talking to people I know in the Wal-mart (I get this from my mother--we do this shamelessly and frequently)..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very happy not being in the spotlight. I can't tell if I'm getting quieter as I get older or not. I think that maybe I am. I just wanted to get this out there.  Sometimes you just need to talk, ya know?  I don't care if anybody reads it or not. It really is what I feel, though, and sometimes it's easier to put it out there on the internet for everybody (or nobody) to read than it is to talk about it with the people you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-8682188600562689549?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/8682188600562689549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=8682188600562689549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8682188600562689549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8682188600562689549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/09/moth.html' title='Moth'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RwAQ-HZcKyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bWUj8OBfO0g/s72-c/102_0519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-5923734993481779620</id><published>2007-09-27T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:32:00.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?  That's one secret I'll never tell...</title><content type='html'>So..I definitely just watched last night's episode of "Gossip Girl" on my laptop while eating chocolate chip cookie dough...&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be getting kinda hooked on that show..I've never read the books, and I probably never will, cause I don't really like books like that..Apparently I do not have these qualms when it comes to t.v.&lt;br /&gt;It's really kinda addicting..Like, you know these people are jerks and snobs (well, I mean, not these people in particular, since they're made-up, but there are people like them, I think, I don't really know, but I have it on good authority--this show and "The Nanny Diaries", to name a couple of sources), but you just keep watching...it's like this whole other world that I know I'll never see or be a part of, and that I would never want to be a part of even if I had the chance, but it's really interesting to watch and see what it's like...&lt;br /&gt;My favorite characters are Dan and Jenny, the brother and sister from Brooklyn..Dan is so cute in his awkward crush and the crushing of his crush, and Jenny made her own party dress, how cool is that?  And I just love the relationship they have...I always wanted an older brother..&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Blake Lively was great in the traveling pants movie (i heard they're making a sequel?), and I love her in here too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's about enough of that..&lt;br /&gt;You know you love me.  xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-5923734993481779620?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/5923734993481779620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=5923734993481779620&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5923734993481779620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5923734993481779620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/09/who-am-i-thats-one-secret-ill-never.html' title='Who am I?  That&apos;s one secret I&apos;ll never tell...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-1234357352708455374</id><published>2007-09-26T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:23.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Just Sad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RvqjjHZcKxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RW_p2Ww8fQ0/s1600-h/102_0904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114580150509120274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RvqjjHZcKxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RW_p2Ww8fQ0/s320/102_0904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The contents of our fridge.   Wal-mart, now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I found the &lt;a href="http://www.herzensart.com/portfolio/en/arttoys/start.html"&gt;viking&lt;/a&gt;.  Finally.  After coming up with the same &lt;a href="http://blairpeter.typepad.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;entry half a dozen times, I figured out that it was mentioned in the comments, then it was just a matter of finding the right &lt;a href="http://littlebirds.typepad.com/little_birds_handmade/2006/11/peaceful_warrio.html"&gt;entry &lt;/a&gt;on the other blog.  So yeah, I was pretty much stoked to the max.  Because how cute are these guys.  (And how much did that sound like &lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/kids/junieb/letter/letter.html"&gt;Junie B. Jones&lt;/a&gt;?)  (By the way, my school mascot is a viking, hence the interest in finding this one again) &lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to go move my car out of 30-minute parking before I get (another) ticket..&lt;br /&gt;Later, gators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-1234357352708455374?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/1234357352708455374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=1234357352708455374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1234357352708455374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/1234357352708455374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-just-sad.html' title='This is Just Sad'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RvqjjHZcKxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/RW_p2Ww8fQ0/s72-c/102_0904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-6478173015267987787</id><published>2007-09-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:23.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rvhm3XZcKwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Q4n4YpF-jVo/s1600-h/HPIM0614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113950478238755586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rvhm3XZcKwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Q4n4YpF-jVo/s320/HPIM0614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6478173015267987787?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6478173015267987787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6478173015267987787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6478173015267987787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6478173015267987787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rvhm3XZcKwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Q4n4YpF-jVo/s72-c/HPIM0614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-7919631932251731045</id><published>2007-09-20T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T12:30:27.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viking Hunt</title><content type='html'>Can somebody help me out here?  I remember seeing on someone's pretty crafty blog a handmade stuffed viking toy that they had bought from someone's pretty crafty online store...I think it was in a post about their little boy's birthday party??  But I can't remember where it was, and I was wanting to look at that vike for inspiration for one of my own, for when in twenty years I have a chance to make something again...If anyone has any idea where I might have seen it, I would be much obliged...or anything similar that might help..Yesterday I googled it, but didn't come up with anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I promise that someday I will write a real entry with maybe (gasp) a picture or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks..Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7919631932251731045?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7919631932251731045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7919631932251731045&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7919631932251731045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7919631932251731045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/09/viking-hunt.html' title='Viking Hunt'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-7521364911875442044</id><published>2007-09-04T16:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T16:55:50.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Betsy Is..</title><content type='html'>..back at school, has been for a little over a week, actually.&lt;br /&gt;..loving her classes..so far..&lt;br /&gt;..not planning on making anything except the dean's list this semester.&lt;br /&gt;..falling out of her chair looking at all the cute Japanese books and fabric on &lt;a href="http://www.superbuzzy.com/"&gt;superbuzzy&lt;/a&gt;..why is she just finding this?  why does she not have a credit card/paypal account?  oh yeah..because she would spend all her money online..&lt;br /&gt;..getting ready to watch gilmore girls..hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;..wanting to go to barnes and noble and buy books..she has a very extensive list..&lt;br /&gt;..ready for fall..and pretty leaves, and scarecrows, and sweater weather, and the fair, and football season (even though she did go to a football game last friday), and thanksgiving..&lt;br /&gt;..pretty amused that a slight variation of point 4 is her status on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;..contemplating putting a list of all the books she read this summer on here..but that might be a little overwhelming..&lt;br /&gt;..angry that "becoming jane" never came out in this one-horse town with its 3 movie theaters..&lt;br /&gt;..needing to spend more time with her little sister..&lt;br /&gt;..thinking about changing blog name and venue..&lt;br /&gt;..done with this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7521364911875442044?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7521364911875442044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7521364911875442044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7521364911875442044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7521364911875442044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/09/betsy-is.html' title='Betsy Is..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-3889866422500125969</id><published>2007-07-09T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T09:31:48.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Midsummer Midday's Post</title><content type='html'>That would have sounded cleverer if I could have written this at night, or in the afternoon.  But it's lunchtime and I'll take what I can get!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..I love summer!  And I'm especially taken with this extra long college summer.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some numbers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I've read (so far): 25 (or 26?  can't remember offhand; have the list at home)&lt;br /&gt;Stitches knit since starting my job: 0  (sad day..honestly, I haven't knit in about six or seven weeks)&lt;br /&gt;New hobbies picked up since started my job:  1 (I'll show you my embroidered pillowcases when I post with my own computer)&lt;br /&gt;Days until my birthday: 6 (!!!)  (how old I will be: 19)&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers who played Ultimate Frisbee at my cousins' house the 4th of July: 8&lt;br /&gt;Average age of winning team: 15&lt;br /&gt;Average age of losing team: 18 (and they said oldest four versus younger four wasn't fair!)&lt;br /&gt;Days until Harry Potter 7: 12 (!!)&lt;br /&gt;Movies I've seen: 1&lt;br /&gt;Movies I've wanted to see but haven't (yet in some cases): 7&lt;br /&gt;New blogs I'm reading: 2&lt;br /&gt;Hours a week I work: 40&lt;br /&gt;Days left working this much: 5 1/2&lt;br /&gt;Blankets I want to crochet: 3&lt;br /&gt;Times I've seen my college friends: 1&lt;br /&gt;Times I've seen my high school friends: 1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-3889866422500125969?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/3889866422500125969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=3889866422500125969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/3889866422500125969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/3889866422500125969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/07/midsummer-middays-post.html' title='A Midsummer Midday&apos;s Post'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-6210738308871259004</id><published>2007-05-03T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:08:09.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Put a fork in me, I'm done!</title><content type='html'>I'm finished!!  I made it through my first year!  Ahh..I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to finish packing up my car, then I have to pack for a weeklong service trip to the beach..ahh!&lt;br /&gt;There's knitting..some ballband warshclothes&lt;br /&gt;And there's reading..some summer reading selections..aka someone has high hopes for this summer...&lt;br /&gt;But right now, there're no pictures..&lt;br /&gt;But there's packing!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great summer, kids!!&lt;br /&gt;After the trip, I'll be back home in the land of dial-up, so it may be a while before my next post.  Whenever I get to Chick-fil-a or Krystal or Panera or wherever I can try this wi-fi thing..&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6210738308871259004?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6210738308871259004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6210738308871259004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6210738308871259004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6210738308871259004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/05/put-fork-in-me-im-done.html' title='Put a fork in me, I&apos;m done!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-6391747599989118460</id><published>2007-04-28T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:24.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a swarm of mud wasps, always gotta be a buzzin' about something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RjOsx9SUKQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ojaaR3PIEcE/s1600-h/102_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058576780732147970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RjOsx9SUKQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ojaaR3PIEcE/s320/102_0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's prom season. This is the view from my window. It's probably about a fifth of the people that have descended on my home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058576699127769330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RjOstNSUKPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/CLpj2n5W9rk/s320/102_0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;If you're going to prom, you must have your own entourage to take your pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058576608933456098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RjOsn9SUKOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ql3cL5-o72s/s320/102_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A year ago, I was out there doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058576527329077458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RjOsjNSUKNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/R64EZi691-w/s320/102_0618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the one in the pink. Pale is the new tan (really? no), but if you don't want to end up the same color as your dress, you should really wear sunscreen. Or get a spray tan, as did my two amigas to the right who are normally the same shade as me. Nikki, the girl in the black, is Dominican and almost naturally that shade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6391747599989118460?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6391747599989118460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6391747599989118460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6391747599989118460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6391747599989118460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/like-swarm-of-mud-wasps-always-gotta-be.html' title='Like a swarm of mud wasps, always gotta be a buzzin&apos; about something'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RjOsx9SUKQI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ojaaR3PIEcE/s72-c/102_0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-5951917849549877183</id><published>2007-04-25T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:25.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool is...</title><content type='html'>Doncha hate when you read something and you can't remember where?? Especially when you're trying not to plagiarize??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm not writing my English paper, look at my &lt;a href="http://www.keds.com"&gt;new shoes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057457976111278242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Ri-zO9SUKKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IgUEeooE714/s320/102_0602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Yes, I know there are three pairs of shoes in that picture.  No, I do not think that this constitutes a problem.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057458066305591474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Ri-zUNSUKLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6qzl33T2WH8/s320/102_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-5951917849549877183?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/5951917849549877183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=5951917849549877183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5951917849549877183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5951917849549877183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/cool-is.html' title='Cool is...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Ri-zO9SUKKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/IgUEeooE714/s72-c/102_0602.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-8944121339743722033</id><published>2007-04-23T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:25.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Light at the End of the Tunnel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Ri1KdhvOD2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/RN-1SFp5nYg/s1600-h/IMG_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056779827740020578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Ri1KdhvOD2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/RN-1SFp5nYg/s320/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday is my last day of classes; a week from Wednesday is my last final (history! agh!). And after that, I'm selling my textbooks and going to Barnes and Noble and stocking up on lots of good reads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, to read again! Okay, so the last time I read for fun was actually Saturday. But for real, this semester, I'd say I've read about, oh, 3 books for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer, on the other hand. Well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got three books at home on my list. Three or four at B&amp;N I'm staking out in my mind. And for 7 weeks, I'll be volunteering in the children's dept at the downtown library full time, so that's endless literature on my hands. It's gonna be great. I cannot wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am a reading fool. Like, whoa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In elementary school, I was famous for having so many Accelerated Reader points. I broke records. I got comments about it in my junior year of high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture at the top is all the books and magazines my friends and I took on our senior trip. (And only two of those are mine, plus one Teen Vogue). I still remember the different books I read and where I was and such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I read &lt;em&gt;Prep&lt;/em&gt;. By Lauren S...?? Anyway, I didn't like it. And then I read &lt;em&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;/em&gt;, the chick-lit made into a movie that summer. The book was okay, but I like the movie better. (The chick-lit-soon-in-theaters-this summer is &lt;em&gt;The Nanny Diaries&lt;/em&gt;, and yes, it's on my list of books to buy). &lt;em&gt;TDWP&lt;/em&gt; was my friend Cindy's. I took it to the beach and the tide came in and it got all wet, but she wasn't upset like she would've been had it been, say, &lt;em&gt;Don Quixote&lt;/em&gt;. Umm, what else? Oh, I read &lt;em&gt;Northanger Abbey&lt;/em&gt;. I was reading that one on the trip home, when we broke down on the side of the interstate and were stranded for approximately four hours. Good times. &lt;em&gt;NA&lt;/em&gt; was my favorite book last summer, is my favorite Jane Austen book, and might be flat-out my favorite book ever. It's right up there. There was also this book published by MTV(???what?)..I don't remember the title, and I didn't read much of it, but I read bits and pieces cause the main character's name was Betsy. &lt;em&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt; was on the trip as well(It belonged to Lauren, as did the other copy of &lt;em&gt;Prep&lt;/em&gt; up there in that picture). I didn't get around to reading it until we were back (I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, okay?). I remember that I read it in the urgent care waiting room when I got pink eye. And without all the sacrilege, I would've like it a lot better. But whatev. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer, the classic on the list is &lt;em&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/em&gt;. Cindy hates Jane Austen with a passion, but loves the Bronte sisters. I adore Jane Austen. We'll see what happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, summer reading '07..we'll have a list and picture next Wednesday post-exam; it'll be my last post of the semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-8944121339743722033?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/8944121339743722033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=8944121339743722033&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8944121339743722033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8944121339743722033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title='The Light at the End of the Tunnel'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Ri1KdhvOD2I/AAAAAAAAAFA/RN-1SFp5nYg/s72-c/IMG_0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-5944971455265968985</id><published>2007-04-17T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:25.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Basically</title><content type='html'>I love buying pocketbooks &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054401449352134642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiTXVrzaf_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/u1ixnHzQ09Q/s320/102_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;because they always fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe that's part of the reason I love making blankets, too. You don't have to worry about gauge and needle sizes and yarn weight so much. You just pick something you like and go with it. And blankets are useful year round. I love that! Sweaters, not so much. And the same with socks. Sweaters and socks are great, don't get me wrong. I don't go around just making blankets; that's not what I'm saying. I mean, maybe if I lived in Canada, I would be all about the wool sweaters. But I live in Georgia. I own one sweater that's about 20% wool. I actually think I might be allergic to wool (forgive me, I know that's a horrible thought). But I love cotton. And cotton is great for blankets. Layer them up in the winter so thick that you can't move underneath, or just put one light one on top of the sheets in the summer. Perfect for spring picnics and fall football games. A blanket is always useful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it doesn't have to be made out of yarn that should have gold listed on the fiber content cause it costs so much. That acrylic yarn that everybody loves to hate can make a pretty darn good blanket, and it doesn't matter where you drag it (and a little boy, one of the most dedicated and adorable blanket lovers, will drag it everywhere!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054401689870303250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiTXjrzagBI/AAAAAAAAAE4/3xCX9WHY0uY/s320/102_0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you picture anything more precious than a little baby wrapped in a beautiful handmade blanket? At the church I go to when I'm at school, they have a baby dedication almost every week. I love babies; I want a baby so bad I ache inside sometimes. But for now I just make baby blankets to give away, hoping and praying that someday I'll be making one for my own little baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this picture in my head of my own little house someday. I like to dream about it, rearrange the furniture in the rooms in my mind. And I have this vision of a little linen closet with a shelf of blankets folded and stacked nice and neatly. It's like a scrapbook of my crafting life, you can trace my progression. There are blankets I have made and some that I haven't even thought of yet. They're all just sitting there, waiting for a guest to come so I can pull out the couch-bed and spread one across it. If I'm going to have this closet shelf of blankets in a few years, I figure I'd better get started now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054401595381022722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiTXeLzagAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sFUjMD0jK6c/s320/102_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A handmade blanket is like a big hug. It's love, basically. And whether it's a precious heirloom in perfect condition or a worn-out, fraying scrap of cloth, the underlying sentiment is there. Someone loves me. Or, I love myself, which is something I have to remind myself every now and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose that's enough blanket love for now. I hafta go work on filling up that linen closet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-5944971455265968985?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/5944971455265968985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=5944971455265968985&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5944971455265968985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/5944971455265968985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-basically.html' title='Love, Basically'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiTXVrzaf_I/AAAAAAAAAEo/u1ixnHzQ09Q/s72-c/102_0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-743131835580369929</id><published>2007-04-14T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:26.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember, back at the end of September, when I &lt;a href="http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-down.html"&gt;started&lt;/a&gt; this thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how far we've come since then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053332135639416722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiEKzbzaf5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WqrFgzlONjg/s320/102_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I sort of wimped out on the border...I "&lt;a href="www.masondixonknitting.com"&gt;cro-Kayed&lt;/a&gt;" all the way around, and decided that I liked the way it looked, and I really really really did not want to rip out and do something different, so I'm leaving it like that.  For now, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053332006790397826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiEKr7zaf4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/45i9McHu6tI/s320/102_0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I like how it doesn't take away from the psycho effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053331899416215410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiEKlrzaf3I/AAAAAAAAADs/x6x9yf7Ld5E/s320/102_0547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hah!  Like it could.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm glad to be done, I really am.  But now I don't know what to do with myself.  It's weird not be working on this.  It's weird to be done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean, I've got other projects I'm working on.  But it's not this.  Sigh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-743131835580369929?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/743131835580369929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=743131835580369929&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/743131835580369929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/743131835580369929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/now-what.html' title='Now What?'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RiEKzbzaf5I/AAAAAAAAAD8/WqrFgzlONjg/s72-c/102_0552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-4166135660274349413</id><published>2007-04-09T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:27.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Found Things</title><content type='html'>Did the Easter Bunny come to your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrR3fqPtzI/AAAAAAAAADE/F4ec8-1zu-k/s1600-h/102_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051580683371132722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrR3fqPtzI/AAAAAAAAADE/F4ec8-1zu-k/s320/102_0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause he made it to mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrRt_qPtyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iHh0vUhIedI/s1600-h/102_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051580520162375458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrRt_qPtyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iHh0vUhIedI/s320/102_0537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I walked into the living room yesterday morning and sat down on the couch glasses and contact-less and didn't see my little basket until my mom pointed it out to me. Love the Disney princess eggs! I ate an untold number of mini Snickers this afternoon after work; I was so hungry and tired. One thing that always makes me feel better on days like this is to go to Barnes and Noble. Look what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051580825105053506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrR_vqPt0I/AAAAAAAAADM/9zToRpMG7j0/s320/102_0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is a birthday card.  I adore Oreos, and the expression on this little girl's face is priceless.  Beverly Lewis is another favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051580928184268626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrSFvqPt1I/AAAAAAAAADU/td3HNag45G0/s320/102_0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have developed a pattern in reading series of books. I usually get the first one a while after it comes out. If I like it, I'll get the second one, which may or may not be released just depending on how long the first one has already been out. Then, by the time the series gets to the end, I'm counting down the months, weeks, days, and hours, calling bookstores to see if it's in, analyzing ads that announce a book's arrival in "early spring" (that's so vague!). I've done this with Beverly Lewis, Harry Potter, The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, and am getting there with The No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency (although I am still pretty behind in those, I've read 4 of 8). This book doesn't exactly fall into that category; it was originally published before any of the Beverly Lewis books I've read. This is just a new edition, and it'll go really well with the rest of my B.L. collection. Plus, it's probably a really good book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anybody's still here, they're probably wondering when I'm going to get around to talking about the gorgeous work of art that these various items have been sitting on. Well, here it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051581057033287522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrSNPqPt2I/AAAAAAAAADc/SeR3WxoTpFU/s320/102_0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All seamed up and in desperate need of a border. My roommate talks to this blanket. Things like, "I remember when you were just one square." I'm pretty much obsessed with staring at it myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've got one more picture for you. Saturday evening I felt a strange urge to go outside and take pictures of the trees and the sky. This dogwood tree is outside my bedroom window at home. Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051581168702437234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrSTvqPt3I/AAAAAAAAADk/JwHZakxHYn0/s320/102_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-4166135660274349413?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/4166135660274349413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=4166135660274349413&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4166135660274349413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4166135660274349413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/little-found-things.html' title='Little Found Things'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RhrR3fqPtzI/AAAAAAAAADE/F4ec8-1zu-k/s72-c/102_0536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-6605527624745846164</id><published>2007-04-05T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:44:13.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update before I go home for the weekend.  Looking forward to a long weekend of seaming..Hopefully I'll have the seamed blanket to show ya'll on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6605527624745846164?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6605527624745846164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6605527624745846164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6605527624745846164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6605527624745846164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-8724619980396317861</id><published>2007-03-27T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:27.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argosy, Bikini Edition?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rgmoe9GmYxI/AAAAAAAAACw/8FkeVCLQjUk/s1600-h/102_0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046750107197137682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rgmoe9GmYxI/AAAAAAAAACw/8FkeVCLQjUk/s320/102_0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, I know &lt;a href="http://inahappycamper.eponym.com/blog"&gt;Vyvyan &lt;/a&gt;said she was quitting after the baby blanket version, but I'm with &lt;a href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/jackson_alan/videos.jhtml"&gt;Alan Jackson&lt;/a&gt;: "Too Much of a Good Thing is a Good Thing". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, ha..Kidding!  This is a washcloth.  My Mother it looked like underwear at this point, but  I assured her that it was not.   I needed a little knitting mixed in with all that seaming, which is almost done, by the way.  I decided to nix the "miter posed on the bedspread" pic in this post, but just wait.  Soon there will be no end of the blanket pictures.  You'll be wishing I'd go back to knitting my undies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-8724619980396317861?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/8724619980396317861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=8724619980396317861&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8724619980396317861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8724619980396317861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/argosy-bikini-edition.html' title='Argosy, Bikini Edition?'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/Rgmoe9GmYxI/AAAAAAAAACw/8FkeVCLQjUk/s72-c/102_0483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-7789613632589511769</id><published>2007-03-24T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T17:22:08.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna talk about me...</title><content type='html'>MeMeMeMeMeee-ee: A lot of the ones I left plain I haven't heard of.  If you know of one I haven't read that you think I should, leave a comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the list of (100) books below.&lt;br /&gt;Bold the ones you’ve read.&lt;br /&gt;Italicize the ones you want to read.&lt;br /&gt;Leave blank the ones that you aren’t interested in.&lt;br /&gt;Movies don’t count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;The Da Vinci Code (Dan Brown)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Pride and Prejudice (Jane Austen)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;To Kill A Mockingbird (Harper Lee)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Gone With The Wind (Margaret Mitchell)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King (Tolkien)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. The Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring (Tolkien)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. The Lord of the Rings: Two Towers (Tolkien)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Anne of Green Gables (L.M. Montgomery)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Outlander (Diana Gabaldon)&lt;br /&gt;10. A Fine Balance (Rohinton Mistry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Rowling)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Angels and Demons (Dan Brown)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Rowling)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A Prayer for Owen Meany (John Irving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Memoirs of a Geisha (Arthur Golden)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone (Rowling)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Fall on Your Knees (Ann-Marie MacDonald)&lt;br /&gt;18. The Stand (Stephen King)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban(Rowling)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;Ja&lt;/strong&gt;ne Eyre (Charlotte Bronte) (I'm reading this right now, so I just bolded it a little bit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. The Hobbit (Tolkien)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22. The Catcher in the Rye (J.D. Salinger)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. Little Women (Louisa May Alcott)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The Lovely Bones (Alice Sebold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 . Life of Pi (Yann Martel)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy (Douglas Adams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. Wuthering Heights (Emily Bronte)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe (C. S. Lewis)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;29. East of Eden (John Steinbeck)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Tuesdays with Morrie(Mitch Albom)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Dune (Frank Herbert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32. The Notebook (Nicholas Sparks)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Atlas Shrugged (Ayn Rand)&lt;br /&gt;34. 1984 (Orwell)&lt;br /&gt;35. The Mists of Avalon (Marion Zimmer Bradley)&lt;br /&gt;36. The Pillars of the Earth (Ken Follett)&lt;br /&gt;37. The Power of One (Bryce Courtenay)&lt;br /&gt;38. I Know This Much is True (Wally Lamb)&lt;br /&gt;39. &lt;em&gt;The&lt;/em&gt; Red Tent (Anita Diamant) (I think I might want to read this one, but I'm not sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. The Alchemist (Paulo Coelho)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. The Clan of the Cave Bear (Jean M. Auel)&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;The&lt;/strong&gt; Kite Runner (Khaled Hosseini) (I started this one, but hated it, so quit partway through)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Confessions of a Shopaholic (Sophie Kinsella)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. The Five People You Meet In Heaven (Mitch Albom)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Bible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Anna Karenina (Tolstoy)&lt;br /&gt;47. The Count of Monte Cristo (Alexandre Dumas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;48. Angela’s Ashes (Frank McCourt)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;49. The Grapes of Wrath (John Steinbeck)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. She’s Come Undone (Wally Lamb)&lt;br /&gt;51. The Poisonwood Bible (Barbara Kingsolver)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. A Tale of Two Cities (Dickens)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Ender’s Game (Orson Scott Card)&lt;br /&gt;54. Great Expectations (Dickens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55. The Great Gatsby (Fitzgerald)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. The Stone Angel (Margaret Laurence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (Rowling)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. The Thorn Birds (Colleen McCullough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;59. The Handmaid’s Tale (Margaret Atwood) (maybe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;60. The Time Traveller’s Wife (Audrey Niffenegger)  (another maybe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Crime and Punishment (Fyodor Dostoyevsky)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. The Fountainhead (Ayn Rand)&lt;br /&gt;63. War and Peace (Tolstoy)&lt;br /&gt;64. Interview With The Vampire (Anne Rice)&lt;br /&gt;65. Fifth Business (Robertson Davis)&lt;br /&gt;66. One Hundred Years Of Solitude (Gabriel Garcia Marquez)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants (Ann Brashares)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Catch-22 (Joseph Heller)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;69. Les Miserables (Hugo)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;70. The Little Prince (Antoine de Saint-Exupery)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Bridget Jones’ Diary (Fielding)&lt;br /&gt;72. Love in the Time of Cholera (Marquez)&lt;br /&gt;73. Shogun (James Clavell)&lt;br /&gt;74. The English Patient (Michael Ondaatje)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. The Secret Garden (Frances Hodgson Burnett)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. The Summer Tree (Guy Gavriel Kay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (Betty Smith)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. The World According To Garp (John Irving)&lt;br /&gt;79. The Diviners (Margaret Laurence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80. Charlotte’s Web (E.B. White)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Not Wanted On The Voyage (Timothy Findley)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;82. Of Mice And Men (Steinbeck)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Rebecca (Daphne DuMaurier)&lt;br /&gt;84. Wizard’s First Rule (Terry Goodkind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Emma (Jane Austen)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Watership Down(Richard Adams)&lt;br /&gt;87. Brave New World (Aldous Huxley)&lt;br /&gt;88. The Stone Diaries (Carol Shields)&lt;br /&gt;89. Blindness (Jose Saramago)&lt;br /&gt;90. Kane and Abel (Jeffrey Archer)&lt;br /&gt;91. In The Skin Of A Lion (Ondaatje)&lt;br /&gt;92. Lord of the Flies (Golding)&lt;br /&gt;93. The Good Earth (Pearl S. Buck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. The Secret Life of Bees (Sue Monk Kidd)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. The Bourne Identity (Robert Ludlum)&lt;br /&gt;96. The Outsiders (S.E. Hinton)&lt;br /&gt;97. White Oleander (Janet Fitch)&lt;br /&gt;98. A Woman of Substance (Barbara Taylor Bradford)&lt;br /&gt;99. The Celestine Prophecy (James Redfield)&lt;br /&gt;100. Ulysses (James Joyce)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7789613632589511769?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7789613632589511769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7789613632589511769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7789613632589511769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7789613632589511769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-talk-about-me.html' title='I wanna talk about me...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-6587245986778154867</id><published>2007-03-22T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:28.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Give a Knitter a Spring Break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044795084537688706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK2ZqKBcoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_HosHfonlbg/s320/102_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give a knitter a spring break, she'll probably finish knitting the squares for her psycho blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044795694423044818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK29KKBctI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oYxJYorgT6U/s320/102_0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she'll probably want to block them. If you can even call what she does "blocking". She'll dunk each square in the bowl of water. She will feel like a Southern Baptist minister. She'll probably start to say things like "I baptize you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit." Then, as if that's not sacriligious enough, the yarn fumes will really start to get to her, and she will make up some new ones, like "I baptize you in the name of &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com"&gt;Ann&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com"&gt;Kay&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.yarnharlot.com"&gt;Stephanie Pearl-Mcphee&lt;/a&gt;", or "I baptize you in the name of knit-two-together, slip-slip-knit, and stockinette stitch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044795170437034642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK2eqKBcpI/AAAAAAAAABY/Tzcr-Rv4ia0/s320/102_0468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;While the squares are drying, she'll have to look &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com"&gt;online &lt;/a&gt;for directions for how to mattress stitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK3KKKBcvI/AAAAAAAAACI/cC1aJuAgW-Y/s1600-h/102_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044795917761344242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK3KKKBcvI/AAAAAAAAACI/cC1aJuAgW-Y/s320/102_0479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After she does that, she'll stack them up all nice and neat and admire the general splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK3DKKBcuI/AAAAAAAAACA/bonKjk1s_4k/s1600-h/102_0476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044795797502259938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK3DKKBcuI/AAAAAAAAACA/bonKjk1s_4k/s320/102_0476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, being the devoted daughter that she is, she will probably make her dad a birthday cake. She still needs to practice the icing part, but she's getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044796012250624770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK3PqKBcwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9f-nvqXoeaw/s320/102_0482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Once all the blocks are dry, she will spread out a sheet on the living room floor and figure out the arrangement. It will take her an hour because she was pretty random when she was making them. Then, she will discover the magic that is mattress stitch (oh mattress stitch, how I doth dote on thee!) and sew up 5/6 of the blocks before she goes back to school. By then, the spring break is over, and it will take her almost a week to sew up 1 more block. But that, dear friends, is what happens if you give a knitter a spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6587245986778154867?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6587245986778154867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6587245986778154867&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6587245986778154867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6587245986778154867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-you-give-knitter-spring-break.html' title='If You Give a Knitter a Spring Break...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RgK2ZqKBcoI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_HosHfonlbg/s72-c/102_0465.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-4247793991988794360</id><published>2007-03-19T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:46:24.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>This week, I just don't know if I can do it.  One day at a time, one day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and a real entry???  Well, I planned them out all last week when I was without access to real internet (dial-up is not real internet, fyi)..and now, I'm so completely swamped I dunno when it's gonna happen.  Saturday, maybe.  Sunday at the latest..&lt;br /&gt;But I am NOT stressed.  I am Not Going to Stress Out.  I am going to write the two body paragraphs of my paper that are due tomorrow, and do my quiet time, and worry about the other 5 pages of the paper and the three tests three days in a row Later.  Tomorrow..And I'm going to stop griping and get off of here and Get It Done.  Period.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-4247793991988794360?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/4247793991988794360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=4247793991988794360&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4247793991988794360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4247793991988794360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-3869739329207818321</id><published>2007-03-09T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T10:19:59.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going home</title><content type='html'>i'm going home, i'm going home...i made it, i didn't get sick...i didn't skip class, because i'm just not that person and i don't think i'll ever be that person, but i went and i made it and i even took notes and now i'm going home and i'm just SO excited!  and i may not post for a week, cause i'll be on stinky slow dial-up, but when i'm back, it'll be a block party..blocking party, rather, cause i've only got three squares left to do on my blanket!&lt;br /&gt;see ya'll in a week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-3869739329207818321?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/3869739329207818321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=3869739329207818321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/3869739329207818321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/3869739329207818321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-going-home.html' title='i&apos;m going home'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-2347424862608793430</id><published>2007-03-06T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T18:55:42.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Time Bomb</title><content type='html'>So I'm thinking that Friday cannot come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Here, imagine a picture of a half-completed mitered square.   Really, I don't feel like boring ya'll with another picture of a miter.  And I don't feel like getting up to take another picture of one.&lt;br /&gt;It's terribly quiet and lonely here, because my roommate was sent home yesterday for the week..with mono, of all things!  Ack!  I called her earlier tonight and she seems to be doing ok, she's just really weak.  So far, I'm not sick, although I'm awfully paranoid about getting sick, especially since there's also a nasty stomach virus making appearances around campus.  At least one girl on my hall has been throwing up.  There's another virus going around the school where I work. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if I can just make it until Friday, it'll be spring break, and I can handle that.  I really truly do not want to get sick.  Today I made some great plans to meet up with a bunch of my high school friends for lunch Saturday.  I haven't seen most (any?) of them since Thanksgiving, so I'm really excited.  And with my luck, I will get horribly sick.  And stay sick for all of spring break, but get well just in time to come back to school.  Ahh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-2347424862608793430?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/2347424862608793430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=2347424862608793430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2347424862608793430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2347424862608793430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/walking-time-bomb.html' title='Walking Time Bomb'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-6526570638902423948</id><published>2007-03-03T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:29.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It Spring Yet?</title><content type='html'>Because my plant thinks it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RenW8BRK2pI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Xw2sOJtSndw/s1600-h/102_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037793984811555474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RenW8BRK2pI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Xw2sOJtSndw/s320/102_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RenXCBRK2qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eGiTzv2579s/s1600-h/102_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037794087890770594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RenXCBRK2qI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eGiTzv2579s/s320/102_0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night we made Rice Krispie treats in the micro-go-round and watched Ella Enchanted..Which is a corny movie if there ever was one...Night before that we watched Grease...I hadn't seen it in a while; I'd forgotten how weird it was..Seriously, that ending..I remember the first time I watched it I thought that was the worst ending of a movie that I'd ever seen..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these movies are perfect for knitting..I only have 9 squares left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, my desk is cluttered in that picture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-6526570638902423948?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/6526570638902423948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=6526570638902423948&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6526570638902423948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/6526570638902423948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/is-it-spring-yet.html' title='Is It Spring Yet?'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/RenW8BRK2pI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Xw2sOJtSndw/s72-c/102_0451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-7549548388802882274</id><published>2007-03-02T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T19:51:37.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!</title><content type='html'>Lemme just tell you, Dr. Seuss's birthday is a Big Deal at primary schools, especially the one where I volunteer in the library.   We have been building up to this day for weeks...Every room in the school is a different page in the ABC Book, so you can read the whole book if you walk all the way around the school.  Oh yes.  Big times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real post (with pictures!) tomorrow...I just wanted to get the whole Dr. Seuss's birthday thing out there..I've been telling people for the past two days..He would have been, like, 104 years old.  Dr. Seuss...we were pretty tight back in the day, just let me tell you.  And my graduation speech started and ended with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great man, that Theo Giesel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-7549548388802882274?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/7549548388802882274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=7549548388802882274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7549548388802882274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/7549548388802882274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-dr-seuss.html' title='Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-4564098933331715696</id><published>2007-02-28T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T18:28:57.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking Ahead...</title><content type='html'>So, with only 11(!) squares left to knit..I find myself thinking more and more about what project I'm going to take on after this epic blanket is complete.&lt;br /&gt;And I think about how seaming and knitting the borders will possibly take longer than knitting the squares has..But I try not to think about that, except to add to the list of movies I'm planning to watch as I do it.&lt;br /&gt;But really.  This blanket has been a constant factor through most of this school year.  I've knit through the months of my freshmen year of college a blanket that I once didn't think I would ever be able to make.  Once it's done, what then?  I'm thinking another blanket, one in cheap yarn that I will actually be able to use.  Because let me tell ya, this masterpiece should be hanging in a museum..There's no way it's getting all grimy.  Heirloom, bay-be, heirloom.  I've got a couple ideas in mind.  I'm strangely drawn to squares.  But maybe I don't want to take on another project of this magnitude right away.  I don't know.  And really, it's entirely too soon to tell.  But I can't help thinking ahead, it's just the way I am. &lt;br /&gt;Does anybody have any ideas of what I should do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-4564098933331715696?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/4564098933331715696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=4564098933331715696&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4564098933331715696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/4564098933331715696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/02/thinking-ahead.html' title='Thinking Ahead...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-8069178785875595006</id><published>2007-02-27T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:29.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There are no Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReTesokml8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9C_IbgtpqnY/s1600-h/102_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036395141693609922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReTesokml8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9C_IbgtpqnY/s320/102_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For how much I just want to sit and look at this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Horrible picture quality, but you get the gist.  36 out of 48 squares completed!  That's 75%!!  3/4ths!  These squares have been in this arrangement on my bed for the past three hours and I just want to sit and look at them (Granted, I've only been in here for about five minutes of the last three hours)...I may have to sleep in the floor tonight.  Because I don't think I can sleep in the bed without messing it up.  Only twelve more squares..And this is where it starts getting tricky, because starting off, I just paired up whatever two colors struck my fancy at the moment..but now, it actually starts to matter.  I mean, I don't want a whacked up color distribution..I think I've got it figured out.  Looking at all these colors, it's really not going to make much of a difference, at least not to anyone but me.  But it matters to me.  And looking into the box of yarn I've accumulated for this project is more than a little overwhelming at this point.  Some planning was in order.  But I think it's under control now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to go to a literary reading earlier tonight, so mi amiga y yo are watching gilmore girls at 9..I'm going to start the 12th square from the end..eep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-8069178785875595006?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/8069178785875595006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=8069178785875595006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8069178785875595006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/8069178785875595006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/02/there-are-no-words.html' title='There are no Words'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReTesokml8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9C_IbgtpqnY/s72-c/102_0447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-2696018657270052022</id><published>2007-02-26T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T23:53:29.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Get on Down to the Main Attraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReNdqYkml6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BrUd7CrdzF8/s1600-h/102_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035971791062210466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReNdqYkml6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BrUd7CrdzF8/s320/102_0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;..With a little less talk, lot more action&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035971980040771506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReNd1Ykml7I/AAAAAAAAAAU/KoYAWYkwPAQ/s320/102_0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-2696018657270052022?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/2696018657270052022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=2696018657270052022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2696018657270052022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/2696018657270052022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/02/lets-get-on-down-to-main-attraction.html' title='Let&apos;s Get on Down to the Main Attraction'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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/_KaZXn0EZU2E/ReNdqYkml6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BrUd7CrdzF8/s72-c/102_0443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-117220121639972890</id><published>2007-02-22T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:26:56.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'mmm Bbbbaaaacccckkk!!</title><content type='html'>How embarrassing.  I haven't blogged in over 2 months, very sad...I dunno, I had every intention of blogging once I got back from Christmas break, but things just got so busy so fast..Next week, the semester's halfway over!  Ahh! &lt;br /&gt;I have been knitting, though.  I'm on the 33rd (?) square I think.  Or 34th.  I've kinda lost count.  But I'm over 2/3's of the way through with the knitting of the blocks..The seaming and the border, that's gonna be a trip.  I'm thinking summer vacation, some long movies..maybe the 2nd season of LOST, the 1st season of Grey's Anatomy..It's gonna be pretty amazing, not gonna lie...&lt;br /&gt;But for reals, I've gotta go to BED!  I am so tired..It was just too weird to have that last post being so long ago..That sock..it took me a sec to remember where it is..In my bedroom closet at home..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-117220121639972890?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/117220121639972890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=117220121639972890&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/117220121639972890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/117220121639972890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2007/02/immm-bbbbaaaacccckkk.html' title='I&apos;mmm Bbbbaaaacccckkk!!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116597646462467008</id><published>2006-12-12T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:21:04.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/1600/702078/102_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/320/841515/102_0344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.  So.  I knit a sock.  This isn't the first sock I knit; the first pair was back in June and it like to killed me.  For real, it almost put me off knitting forever.  But I stuck it out, ya know?  And then, for some reason this past weekend, I started getting this urge to knit a pair of socks...I dunno what's with me, but I had the pretty turquoise sock yarn from senior trip, so I went at it.  And last night, I had a sock.  (And a lot of stuff on my desk...) &lt;br /&gt;But now...I have absolutely no desire to knit the other one.  See, here's the thing.  I know that after you wear a pair of handknit socks, you're supposed to never want to go back to store-bought socks.  But I like store-bought socks.  My handknit socks...not so comfortable...kinda itchy...And I don't like the way this one looks on my foot...I dunno...I like to just look at it, sitting there on my anthro. books, and be all like, "yeah, I knit a sock..." and I like when people came in my room and were like, "you're knitting a sock??"...but I just don't like wearing it...And it's not going to fit anyone else..So really, I'm wondering if I should even make the other one..At this moment..I'm thinking I'll just wait til the urge to knit socks hits me again..should be about 6 months..then I'll have a pair.  Right now, I figure life's too short.  Might as well knit another washcloth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is likely the last post for a while..or at least the last one with pictures...My anthropology final is tomorrow, and after that I'll be heading home to dial-up in the boonies...Dial-up and Blogger have been notorious for not getting along in the past..So unless I make it to a Krystal (which is tempting), you'll probably have to wait until January to see the huge stack of dishcloths I'm going to work on.  And the progress I'm going to make on the mitered square blanket.  I haven't forgotten it!  It's at home!  Where I am going to be..shortly!  I've been counting down the hours until that final is over.  Right now, it's 24.67...Then I'll be free!  I'm going book shopping tomorrow afternoon!  Yay!  Also last weekend, besides the wierd sock urge, I had a strange desire to read a biography, something that would make me feel smart.  I'm leaning towards Audrey Hepburn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116597646462467008?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116597646462467008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116597646462467008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116597646462467008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116597646462467008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/12/sss.html' title='SSS'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-116569901663260594</id><published>2006-12-09T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:18:21.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/1600/846004/102_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/200/674408/102_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished another washcloth, but I don't feel like getting up and taking a picture of it..so I'll just post a picture of it halfway finished.. and a sideways picture at that..oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to do for the next four days except study anthropology. Woo-hoo. I have to ace that final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116569901663260594?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116569901663260594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116569901663260594&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116569901663260594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116569901663260594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/12/lazy.html' title='Lazy'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116544269751240642</id><published>2006-12-06T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T14:04:57.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In One Week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be turning this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/320/864453/102_0310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;into this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/320/233206/102_0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another view&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/852/2572/320/154263/102_0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is only a portion of my dishcloth cotton collection; the rest is at home. It's not all tangled, at least not as bad as it looks all piled on my bed. But yeah, that's my Christmas break goal, use all the dishcloth cotton stash making warshrags for my (as of yet invisible) hope chest. We'll see how many ballbands I can do before I get completely burned out on them. And I still have my mitered square blanket (I left it at home on purpose after Thanksgiving so it couldn't distract me here, and to build my anticipation to knit some more on it) and I've got that sock yarn from senior trip. Oh yay! Blissful, guiltfree knitting. Coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116544269751240642?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116544269751240642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116544269751240642&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116544269751240642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116544269751240642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/12/in-one-week.html' title='In One Week...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-116494496163342853</id><published>2006-11-30T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:49:21.646-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1.  Open Mouth  2.  Insert Foot</title><content type='html'>So.  I went to my sister's middle school band and chorus Christmas concert tonight.  There were a couple of motives.  First, to see my sister play, of course, because that's the kind of supportive sister I try to be.  Ha.  And second, because I needed my red sweater which was at home to wear to my handbell choir performance Saturday night.  So, after the concert (have you been to a middle school concert?  Middle schoolers are at such an awkward time in their lives.  Have you ever noticed?) my family went to McDonald's (Donald's Place, as I used to call it when I was 3, apparently) and as we were leaving, I was like, "Oh, I need to get my sweater."  My mom, trying to act like she forgot it, said something like 'your sweater?'.  And I replied, "Umm, yeah, the whole reason I came."  Oops.  Sorry Sara.  I love you!  I apologized profusely.  Actually, I think I said something like, "well, half the reason I came", which was also not the right thing to say.  Honestly, I did go to the concert to see Sara; if I'd just wanted the sweater, I could have just went home and got it and saved that hour of my life.  But I didn't.  I did the sister thing.  I don't think she's really mad.  I don't think.  Hey, her Christmas present which I bought today will more than make up for it; she wanted a Berry hoodie--those things are $45--ridiculous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's been a while since I've posted.  It's been so busy.  And finals start next week, Ahh!  I took the blanket home last weekend and did another square.  I don't have a picture cause I left all the stuff at home, knowing I would have no time to work on it for the next few weeks.  Tomorrow night I am hoping to get some knitting time in, work on some of the dishcloth cotton under my bed, lol.  Maybe watch a movie.  Nice.  Who gonna accuse me of not having a life?  Huh?  What'd ya call middle school band concerts and knitting in your dorm room on a Friday night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, how awesome was Gilmore Girls??  I about squealed all the way through.  Loved it!  The script seemed like it was more like the way it used to be, snappier than it has been.  Theory on Lorelai and Christopher:  their Paris marriage isn't legal in the U.S.  There has to be hope for Luke, he's getting back to his old self!  Mercy, I love that show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116494496163342853?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116494496163342853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116494496163342853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116494496163342853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116494496163342853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/11/1-open-mouth-2-insert-foot.html' title='1.  Open Mouth  2.  Insert Foot'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116373825971288773</id><published>2006-11-16T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T07:20:54.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can I Say...</title><content type='html'>I just made the first two comments on a &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com"&gt;Mason-Dixon post...&lt;/a&gt; Just thought I'd let everybody know.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for real. It's past my bedtime. I did 2/3 of my statistics homework wrong the first time, is the only reason why I'm still up. Friday is my sleep late day (7:30), so I guess it'll be okay. Today started off rough and ended that way, too, but everything in the middle was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;edit:&lt;/strong&gt; btw, it was 11:30 last night when I was writing this, not 8:30.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116373825971288773?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116373825971288773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116373825971288773&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116373825971288773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116373825971288773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-can-i-say.html' title='What Can I Say...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24745900.post-116360394396831039</id><published>2006-11-15T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T07:19:03.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher Stinking Columbus</title><content type='html'>Who watched Gilmore Girls last night???  I did, at nine.  Had to tape it because I went to the jazz band's concert (which was pretty much amazing, not gonna lie).  Sigh..I miss jazz band..I don't miss getting up at 5:30 in the morning to go to jazz band, but I miss the music part.  I'm in handbell choir here, and well.  It's fun, but it's not the same.  It's pretty hard, actually.  Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Gilmore Girls.  Oh my goodness, it ended and we were all screaming "No!!!"..haha..My roomie and I get pretty into GG b/c it's honestly the only thing we watch on t.v.  Sometimes we pop in a movie on the weekend, but other than that, nada.  Well, ok, she watches the weather channel for "local on the 8's" or whatever it's called.   I don't b/c I'm usually gone before she gets up in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!  I can't believe it!  The preview for next week's episode was so funny..can't wait!!&lt;br /&gt;This entry is basically the result of not wanting to do my stat hw.  Doing my stat hw is about to be the result of not having anything else to write...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116360394396831039?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116360394396831039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116360394396831039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116360394396831039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116360394396831039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/11/christopher-stinking-columbus.html' title='Christopher Stinking Columbus'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116338677584568386</id><published>2006-11-12T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:59:35.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ten years later..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finish another square.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas-y...&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Columbus, I have been so stinking busy the past few weeks...In a month, the semester will be over..cue hallellujah chorus..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116338677584568386?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116338677584568386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116338677584568386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116338677584568386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116338677584568386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/11/ten-years-later.html' title='ten years later..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116232940937845537</id><published>2006-10-31T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T13:16:49.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in Time for Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this sweet orange and brown square..this makes my count 7..8..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left a comment on &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com"&gt;Ann's &lt;/a&gt;entry about her new fancy-smancy shoes, and it reminded me of my own new shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;They're not the least bit girly..They look like old man shoes, but they're really comfortable.  And they look pretty cute with jeans.  Which is all that counts, really.  Of course, girly heely shoes look cute with jeans too...that's next on my shoe wish list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116232940937845537?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116232940937845537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116232940937845537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116232940937845537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116232940937845537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-in-time-for-halloween.html' title='Just in Time for Halloween'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116195936651191398</id><published>2006-10-27T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T07:29:26.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linkage</title><content type='html'>I got all computer savvy and figured out how to do the link thing on the sidebar all by myself.  This is a big thing for me, I am very proud of myself right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining! Ahh..and this morning, I walked outside, realized all three of my umbrellas were in my car, went to the WRONG parking lot, had to go to the other one to get to my car..and then still had to walk half a mile in the pouring down rain.  I really hope it stops before tonight and doesn't rain out my old high school's football game that I've been planning to go to since, I dunno, July.  And the band comp. tomorrow..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the computer lab now, but later when I'm in my room I'll post pictures of the sweet garter stitch scarf I made last night to console myself for the not-so-good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116195936651191398?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116195936651191398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116195936651191398&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116195936651191398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116195936651191398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/linkage.html' title='Linkage'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116189514716918731</id><published>2006-10-26T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T13:40:32.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonky</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what the scarf I knit is..kinda wonky. Well, there's no kinda about it. I'm choosing to think of it as a design feature..yeah, it's supposed to do that..and everyone who's seen it thinks it's cute. I'm giving it to my sister..early Christmas/birthday present. Can you believe Christmas is less than two months away??!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Up close with the fringe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now it's all wrapped up and ready to be given to my sister tonight when I see her at piano lessons..I think she'll like it..The tissue paper and yarn from the project being a bow is basically how I wrap all handknit projects I'm giving as gifts..it's pretty much standard wrapping procedure around here..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is rather dull I'm afraid but my brain is pretty much fried from two tests today and one yesterday..I think I'm going to take a nap.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.  Obviously the gimp arm from yesterday did not hold me back any..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116189514716918731?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116189514716918731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116189514716918731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116189514716918731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116189514716918731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/wonky.html' title='Wonky'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116180003317477291</id><published>2006-10-25T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:14:14.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Arm is Rather Limp Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a flu shot today..so my upper arm is sore. (It is really hard to take a picture of your right arm when you are right-handed!)&lt;br /&gt;I took an anthropology test--wrote nonstop for an hour--so my wrist is sore.&lt;br /&gt;Which stinks, because I really want to work on this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It's a scarf I want to wear this weekend when I go to the football game and the band competition. It looks all ruffly cause it's bunched up on the circular needle. I think it's gonna be narrowish, so I just want to finish this color-pattern-repeat thing (basically, three more rows of yellow, purple, and blue each). Which doesn't sound like much unless you consider that each row takes 15-20 minutes..yeah..And I have two test tomorrow, but after that, I'm chillin'..can't wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good things that happened today:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. The sky was so beautiful this morning when I walked outside! The clouds were all pink and purple. It was glorious. I didn't have my camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I caught the class bus. The class bus reminds me of the Knight Bus in Harry Potter. I think there's like a special hand signal you're supposed to give to make it stop. And it flies around really fast. But it's very nice to save that twenty minute walk..especially when it's cold outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I went to Subway to eat lunch with my parents, and when I got back, I got a parking place in Heaven. Heaven is what we call the good parking lot, there aren't that many spaces. The lot next to Heaven is Purgatory. The name of the bad one? I think you get the idea. It was pretty much amazing. I think a lot of people drove because it was so cold out. To me, it just seems easier to walk than to wait for the car to defrost, drive down, find a parking spot, and then walk to class. It's quicker, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116180003317477291?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116180003317477291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116180003317477291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116180003317477291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116180003317477291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-arm-is-rather-limp-today.html' title='My Arm is Rather Limp Today'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116145449124270090</id><published>2006-10-21T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T11:14:53.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No. 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The initial inspiration for this square was a &lt;a href="http://www.netstate.com/states/symb/flowers/images/wild_native_sunflower.jpg"&gt;sunflower&lt;/a&gt;. It has since been described as &lt;a href="http://www.beingood.com/images/posters/Beauty%20&amp;%20the%20Beast%20Belle.jpg"&gt;Belle&lt;/a&gt;,  a rotten banana (you can google that image on your own), and &lt;a href="http://www.mayfielddairy.com/"&gt;Mayfield's Ice Cream&lt;/a&gt;.   I think I like the Mayfield's comparison the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, me and Hannah have planned a run to Michael's followed by knitting, scrapbooking, and a movie (probably Narnia).  We were going to go see Marie Antoinette, but it's not in theaters here yet.  We're going to try to catch it in two weeks when I go home with her.  Excitement.  Okay, funny story.  Our friend went to go see "The Prestige" last night, and he said it was really sad all the way through.  Hannah was like, well, we're going to see "Marie Antoinette", and it won't be as sad.  To which I replied 'do you know what happened to Marie Antoinette??'  It was pretty funny.  You probably had to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone have an amazing weekend, I'm going to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116145449124270090?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116145449124270090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116145449124270090&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116145449124270090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116145449124270090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-6.html' title='No. 6'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116129042182519717</id><published>2006-10-19T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:40:21.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lurvely Day</title><content type='html'>That was me being sarcastic...it's rainy and cold, and it has been all week...I tried to take a picture of the gloominess, but it photographed too not cold and rainy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love Kenny Chesney's new song, "You Save Me".  (How long has it been since he sang a song not about the beach??)  It came on the radio after I drove up here about an hour ago and I just sat in my car and listened to it...ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm a bullet shot out of a gun&lt;br /&gt;When I'm a firecracker coming undone&lt;br /&gt;When I'm a fugitive ready to run&lt;br /&gt;All wild-eyed and crazy&lt;br /&gt;Baby you save me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116129042182519717?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116129042182519717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116129042182519717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116129042182519717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116129042182519717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/lurvely-day.html' title='Lurvely Day'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116120855610590774</id><published>2006-10-18T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:55:56.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding to the madness...</title><content type='html'>Not much new knitting content from me today..but I taught my roommate how to knit last Thursday!  It was sorta her birthday present.  She is, and I quote, "pretty much obsessed".  She's made a coaster (the first project--aww!), a washcloth, and she's got some good progress on a scarf.  No kidding, she's a natural.  Look, here she is glowing with pride after casting off and weaving in the ends of the coaster.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would show you a picture, but blogger is not cooperating today...oh well, maybe tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've taught probably about 5 other people how to knit, but Hannah's easily the best.  I mean, seriously.  Okay.&lt;br /&gt;So..this weekend was fall break, I just got back last night, thus the long lapse in entries..And one would think that I could have gotten a lot of knitting done, but I didn't, because pretty much the whole weekend was spent cleaning my room at home...It was quite the ordeal.  I threw away/gave away two or three times what I kept...I mean, for real.  It was pretty bad.  Not like, messy, just cluttered with STUFF I've accumulated over the past 5 years.  So much STUFF!  I gave away two garbage bags of just shoes.   Pretty much amazing.  I would have taken before-and-after pictures, but I would be too embarrassed to post pictures of it. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway...it was a nice, rainy weekend.  Monday was the perfect weather to do nothing except lay on the couch, eat ice cream, and watch figure skating on t.v.  Of course, there was no figure skating on t.v.  I did eat some ice cream...Sigh...freshmen fifteen, anybody?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116120855610590774?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116120855610590774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116120855610590774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116120855610590774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116120855610590774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/adding-to-madness.html' title='Adding to the madness...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116051377993476071</id><published>2006-10-10T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:56:19.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Still Got It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0167.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0167.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my picture all sideways-y? It's done that before, but not recently..weird..Anyway, this is proof that I haven't completely abandoned knitting (along with proof that the scrapbooking is still going strong, although it is winding down). Two squares completely completed and another cast on for, what-what! Most of the green and orange one was knit while watching "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure" with my roommate and two of our other friends. Good times, good times..I was told that this movie would change my life, and it pretty much did..Ha,ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, school has been happening, too. I made a 104 on my music appreciation test!!! YAY!! I was SO excited!&lt;br /&gt;Also, this past weekend was Mountain Day Weekend, which is a really big celebration of Martha Berry's birthday (Martha Berry founded Berry College many moons ago..1902, to be exactish). Part of Mountain Day is the Grand March on Saturday, where all the students walk up and down this big hill holding hands, linking up in twos, fours, eights, and sixteens..It's hard to explain, but really cool in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the front of the line...being a freshman, I was near the end. The way it works is, the girls and guys are suppoze to be holding hands, but the guy-to-girl ratio is so skewed here that the only the senior girls and especially fortunate junior girls get to hold guys' hands..then the boys run out..lol..but it was ok, it was really fun..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's me going up the hill on the left, in the khaki capris..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'd explain more about the most excellent traditions, but it's time for handbell choir practice..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116051377993476071?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116051377993476071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116051377993476071&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116051377993476071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116051377993476071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/shes-still-got-it.html' title='She&apos;s Still Got It!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-116009157622781343</id><published>2006-10-05T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T16:39:36.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Do...</title><content type='html'>What I should be doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="62" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0089.jpg" width="106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to be doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have been doing: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yes, my friends....that is what it looks like...a scrapbook...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I may already be more addicted to it than I am to knitting and reading put together.  But I love being all crafty, and I'm really good at collages and stuff.  I tried scrapbooking a few years ago, but it was really bad and I swore off it.  It was more like crapbooking (which is what I accidentally typed a few words ago.  My roommate scrapbooks with a passion.  And I've been watching her and seeing how fun it is...and I was looking at all these pictures and momentos I have from high school...and then I was at the Wal-Mart (uh-oh)..and $40 later, this is what I've got...I think this might be more expensive than knitting..yeah, for sure.  But it's SO much fun!  But it's SO bad for my reading that I'm SO behind on..  Oh well, I guess I deserved one afternoon for a break...I really really want to go to Michael's right now...I need more pages, and some stickers for Thanksgiving and Christmas and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-116009157622781343?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/116009157622781343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=116009157622781343&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116009157622781343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/116009157622781343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/things-to-do.html' title='Things to Do...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-115999174353836300</id><published>2006-10-04T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T12:55:43.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so..okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing I'm not liking about the no-(well, low)-sew mitered square blanket.   There are more rows on the first section of the new block than there are on the first block.  (Also not liking the way that is not the way the color looks in real life...kinda wish it was; I think I like this way better..)  I think I know why this is happening.  First, picking up the stitches for the orange block adds a row, and at the same time it's covering up a row of the tan color.   I don't like it!  I think I'd rather have to sew all the blocks together than try to figure this one out.  And I'm not going to be able to live with it, I'm just too much of a perfectionist.  Seriously, ya'll have no idea how much effort went into that first orange section there.  It was pretty insane.  But I'd rather frog it than be unhapppy with it later.  Rip, rip.  Plus, trying to plan out these color combinations is taking a lot of the fun out of it.  I think it'd be easier to be able to match the squares up later.  Much less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else I'm not liking:  this headache that I've had for three days.  Thinking it might be the contacts.  But I hope not, cause we were supposed to be getting a good deal and bought 4 boxes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-115999174353836300?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/115999174353836300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=115999174353836300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115999174353836300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115999174353836300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/sookay.html' title='so..okay'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-115975424116321174</id><published>2006-10-01T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T18:57:21.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47 to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-115975424116321174?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/115975424116321174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=115975424116321174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115975424116321174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115975424116321174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-down.html' title='One Down...'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-115947353934758387</id><published>2006-09-28T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:58:59.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get that yarn away from her..</title><content type='html'>before she hurts herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad news: the sock--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is no more...i could already tell there was not going to be enough yarn..but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good news: this came today! (it is so fun to get packages when you're at college!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yay! i can start the mitered square blanket now!!  i know i will need much more yarn than this, but i think it will be best to order it in installments..i'm so excited, ya'll don't even understand..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-115947353934758387?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/115947353934758387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=115947353934758387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115947353934758387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115947353934758387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/09/get-that-yarn-away-from-her.html' title='Get that yarn away from her..'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-115938753108526260</id><published>2006-09-27T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T13:05:31.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Right Along</title><content type='html'>I'm getting pretty good at knitting while reading textbooks..before long I'll have it mastered..the only thing is that it takes me longer to read, because I get distracted..but look at my sock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm completely loving it..not bored at all!  knock on wood...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-115938753108526260?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/115938753108526260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=115938753108526260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115938753108526260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115938753108526260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/09/moving-right-along.html' title='Moving Right Along'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-115922962021355594</id><published>2006-09-25T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T17:13:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unBEARably cute kimono</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aww! this is my take on the baby kimono from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Mason-Dixon-Knitting-Knitters-Questions-Pictures/dp/0307236056/sr=8-1/qid=1159228511/ref=pd_bbs_1/002-7473474-0165640?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;this book &lt;/a&gt;I altered it a little as i went..b/c 1. my bear is not as big as a newborn and 2. b/c i didn't think i was going to have enough yarn..it's lion brand cottonease and i love it..and there was enough, i could have made it longer but i didn't..anyway, i still think it's cute..&lt;br /&gt;and i made the whole thing saturday night..which was exciting b/c if there's one thing i love, it's instant gratification..&lt;br /&gt;my next project is not going to be so instant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the beginning of my &lt;a href="http://lollygirl.com/blog/?p=499"&gt;Sockoberfest &lt;/a&gt;project: &lt;a href="http://www.hjsstudio.com/p-knsock.html"&gt;kneesocks &lt;/a&gt;(!) from the Patons Kroy Socks yarn I got in the only real yarn shop I've ever been in, in Daytona Beach on my senior trip last summer!  I have two skeins and I really want it to be enough for kneesocks, cause I really want some!!  especially after reading about &lt;a href="http://www.januaryone.com/archives/sock_hop_socks/"&gt;cara's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at the risk of failing music apprec (that would be a pity) i have to go study now..sigh..maybe knit a few more rows of that ribbing while i'm reading my psychology chapters..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-115922962021355594?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/115922962021355594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=115922962021355594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115922962021355594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115922962021355594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/09/unbearably-cute-kimono.html' title='unBEARably cute kimono'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</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-24745900.post-115904354693077763</id><published>2006-09-23T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T13:32:26.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Vacation Warshcloth Fixation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/1600/102_0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" height="268" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0062.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer, i made about a zillion ninepatch washclothes from the pattern from &lt;a href="http://www.masondixonknitting.com"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;(i love these girls!)..since i'm a (poor, broke) college kid, i don't really have any dishes for them, so i use them to wash my face..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two ballbands on the top and bottom of the first column have been made in the time i've fought for since starting school..as was this one, which i finished last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/852/2572/320/102_0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'm getting just a little tired of making washclothes..i think i'll try to mix it up a little bit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24745900-115904354693077763?l=hurlypurly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/feeds/115904354693077763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24745900&amp;postID=115904354693077763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115904354693077763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24745900/posts/default/115904354693077763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hurlypurly.blogspot.com/2006/09/summer-vacation-warshcloth-fixation.html' title='Summer Vacation Warshcloth Fixation'/><author><name>Betsy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03115064641179904214</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
