<?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-3529466</id><updated>2012-02-01T10:22:45.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MzDavinci</title><subtitle type='html'>Judy's - "James Joyce Stream of Consciousness" 
Random thoughts, ideas, shared memories and happenings. 

Getting to know me: 
I am blessed with an over active enthusiasm gland and an appreciation of the precious gift of life. 

I am trying to break lose of being a hostage "to 
what I should do." 

Do I have the courage to step across the threshold 
into the exciting world of possibilities?!?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2954165757625450859</id><published>2012-02-01T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:22:45.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the eve of Ground Hog's Day...</title><content type='html'>I received this message from Johnson City, Tennessee this morning.&amp;nbsp; It made me smile. I celebrate Ground Hog's Day every year and it was nice to know that someone I haven't seen in many years remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The local groundhog call the TV station this morning to say to leave him alone tomorrow because,"You already got Spring" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's February and we have sunny days with temps in the 60's. I know that's cold to you folks in the tropics, but when it's the dead of winter in Tennessee and I only have to wear a windbreaker, we're just thrilled."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2954165757625450859?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/2954165757625450859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=2954165757625450859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2954165757625450859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2954165757625450859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_02_01_archive.html#2954165757625450859' title='On the eve of Ground Hog&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3144292743490170398</id><published>2012-01-31T20:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T20:21:16.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uyGTXBMZXPg/TyiTfh7cJ1I/AAAAAAAABZg/PvRewIkJWVI/s1600/life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sda="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uyGTXBMZXPg/TyiTfh7cJ1I/AAAAAAAABZg/PvRewIkJWVI/s320/life.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3144292743490170398?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/3144292743490170398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=3144292743490170398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3144292743490170398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3144292743490170398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#3144292743490170398' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uyGTXBMZXPg/TyiTfh7cJ1I/AAAAAAAABZg/PvRewIkJWVI/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5537825641695018625</id><published>2012-01-31T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:11:22.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of the first month of two thousand and a dozen.</title><content type='html'>I feel blessed that during this month: My only health challenge was the sniffles. I have had fantastic calls and texts from my sons as well as other members of my family and friends. I have reconnected with people from my past. The community yard sale was a success. My niece returned safely to the U.S. from her studies abroad. Each of my sons have earned fantastic opportunities and are making a positive difference in the world.&amp;nbsp;Margaret Hogg is making strides to recover from her stroke.&amp;nbsp;I was asked my opinion on someone's writing. I have seen some good and not so enjoyable movies. I have met some new neighbors.&amp;nbsp;There has been a lot squeezed into these first 30 days. Today, the 31st, we once again have postcard perfect day and I am going to head to the beach to work on my books. I am so lucky to have&amp;nbsp;flexibility in my days and not confined to a specific routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so very grateful to be alive. Especially to hear about the things that are happening in my son's lives and their families. Despite being separated geographically and the fact that both Tom and Jim's families are always on the go and super busy. I appreciate so much when they share what is happening, magically I am part of their lives despite any distance. No doubt reflecting on this first month of the new year and my entire life adventure so far, I must be one of the most fortunate people ever. No wonder I am so very happy and recognize that I am so very blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope your New Year has started off well and when you reflect over the events and time that passed in January, your spotlight shines on the things that brought you pleasure and happiness.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5537825641695018625?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/5537825641695018625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=5537825641695018625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5537825641695018625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5537825641695018625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5537825641695018625' title='The last day of the first month of two thousand and a dozen.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6974169939552361782</id><published>2012-01-30T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:12:19.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back to my niece, Caitlyn who has been studying in Bali and through-out Asia for the last several months.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks0tNX5StVc/TycVbAc59HI/AAAAAAAABZQ/E0UtwTs_b30/s1600/wendycailyn.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks0tNX5StVc/TycVbAc59HI/AAAAAAAABZQ/E0UtwTs_b30/s320/wendycailyn.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caitlyn and her boyfriend, Jordan were met at the airport in San Francisco by my sister, Wendy when they returned to the United States.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Wendy is currently living in Santa Cruz, California with her new man, Alan. Caitlyn and Jordan will visit there for a few days and then fly back to family in Tennessee. She has one more semester at Wofford College in Spartanburg, SC. She graduates this May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4dLHcq5lys/TycVmi5Yg0I/AAAAAAAABZY/4FI9o_LXGPA/s1600/wendycaitlynjordan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F4dLHcq5lys/TycVmi5Yg0I/AAAAAAAABZY/4FI9o_LXGPA/s320/wendycaitlynjordan.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6974169939552361782?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/6974169939552361782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=6974169939552361782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6974169939552361782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6974169939552361782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#6974169939552361782' title='Welcome back to my niece, Caitlyn who has been studying in Bali and through-out Asia for the last several months.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ks0tNX5StVc/TycVbAc59HI/AAAAAAAABZQ/E0UtwTs_b30/s72-c/wendycailyn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-442433760272750261</id><published>2012-01-27T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T19:07:24.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFaVoWuoExU/TyDK00qW9UI/AAAAAAAABYw/Ev3XJSD0D4w/s1600/dream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFaVoWuoExU/TyDK00qW9UI/AAAAAAAABYw/Ev3XJSD0D4w/s320/dream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2626024138657447409?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/2626024138657447409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=2626024138657447409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2626024138657447409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2626024138657447409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#2626024138657447409' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFaVoWuoExU/TyDK00qW9UI/AAAAAAAABYw/Ev3XJSD0D4w/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-231598554393077835</id><published>2012-01-25T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T10:58:30.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering</title><content type='html'>This morning I am feeling restless and wanting to explore new places and have a new adventure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shower, I started to remember some of my past adventures near and far. I have been blessed to see some extraordinary places.&amp;nbsp;Here are my top four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the Grand Canyon, I ran to the look-out only to find the entire view was obstructed by fog. It was magical to see the grandeur of the canyon become visible a little at a time.&amp;nbsp; (This is number 3 on my list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one happened the next day. It&amp;nbsp;was watching the sunrise at the Grand Canyon . I swear I heard angels sing. It was freezing cold but inside I felt a warm glow of peace and extreme happiness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two was arriving on my flight to Niarobi at midnight and looking up at the sky and seeing so many stars that it took my breath away.&amp;nbsp; It was so beautiful. Until that moment, I thought the starry nights at sea, when I was on a cruise, were the most I would ever see.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was so very beautiful and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number four was when I was in Japan. One of the sightseeing trips my son, Tom and his wife, Shelia took me to was&amp;nbsp;a magnificient&amp;nbsp;park. I thought the nature that surrounded us was the&amp;nbsp;reward as we walked. Then I saw it, an enormous Buddha.&amp;nbsp;It was so huge.&amp;nbsp;I will never forget&amp;nbsp;it sitting so magnificiently outside for all to visit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-231598554393077835?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/231598554393077835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=231598554393077835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/231598554393077835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/231598554393077835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#231598554393077835' title='Remembering'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7448496760884014636</id><published>2012-01-24T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:12:13.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the nominees are...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;BEST PICTURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Artist" - I haven't seen it. I might go. It would be interesting to see the style movies used to be done. I enjoy going to the movies and have silent movies to thank for starting it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Descendants" - Saw it but it wasn't my type of movie. I thought George Clooney and the actors did great. I just prefer different.&amp;nbsp; This was like a movie for the Lifetime Channel.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand my sister, Wendy, posted on Facebook that she loved it.&amp;nbsp; That is what is great about movies, music, books and art, there is something for every taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Extremely Loud &amp;amp; Incredibly Close" - I haven't seen this yet. I probably will. I heard Tom Hanks talking about the movie. He said something very provocative. "We know how we felt on September 11th and how the events that day changed everything but do we remember September 10th? We talk about how we should treat each day as though it were going to be our last and be sure the people we love know we care however busy lives and irritations at each other sometimes get in the way and things go unsaid, unforgiven. Maybe we should live each day like we wish we had on September 10th."&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hugo" - I enjoyed this movie.&amp;nbsp; It was a little slow to start but had a special spirit about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Midnight in Paris" - I saw this movie because I had a free pass. I went back for a second time because I loved it. I will probably buy it when it comes out and gets to the $5.00 bin. It is a magical story.&amp;nbsp; It is one of the first movies from Woody Allen that I have enjoyed. The scenery and feel are wonderful.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It may be that the storyline&amp;nbsp;features a restless author and lets me glimpse some of my favorite artists from the past that charmed me. I am surprised to see it nominated for best picture but loved it. I will no doubt watch it again and again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Help" - Great movie. Enjoyed it. The performances were awesome.&amp;nbsp;This movie definitely deserves to be a Best Picture nominee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Moneyball" - I love sports and enjoyed this movie very much. It seems strange that the candidates for Best Picture seem to come from movies that are released late in the year.&amp;nbsp; Some have just barely hit theatres. I wish I could remember the titles of some of the movies I enjoyed during 2011 that captivated my interest. This movie was good, very good but not best of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War Horse" - I haven't seen this movie. I have heard that it is amazing. I tend to stay away from war movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy going to the movies. I enjoy the whole experience: the big screen, the popcorn, sitting in the dark with friends while we are transported to another time or place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;My one criticism and shout-out to the studios making movies would be, "Please don't make everything in 3-D." I don't need my movies to jump out at me and it costs anywhere from $3.00 to $4.50 more to see these shows.&amp;nbsp; They won't let you bring in your own glasses. I have a basket overflowing with them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies I have seen recently and enjoyed:&amp;nbsp; A Joyful Noise (Awesome, I want to get the soundtrack someday), Sherlock Holmes and MI-5 The Ghost Protocol (I loved the action in these movies but think Tom Cruise should keep his shirt on.) Contraband (Had lots of twists, it was a little raw but good) Two movies I saw that I would love to unsee and found disturbing were The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew, Josh enjoys movies and we have similar tastes but not always. He enjoyed The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.&amp;nbsp;He had read the books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not one for watching all the award shows on TV, so I may miss the Oscars however my thanks go out to the many people who make movies. I enjoy your work. Thank you, please continue.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7448496760884014636?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/7448496760884014636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=7448496760884014636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7448496760884014636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7448496760884014636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#7448496760884014636' title='And the nominees are...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5413031508205746992</id><published>2012-01-23T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T11:02:16.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Postcard perfect weather here on St. Pete Beach today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7p3Z-SU7Zg/Tx2DnRlnhZI/AAAAAAAABYk/gdx3BSHx63U/s1600/pie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nfa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7p3Z-SU7Zg/Tx2DnRlnhZI/AAAAAAAABYk/gdx3BSHx63U/s1600/pie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Warm temperatures and sunshine are a fantastic way to start the week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Chinese New Year, the year of the Dragon. We always get Chinese food from the same place. They are closed today. We surprised them yesterday by calling and wishing them an early Happy New Year. It is fun when the people you see regularily at stores and restaurants become part of your FRAMILY (combination of friend and family).&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;It is also National Pie Day. I love pie.&amp;nbsp; I bought the ingredients to make pies in my&amp;nbsp;muffin tins. I planned on them being "little pies" in honor of the holiday (not to be mistaken as tarts).&amp;nbsp; Upon further reflection, I decided I would prefer to lose weight and become more vigilant about the process than enjoy pie. Consequently, the ingredients have been put aside for another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5413031508205746992?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/5413031508205746992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=5413031508205746992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5413031508205746992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5413031508205746992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5413031508205746992' title='Postcard perfect weather here on St. Pete Beach today.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O7p3Z-SU7Zg/Tx2DnRlnhZI/AAAAAAAABYk/gdx3BSHx63U/s72-c/pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-867513164536187723</id><published>2012-01-21T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T23:00:40.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard sale a success!</title><content type='html'>Now some of my things have nice new homes.&amp;nbsp; The turn-out was terrific. I met some wonderful people.&amp;nbsp; All in all a very nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-867513164536187723?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/867513164536187723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=867513164536187723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/867513164536187723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/867513164536187723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#867513164536187723' title='Yard sale a success!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8430623231652718721</id><published>2012-01-20T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:32:20.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am fascinated by Kite Surfing.</title><content type='html'>I love to take my writing to the beach and watch people kite surf.&amp;nbsp; I saw this video posted on Facebook today of Sir Richard Branson.&amp;nbsp; The title was "Life begins at sixty."&amp;nbsp; Sir Richard Branson is someone who I admire for his business ingenuity and lust for life. He is a great reminder of "never too late". I hope you enjoy this video too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MGvdGz8KG-Q" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8430623231652718721?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/8430623231652718721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=8430623231652718721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8430623231652718721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8430623231652718721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#8430623231652718721' title='I am fascinated by Kite Surfing.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MGvdGz8KG-Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7764334191546826071</id><published>2012-01-19T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:58:03.985-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The countdown to the sale has begun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNBpGCVSILA/TxgvH59zeiI/AAAAAAAABYc/cHzsX4Gl5Ew/s1600/yardsale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="294" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNBpGCVSILA/TxgvH59zeiI/AAAAAAAABYc/cHzsX4Gl5Ew/s320/yardsale.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tomorrow night from 6PM - 9PM is set-up for the community yard sale on&amp;nbsp;Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully we have a space in the gym so we can set-up the night before.&amp;nbsp; People selling outside have to be at the site at 6AM to prepare for the sale that begins at 8AM and goes to noon.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing the stuff I have accumulated and in some cases I am finding&amp;nbsp;difficult to sell.&amp;nbsp; My "trash" is still my "treasures".&amp;nbsp; My hope is to make at least $220.00 so I can pay for the spot and still have at least $200. It would be truly awesome and helpful if it would be more. There are lots of items so if everything were to sell the number would be&amp;nbsp;wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all depend on the customers and their interests. The economy here is still awful and from the number of people signed up to participate there may not be anyone left to&amp;nbsp;shop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7764334191546826071?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/feeds/7764334191546826071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3529466&amp;postID=7764334191546826071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7764334191546826071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7764334191546826071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#7764334191546826071' title='The countdown to the sale has begun.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNBpGCVSILA/TxgvH59zeiI/AAAAAAAABYc/cHzsX4Gl5Ew/s72-c/yardsale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5993168680394165824</id><published>2012-01-18T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T11:10:23.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanderlust</title><content type='html'>My neice Caitlyn is traveling the world through Wofford College. I never knew such wonderful opportunities existed.&amp;nbsp;I love to travel, to see new places and meet people and learn about different customs and ways of life.&amp;nbsp; It is exciting that Caitlyn is experiencing so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently she and her boyfriend Jordan are in Muang Ngoi Neua. According to wiki travel "it a small riverside village in Northern Laos with no permanent electricity and no road access. In the last few years it has become part of the Banana Pancake Trail with rapid construction of tourist infrastructure in response to the increasing influx of visitors. Nevertheless, it remains a low-key destination in a stunning location. Interesting treks can also be done to tribal villages in the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The village is only accessable by river. Take the 1-hour public boat from Nong Khiaw (daily 11:00 and 14:00, 20.000 kip) or charter one in Luang Prabang or Muang Khua."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might not be the first place on my list of destinations I would like to explore however it sounds intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqXgejgYLoM/TxbuZjdxFFI/AAAAAAAABYI/djYC2Po2D3g/s1600/caitlynjordon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" nfa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqXgejgYLoM/TxbuZjdxFFI/AAAAAAAABYI/djYC2Po2D3g/s320/caitlynjordon.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Caitlyn returns home the end of this month and goes back to classroom learning in February at Wofford. I imagine she will then be suffering from her own flavor of "wanderlust" until she graduates in May and can once again hit the road.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5993168680394165824?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5993168680394165824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5993168680394165824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5993168680394165824' title='Wanderlust'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqXgejgYLoM/TxbuZjdxFFI/AAAAAAAABYI/djYC2Po2D3g/s72-c/caitlynjordon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5094119719718009727</id><published>2012-01-17T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:34:31.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today will be my every once in a while.</title><content type='html'>It may be that our brains have a safety value which only allows us to handle grief, outrage or the ability to keep frightening or horrific scenes and events in the forefront of our minds.&amp;nbsp;It may be that this "safety valve" is what enables us to go on with the responsibilities of everyday life rather than be consumed with emotions and feelings of helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, the people immersed in the disaster can't escape. Today as I listened to the daily&amp;nbsp;news, I found myself thinking of past news stories and wondered what is happening&amp;nbsp;to make things better in those situations:&amp;nbsp; What is the status in New Orleans still recovering from Katrina so many years later? Towns demolished by tornadoes, are they being rebuilt? Where did the people who lost their homes to tornadoes, flood and fire go? What is happening in Japan since the tsunami? What is the status of those nuclear reactors and the brave people who were working at the risk of their own lives to prevent an even worse disaster?What is happening in Haiti, have the people gotten places to live beyond homemade tents?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the global and national disasters there are times of personal crisis.&amp;nbsp; The person who has lost a loved one gets loving support initially but then people get on with their own lives, unfortunately that may be when then grief has actually set in.&amp;nbsp; Family and friends rally round when someone is ill or has an accident or surgery however afterwards everyone goes on with their own struggles, sometimes leaving the patient alone to rehab and for emotional mending.&amp;nbsp;This isn't because people are bad or uncaring, just the opposite, I think it is because empathy can be overwhelming. If we live dwelling on the unfortunate things that make up the news and our life adventures,&amp;nbsp;then the everyday individual responsibilities everyone has might go undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just important that every once in a while we stop and when we are counting our blessings take a moment and remember the news of yesterday and see if there is some way we can reach out to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we know someone lost a loved one recently maybe it would be nice to reach out and check on how they are doing. Maybe we can take a moment to check-in with someone who has overcome obstacles or is in rehab or recovering from surgery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in our busy worlds, we should take a moment and reach out to people in a personal way. Our brains may have a safety valve that prevents overload and that is good and necessary, however we also have hearts and once in a while we need to let them remind us to pause and show we care.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I am going to do today. May I start by saying to my readers, thank you for taking time out of your busy day to visit my blog. You make me smile. I appreciate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5094119719718009727?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5094119719718009727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5094119719718009727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5094119719718009727' title='Today will be my every once in a while.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5263510799820794366</id><published>2012-01-15T12:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T12:19:29.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun day at the fair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DQcSpt5ydJw/TxMC6JlkcQI/AAAAAAAABYA/J5Aws0XYpmA/s1600/manateefair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DQcSpt5ydJw/TxMC6JlkcQI/AAAAAAAABYA/J5Aws0XYpmA/s1600/manateefair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a busy day. Sorted through things being stored in a container, looking for items to sell at the community yard sale this weekend, January 21st.&amp;nbsp; It is amazing the things a person acquires over the years. I hope others will want them and buy them at the sale. Right now my goal is to downsize so my sons don't have a mountain of "treasures" to dispose of one day. My second goal is to raise money so&amp;nbsp;I have some extra funds to use for bills and hopes for future possibilities.&amp;nbsp; My third goal is to downsize so that&amp;nbsp;I have the flexibility to live in a smaller home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living in this condo and the view is priceless. I am thrilled I get to stay here through 2012.&amp;nbsp;Since I rent, eventually&amp;nbsp;this option may no longer be available.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned in an earlier post, this year I am all about change and&amp;nbsp;having less stuff and maybe a little money will increase flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sorting, it was on to the Manatee County Fair.&amp;nbsp; It is the perfect "appetizer" before the Florida State Fair opens next month. I always like to combine work with fun so the fair worked out great.&amp;nbsp; It reminded me of the Appalachian Fair I used to go in Gray Station, Tennessee. The only thing that truly surprised me was that instead of having the baked goods on display, they had photos of the entries and winning bakery items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go on any rides. The midway always fascinates me at fairs.&amp;nbsp; We think of risk takers as those people who bungee jump from bridges and sky dive or ride rapids or climb mountains or drive race cars. In my opinion, people who get on the rides at Fairs are definitely risk takers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think some of the people who get on these rides must have the heart of a dare devil.&amp;nbsp; The rides twist and turn, go up and down and none look very secure.&amp;nbsp; I don't have that kind of courage and faith in their ability not to break and send me hurling to the ground but I do enjoy watching others.&amp;nbsp; On one ride that spun and twisted while rising and falling, going forward and backwards, two sisters caught my attention.&amp;nbsp; The youngest, maybe 8 years old, was having a terrific time, her sister, maybe 13, looked terrified and possibly about to get sick.&amp;nbsp; When the ride was over the young sister shouted, "I want to go again!" Meanwhile her sister carefully got off holding her stomach with a look on her face that seemed to say, "never again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigs raced. Cows and&amp;nbsp;rabbits looked cute. Chickens looked like dinner and Roosters crowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed seeing the artwork, photographs and crafts on display.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All in all it was a fun time at the fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late afternoon and evening was all about the football playoffs.&amp;nbsp; I had picked New Orleans and Denver to win and unfortunately they didn't. Today I am unloading the "treasures" I found me in the container yesterday (they spent a chilly night in the car). I will clean and price them while watching today's playoff games. I am rooting for Houston and Green Bay today.&amp;nbsp; It will be another blessed day of combining business with pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5263510799820794366?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5263510799820794366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5263510799820794366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#5263510799820794366' title='Fun day at the fair.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DQcSpt5ydJw/TxMC6JlkcQI/AAAAAAAABYA/J5Aws0XYpmA/s72-c/manateefair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7866239491302736570</id><published>2012-01-13T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T09:56:13.818-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Thanks for being here and checking out my latest post.&amp;nbsp; I am going to become more vigilant and post more regularily this year. I have very much enjoyed going back and reading posts from years gone by. In all too many cases, it seems that although the days, weeks, months, and years have passed, I still am trying to accomplish the same things.&amp;nbsp; This may be the year with forward movement.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! It's two thousand and a dozen as someone on TV said, 2012.&amp;nbsp;Are you ready for what is ahead of you? Are you standing by, taking what is handed to you? Are you working to create visions for 2012?&amp;nbsp; This year, I am all about change. I am excited about making some changes in my life, changing my&amp;nbsp;direction. I am looking forward to adding some adventure and risks, to being more grateful and appreciative and becoming more proactive in changing the things I can control and less concerned about the things I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the full moon this week is working its magic, it feels like there is&amp;nbsp;a really interesting vibe to the universe this week. I've felt it.&amp;nbsp; The people from coolworks.com mentioned it in their Newsletter and it describes perfectly how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life I have learned that there is very little you can control. You never know when you are going to have a flat tire, when you might win the lottery or what might happen next.&amp;nbsp; We only can control our attitude and how we react to life's "surprises".&amp;nbsp; Sometimes the best we can do is to roll with it and as the book says, "Don't Sweat The Small Stuff."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about the possibilities each day holds and&amp;nbsp;plan to make the bumper sticker, "Just Be Nice" my mantra. I am going to strive to improve my failing confidence by putting myself back into situations I used to relish and now scare me.&amp;nbsp;My energy level may not be what I wish however it is not depleted so I am going to incorporate the strategy that an object in motion will stay in motion (smile). I already know what happens if you slow down, inertia sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever your wishes and desires for the new year, I hope they come true.&amp;nbsp; The bottom-line is that I wish myself and everyone good health for if we have this and recognize the blessing, happiness is the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year two thousand and a dozen or whatever you call it.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy! &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7866239491302736570?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7866239491302736570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7866239491302736570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#7866239491302736570' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8083060464839699398</id><published>2012-01-09T10:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:45:29.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/foUrBztgzZA" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8083060464839699398?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8083060464839699398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8083060464839699398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2012_01_01_archive.html#8083060464839699398' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/foUrBztgzZA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3707134619098195021</id><published>2012-01-01T11:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T11:26:29.659-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new year has arrived and we even get an extra day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I am a pushover for creamed peas and new potatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pondering the peas, I couldn't help overhearing the conversation between Mr. Miller (the store owner) and the ragged boy next to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hello Barry, how are you today?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hello, Mr. Miller. Fine, thank ya. Jus' admirin' them peas. They sure look good.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'They are good, Barry. How's your Ma?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fine. Gittin' stronger alla' time.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Good. Anything I can help you with?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, Sir. Jus' admirin' them peas.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Would you like to take some home?' Asked Mr. Miller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No, Sir. Got nuthin' to pay for 'em with.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, what have you to trade me for some of those peas?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'All I got's my prize marble here.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is that right? Let me see it' said Miller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here 'tis. She's a dandy.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I can see that. Hmm mmm, only thing is this one is blue and I sort of go for red. Do you have a red one like this at home?' the store owner asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Not zackley but almost.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tell you what. Take this sack of peas home with you and next trip this way let me look at that red marble'. Mr. Miller told the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure will. Thanks Mr. Miller.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Miller, who had been standing nearby, came over to help me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a smile she said, 'There are two other boys like him in our community, all three are in very poor circumstances. Jim just loves to bargain with them for peas, apples, tomatoes, or whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they come back with their red marbles, and they always do, he decides he doesn't like red after all and he sends them home with a bag of produce for a green marble or an orange one, when they come on their next trip to the store.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the store smiling to myself, impressed with this man. A short time later I moved to Colorado , but I never forgot the story of this man, the boys, and their bartering for marbles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years went by, each more rapid than the previous one. Just recently I had occasion to visit some old friends in that Idaho community and while I was there learned that Mr. Miller had died. They were having his visitation that evening and knowing my friends wanted to go, I agreed to accompany them. Upon arrival at the mortuary we fell into line to meet the relatives of the deceased and to offer whatever words of comfort we could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahead of us in line were three young men. One was in an army uniform and the other two wore nice haircuts, dark suits and white shirts, all very professional looking. They approached Mrs. Miller, standing composed and smiling by her husband's casket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the young men hugged her, kissed her on the cheek, spoke briefly with her and moved on to the casket. Her misty light blue eyes followed them as, one by one; each young man stopped briefly and placed his own warm hand over the cold pale hand in the casket. &amp;nbsp;Each left the mortuary awkwardly, wiping his eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our turn came to meet Mrs.. Miller. I told her who I was and reminded her of the story from those many years ago and what she had told me about her husband's bartering for marbles. With her eyes glistening, she took my hand and led me to the casket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Those three young men who just left were the boys I told you about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just told me how they appreciated the things Jim 'traded' them. Now, at last, when Jim could not change his mind about color or size they came to pay their debt..' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We've never had a great deal of the wealth of this world,' she confided, 'but right now, Jim would consider himself the richest man in Idaho.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With loving gentleness she lifted the lifeless fingers of her deceased husband. Resting underneath were three exquisitely shined red marbles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Moral:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We will not be remembered by our words, but by our kind deeds. Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wish you a day of ordinary miracles ~ A fresh pot of coffee you didn't make yourself... An unexpected phone call from an old friend.... Green stoplights on your way to work.... The fastest line at the grocery store.... A good sing-along song on the radio... Your keys found right where you left them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you good health, happiness and the ability to take notice of the extraordinary happening around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8261532711865388900?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8261532711865388900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8261532711865388900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#8261532711865388900' title='A special thank you to Marcus and Cindy Tilley for sharing this with me.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-988282858944000531</id><published>2011-12-05T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T11:31:01.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Until I can see a Moose in person...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1k9MDQi0HAY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-988282858944000531?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/988282858944000531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/988282858944000531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#988282858944000531' title='Until I can see a Moose in person...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1k9MDQi0HAY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8082318322556259296</id><published>2011-11-06T10:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T10:01:45.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EHyenARZpc/TrahTUpLB9I/AAAAAAAABXo/GAmcPGl-JIQ/s1600/sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EHyenARZpc/TrahTUpLB9I/AAAAAAAABXo/GAmcPGl-JIQ/s320/sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8082318322556259296?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8082318322556259296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8082318322556259296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#8082318322556259296' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EHyenARZpc/TrahTUpLB9I/AAAAAAAABXo/GAmcPGl-JIQ/s72-c/sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5849604654837261441</id><published>2011-11-02T11:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:35:34.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a tremendous fan of kite surfing. I have never seen it on waves like Hawaii but enjoy watching it at the Skyway and Ft. Desoto. Awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vV2iJ8TU7ws" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5849604654837261441?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5849604654837261441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5849604654837261441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#5849604654837261441' title='I am a tremendous fan of kite surfing. I have never seen it on waves like Hawaii but enjoy watching it at the Skyway and Ft. Desoto. Awesome!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vV2iJ8TU7ws/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6511948986276673657</id><published>2011-11-01T09:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T09:52:55.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I came, I saw, I climbed. Then I celebrated, hurray!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5efDkci4j-U/Tq_5dZbX_AI/AAAAAAAABWs/bg4YsrGY41Q/s1600/Sept%2B%2B2011-Stone%2BMt%2B036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5efDkci4j-U/Tq_5dZbX_AI/AAAAAAAABWs/bg4YsrGY41Q/s320/Sept%2B%2B2011-Stone%2BMt%2B036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6511948986276673657?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6511948986276673657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6511948986276673657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_11_01_archive.html#6511948986276673657' title='I came, I saw, I climbed. Then I celebrated, hurray!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5efDkci4j-U/Tq_5dZbX_AI/AAAAAAAABWs/bg4YsrGY41Q/s72-c/Sept%2B%2B2011-Stone%2BMt%2B036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2820622914767651097</id><published>2011-10-30T11:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:31:19.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgrHH8YkNIQ/Tq1tYMfH07I/AAAAAAAABWU/o3-6whppKIg/s1600/convertible.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgrHH8YkNIQ/Tq1tYMfH07I/AAAAAAAABWU/o3-6whppKIg/s320/convertible.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2820622914767651097?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2820622914767651097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2820622914767651097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#2820622914767651097' title='Yikes!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgrHH8YkNIQ/Tq1tYMfH07I/AAAAAAAABWU/o3-6whppKIg/s72-c/convertible.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6978265691877199877</id><published>2011-10-30T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:25:09.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"What Cancer Cannot Do...</title><content type='html'>It cannot kill friendship. It cannot shut out memories. It cannot silence courage. It cannot reduce eternal life. It cannot quench the spirit. It cannot cripple love. It cannot shatter hope. It cannot corrode faith."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6978265691877199877?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6978265691877199877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6978265691877199877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#6978265691877199877' title='&quot;What Cancer Cannot Do...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2797141587243676676</id><published>2011-10-25T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:19:44.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In an age when conformity is more and more the norm, this is easier said than done.</title><content type='html'>No one ever became great by imitation: Imitation is limitation. Don't be a copy of something. Make your own impression. Dare to be who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2797141587243676676?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2797141587243676676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2797141587243676676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#2797141587243676676' title='In an age when conformity is more and more the norm, this is easier said than done.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2815512818212932988</id><published>2011-10-25T10:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:11:58.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A wonderful story:</title><content type='html'>An investment banker was at the pier of a small Mexican coastal village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the boat were several large yellowfin tuna. The banker complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman replied, "Only a little while."&lt;br /&gt;The banker then asked, "Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more fish?"&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman said, "With this I have more than enough to support my family's needs."&lt;br /&gt;The banker pressed, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman answered, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip wine and play guitar with my amigos...I have a full and busy life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The banker scoffed, "I'm a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing; with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat.  With the proceeds from the bigger boat, you could buy several boats.  Eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats.  Instead of selling your catch to a middleman, you would sell directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery.  You would control the product, processing and distribution.  You'd leave this little village and move to Mexico City, then Los Angeles, and eventually New York, where you'd run your ever-expanding enterprise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fisherman asked, "But how long will all this take?"&lt;br /&gt;The banker replied, "Fifteen to twenty years."&lt;br /&gt;"What then?" asked the fisherman.&lt;br /&gt;The banker laughed. "That's the best part. When the time is right, you would announce an IPO, sell your company stock to the public, and become very rich; you'd make millions."&lt;br /&gt;"Millions? Then what?"&lt;br /&gt;Then you would retire.  Move to a small coastal fishing village, where you would sleep late, fish a little , play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings, where you could sip wine and play your guitar with your amigos." (Author unknown).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful how you use your time.  Fact is we need to make a living however we should never lose sight of the importance of living the life we have been given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2815512818212932988?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2815512818212932988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2815512818212932988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#2815512818212932988' title='A wonderful story:'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6088254622851868268</id><published>2011-10-21T10:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:02:10.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0sdaIL_2sY/TqF7SHB7EYI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZqxPYL-99LY/s1600/heroes1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" width="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0sdaIL_2sY/TqF7SHB7EYI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZqxPYL-99LY/s320/heroes1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6088254622851868268?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6088254622851868268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6088254622851868268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_10_01_archive.html#6088254622851868268' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0sdaIL_2sY/TqF7SHB7EYI/AAAAAAAABV8/ZqxPYL-99LY/s72-c/heroes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-9035413019534241912</id><published>2011-09-21T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T10:58:20.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have lived an extraordinary life. I am living an extraordinary life. I am so blessed.</title><content type='html'>It amazes me all the places I have seen, the "baskin robbins" of assorted people I have met and the tremendous variety of experiences I have had and emotions I have felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, without question, my life has been and is an adventure. Lucky me to have had this opportunity. I never quite fit. Most of my plans and dreams took detours and required Plan B. That has just been part of it. I am blessed and filled with joy at how lucky I am. My regrets are only that I hurt and disappointed some people along the way. I can honestly say, that was never my intention. I don't think there is anything in my life I would change however there are some times in my life that I wish I had a "do over". I believe when we know better, when we understand things, when we learn more, we can do better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is cool that Charles Dickens said it best in 1859 and it still applies to people living today:&lt;br /&gt;“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period."     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a gift. I'm glad I got such a big full one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-9035413019534241912?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/9035413019534241912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/9035413019534241912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#9035413019534241912' title='I have lived an extraordinary life. I am living an extraordinary life. I am so blessed.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-386110998133042296</id><published>2011-09-20T09:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:02:05.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A story I hadn't heard before. Thank goodness for everyday heroes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MDOrzF7B2Kg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-386110998133042296?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/386110998133042296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/386110998133042296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#386110998133042296' title='A story I hadn&apos;t heard before. Thank goodness for everyday heroes.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/MDOrzF7B2Kg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6181812437732813363</id><published>2011-09-16T18:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T18:51:22.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlU6YlxTufk/TnPP3gK7AiI/AAAAAAAABUc/KMF5kUw3juI/s1600/busy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlU6YlxTufk/TnPP3gK7AiI/AAAAAAAABUc/KMF5kUw3juI/s320/busy3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653090509715604002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvfxtWEkKNE/TnPPIxPa_II/AAAAAAAABUE/5-FXHkQ180k/s1600/busy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvfxtWEkKNE/TnPPIxPa_II/AAAAAAAABUE/5-FXHkQ180k/s320/busy.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653089706844028034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I know. Everyone I love. Everyone is busy, so very busy.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGNliSLVa94/TnPPanlQ_EI/AAAAAAAABUM/G54FtpC_LFg/s1600/busy1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aGNliSLVa94/TnPPanlQ_EI/AAAAAAAABUM/G54FtpC_LFg/s320/busy1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653090013488938050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoC9fWk90hM/TnPPoXGS8RI/AAAAAAAABUU/rO1DHU89idI/s1600/busy2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XoC9fWk90hM/TnPPoXGS8RI/AAAAAAAABUU/rO1DHU89idI/s320/busy2.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653090249582244114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so appreciated that this week I got phone calls,texts, messages sent via Facebook, emails, even notes via snail mail and pictures from family, friends and people I haven't heard from in a very long time. I have even heard from people I have interviewed about their cancer experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love newsy notes and am grateful. Time goes by so very fast and I realize that it is often difficult to find time to visit family. It seems if time doesn't stand in the way, money makes it challenging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my family and friends so much. It was nice to hear about their lives. It seemed to make miles disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6181812437732813363?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6181812437732813363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6181812437732813363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#6181812437732813363' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlU6YlxTufk/TnPP3gK7AiI/AAAAAAAABUc/KMF5kUw3juI/s72-c/busy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8803928854137433091</id><published>2011-09-07T11:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T11:51:15.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed but remain super excited</title><content type='html'>My trip and hike up Stone Mountain has been postponed a week. Oh well, it may be cooler and the leaves may be changing so it may work out to be even better. I just need to reset my personal count down clock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how turbo powered the days are when you look over your shoulder but when you are excited about something coming up they go slow. Of course, in comparrision to how slow the clock moves when you are in a doctor's office or hospital the time is moving fast. When your in those places it literally seems that time comes to a standstill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing any readers a wonderful Wednesday. May you enjoy this day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8803928854137433091?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8803928854137433091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8803928854137433091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#8803928854137433091' title='Disappointed but remain super excited'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8017794183987620964</id><published>2011-09-06T10:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:12:16.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>less than 2 weeks to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FMfi8yNiEk/TmYqHO_7kjI/AAAAAAAABT8/0H3bW1LxIeU/s1600/stonemountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FMfi8yNiEk/TmYqHO_7kjI/AAAAAAAABT8/0H3bW1LxIeU/s320/stonemountain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649249086356558386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 5 years ago I hiked up Stone Mountain with Rob Price when we were canvassing travel agencies around Atlanta.  The other members of our group took the Summit Skyride.  Frankly that looked terrifying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was proud of myself for making it up and down. Surprisingly down was the tricky direction. You have to be careful not to fall because your body picks up speed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have wanted to climb it again as a way to prove to myself that despite age, lack of fitness and surviving health challenges I am still up to the task. It isn't a long climb 1.3 miles but it is up and when you combine the climbing with my fear of heights it is a challenge for me.  One that I am very excited about taking again in less than two weeks. If weather cooperates I will climb on Sunday September 18. If it doesn't it will be the following Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I successfully make the climb up and down it will be fantastic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8017794183987620964?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8017794183987620964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8017794183987620964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#8017794183987620964' title='less than 2 weeks to go'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5FMfi8yNiEk/TmYqHO_7kjI/AAAAAAAABT8/0H3bW1LxIeU/s72-c/stonemountain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-4127379419338960765</id><published>2011-09-02T09:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T09:58:31.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Best commercial ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/P59bUbkiXSk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-4127379419338960765?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4127379419338960765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4127379419338960765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_09_01_archive.html#4127379419338960765' title='Best commercial ever'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/P59bUbkiXSk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-9196450072045875752</id><published>2011-08-25T18:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T18:11:02.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing it is stupid."&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-9196450072045875752?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/9196450072045875752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/9196450072045875752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#9196450072045875752' title=''/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3813318983780038931</id><published>2011-08-22T17:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T17:40:16.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great reminders:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCpLqgJMRCw/TlLMt8gS80I/AAAAAAAABT0/r_RA18c0oTc/s1600/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCpLqgJMRCw/TlLMt8gS80I/AAAAAAAABT0/r_RA18c0oTc/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643798372756419394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about your life situation for a while and pay attention to your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude for the present moment and the fullness of life now is true prosperity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3813318983780038931?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3813318983780038931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3813318983780038931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#3813318983780038931' title='Great reminders:'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCpLqgJMRCw/TlLMt8gS80I/AAAAAAAABT0/r_RA18c0oTc/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-1981488427231457551</id><published>2011-08-19T11:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T11:02:11.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing and inspirational</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8TiGYDvc4lU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-1981488427231457551?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1981488427231457551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1981488427231457551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html#1981488427231457551' title='Amazing and inspirational'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8TiGYDvc4lU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6192584268223664162</id><published>2011-07-12T10:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T10:58:57.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Toyota.</title><content type='html'>Some of us aren't into the new "social networking".  We enjoy the old fashioned way of social networking, getting out and doing. I appreciate these commercials because they make me feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtu.be/xkljLxddVI4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6192584268223664162?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6192584268223664162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6192584268223664162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#6192584268223664162' title='Thank you Toyota.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5469571435564880176</id><published>2011-06-29T12:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T12:26:23.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coughing hall of fame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XthV5SALnWI/TgtQwlCK5II/AAAAAAAABTs/mnRwDg1OWbU/s1600/loud%2Bnoise.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 103px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XthV5SALnWI/TgtQwlCK5II/AAAAAAAABTs/mnRwDg1OWbU/s320/loud%2Bnoise.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623677355207353474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never smoked. I don't have a cold. I do however have an earthshaking, earbusting cough. When I move and/or talk it is triggered. Consequently I am have a stay still sound of silence day. LOL  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened suddenly and will hopefully leave quickly too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5469571435564880176?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5469571435564880176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5469571435564880176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#5469571435564880176' title='Coughing hall of fame.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XthV5SALnWI/TgtQwlCK5II/AAAAAAAABTs/mnRwDg1OWbU/s72-c/loud%2Bnoise.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-187200849093656590</id><published>2011-06-24T10:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:13:46.121-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark and Christina moving back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-nwLVuKyZc/TgSahadALVI/AAAAAAAABTk/I6Qqnx9h70I/s1600/mark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-nwLVuKyZc/TgSahadALVI/AAAAAAAABTk/I6Qqnx9h70I/s320/mark.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621788133692550482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was able to go from unemployed to finding a better paying job as a resident manager of a Metro Self Storage Company in LeHigh Acres, FL (near Ft. Myers). He did this in a remarkable short time. Unemployment here in Florida is about 12%. To get one that provided them living quarters and paid more was remarkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 12 months later they are relocating to the Metro Self Storage here in Pinellas County. This is more convenient for Christina to be close to her family. They are blessed to have had things work out so well for them. Today is moving day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back Mark and Christina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-187200849093656590?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/187200849093656590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/187200849093656590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#187200849093656590' title='Mark and Christina moving back.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m-nwLVuKyZc/TgSahadALVI/AAAAAAAABTk/I6Qqnx9h70I/s72-c/mark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7214401088135950871</id><published>2011-06-14T10:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T10:18:42.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes I read today that spoke to me. Hope you might enjoy them too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ80ahQJckk/Tfdtu3Q_2UI/AAAAAAAABTc/yKkn6ZT6jF8/s1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ80ahQJckk/Tfdtu3Q_2UI/AAAAAAAABTc/yKkn6ZT6jF8/s320/hope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618079712044636482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain."&lt;br /&gt;Dolly Parton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born."&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Dale Turner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never discourgae anyone who continually makes progress, no matter how slow."&lt;br /&gt;Plato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't accept that others know you better than yourself."&lt;br /&gt;Sonja Friedman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Worry is the misuse of imagination." &lt;br /&gt;Anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7214401088135950871?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7214401088135950871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7214401088135950871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#7214401088135950871' title='Quotes I read today that spoke to me. Hope you might enjoy them too.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ80ahQJckk/Tfdtu3Q_2UI/AAAAAAAABTc/yKkn6ZT6jF8/s72-c/hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8142413972677609163</id><published>2011-06-08T09:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T09:33:28.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love pictures that show paths or trails going off into the unknown. It sparks my imagination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LT8I9Hsn8ws/Te96CeNMifI/AAAAAAAABTU/iofPHNGi3DY/s1600/path%2Bover%2Bwater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LT8I9Hsn8ws/Te96CeNMifI/AAAAAAAABTU/iofPHNGi3DY/s320/path%2Bover%2Bwater.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615841443241036274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend sent me this picture as part of an e-mail. I saved the picture because it is wonderful. I am looking for some direction right now. I have an urge to explore. I would love to find this place. I hope you enjoy it too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8142413972677609163?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8142413972677609163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8142413972677609163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#8142413972677609163' title='I love pictures that show paths or trails going off into the unknown. It sparks my imagination.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LT8I9Hsn8ws/Te96CeNMifI/AAAAAAAABTU/iofPHNGi3DY/s72-c/path%2Bover%2Bwater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6099306927136855606</id><published>2011-06-06T10:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T10:33:41.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this. Have a laugh but unfortunately it is all too close to true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HPyl2tOaKxM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6099306927136855606?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6099306927136855606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6099306927136855606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#6099306927136855606' title='I love this. Have a laugh but unfortunately it is all too close to true.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HPyl2tOaKxM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-9089157299760484263</id><published>2011-06-05T23:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:17:15.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If anyone gets in your face this week just tell them, "Have a nice day!"</title><content type='html'>Pass along your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uCg2BoKiuOM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-9089157299760484263?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/9089157299760484263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/9089157299760484263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#9089157299760484263' title='If anyone gets in your face this week just tell them, &quot;Have a nice day!&quot;'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uCg2BoKiuOM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8043519238699271759</id><published>2011-06-02T10:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:06:44.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this. It was shared with me this morning and I wanted to share it with my readers. I hope you enjoy your day.</title><content type='html'>~DEATH~ WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing to leave the examination room and said, "Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very quietly, the doctor said, "I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't know? You're, a Christian man, and don't know what's on the other side?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor was holding the handle of the door; on the other side came a sound of scratching and whining,and as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room and leaped on him with an eager show of gladness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turning to the patient, the doctor said, "Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here,and when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, but I do know one thing...I know my Master is there."&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JYo5rZP1UY/Teei-C1lO9I/AAAAAAAABTI/LYSbYTLzT8c/s1600/God.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JYo5rZP1UY/Teei-C1lO9I/AAAAAAAABTI/LYSbYTLzT8c/s320/God.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613634647337810898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most simple yet comprehensive explanation of death I've ever heard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8043519238699271759?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8043519238699271759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8043519238699271759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_06_01_archive.html#8043519238699271759' title='I love this. It was shared with me this morning and I wanted to share it with my readers. I hope you enjoy your day.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JYo5rZP1UY/Teei-C1lO9I/AAAAAAAABTI/LYSbYTLzT8c/s72-c/God.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-1247172310174793913</id><published>2011-05-30T17:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T17:15:22.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSHlacS4I1E/TeQIgH0kDkI/AAAAAAAABTA/wMPiSLwMAzA/s1600/baypines1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSHlacS4I1E/TeQIgH0kDkI/AAAAAAAABTA/wMPiSLwMAzA/s320/baypines1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612620383558831682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bay Pines VA here in St Pete, Florida had a moving Memorial Day ceremony this morning.  They have placed an American Flag at each gravesite. It is overwhelmingly emotional to view.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeXIB0pTTM8/TeQII4PtaCI/AAAAAAAABS4/2LH8rVB8J88/s1600/baypines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UeXIB0pTTM8/TeQII4PtaCI/AAAAAAAABS4/2LH8rVB8J88/s320/baypines.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612619984240732194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flags of each state were placed around their Veterans Memorial.  Beautiful blowing in the breeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-1247172310174793913?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1247172310174793913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1247172310174793913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1247172310174793913' title='Happy Memorial Day'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSHlacS4I1E/TeQIgH0kDkI/AAAAAAAABTA/wMPiSLwMAzA/s72-c/baypines1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7711217928972113773</id><published>2011-05-28T22:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T22:33:12.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben and Jerry - they have joined me in bubble baths when I needed to destress. They are always invited to my "pity parties."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6l97h6Nw_o/TeGwObriTdI/AAAAAAAABSw/80qsFbZ34Wk/s1600/icecream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 118px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6l97h6Nw_o/TeGwObriTdI/AAAAAAAABSw/80qsFbZ34Wk/s320/icecream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611960372675366354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking for a "late night snack"? Try Ben &amp; Jerry's ice cream with that name. It is awesome. Vanilla ice cream with fudge covered potato chips and swirls of caramel. It is the perfect combination of salty and sweet. A portion of the money paid for this ice cream is donated to colleges working with our farmers to get them a fair wage for their crops. Very succulent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again these talented men have made a happy difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7711217928972113773?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7711217928972113773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7711217928972113773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#7711217928972113773' title='Ben and Jerry - they have joined me in bubble baths when I needed to destress. They are always invited to my &quot;pity parties.&quot;'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I6l97h6Nw_o/TeGwObriTdI/AAAAAAAABSw/80qsFbZ34Wk/s72-c/icecream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2721718875345815969</id><published>2011-05-28T11:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T11:53:19.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>Memorial Day weekend has forever meant the start of summer to me. It didn't matter if school was still in session. It didn't matter that summer "officially" doesn't arrive until June 21st. To me it was and will always be Memorial Day weekend that heralds the beginning of summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It no longer gets dark at 5 o'clock. Spring has done it's work and the grass and trees have returned to a rich green color. Humidity has returned. Temperatures are rising. The pool opens. All indications are that summer has arrived or at the very least it is right around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to live in a tropical paradise where it is summertime year round. The pool never closes and the beach is just across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week-end I not only remember with gratitude the sacrifices of our military but also the fun Memorial week-ends in my rearview mirror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week-end I am counting my many blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2721718875345815969?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2721718875345815969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2721718875345815969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#2721718875345815969' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6621959944452563264</id><published>2011-05-26T09:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:19:07.204-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly!</title><content type='html'>'Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - &lt;br /&gt;body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOW what a ride!' &lt;br /&gt;Unknown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6621959944452563264?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6621959944452563264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6621959944452563264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#6621959944452563264' title='Exactly!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-727865977974604622</id><published>2011-05-22T17:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T18:36:30.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy couple of weeks. Happily looking forward to the new week ahead.</title><content type='html'>Wow, life can come at you like a roller coaster sometimes with unexpected great highs and lows. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl5KWV9ngh0/TdmHENNuCbI/AAAAAAAABSo/om03psGGj5o/s1600/rollercoaster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl5KWV9ngh0/TdmHENNuCbI/AAAAAAAABSo/om03psGGj5o/s320/rollercoaster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609663317203093938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for lows, they are learning experiences. They are also a little mind boggling and sometimes a little painful. I know the saying that "sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me." Unfortunately, not true, words do have a way of hurting. You just have to move on; learn from the experience and trust in the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily, the ups of my crazy couple of weeks have been fantastic. Ups definitely are the antidote to lows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my AC broke because the overflow water from all the condo's above my unit were backing up and flooding my home, I discoved a text message from my granddaughter, Hope and during the sopping and pumping water even got a helpful text from my son, her dad, Tom that proved helpful. AC and maintence help arrived like the calvary the next day and the problem was resolved. I am now comfy in my cool home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that someone special to me has been the recipient of money from their colleagues to help them restore their home from extensive fire damage. I had wanted to help but wasn't financially able.  It is terrific that insurance and friends have been able to make the positive difference they needed. Progress is slow but it seems certain that after repairs and changes are made the house will be better than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter, Shelia, invited me to attend a conference with her in Louisville in June. She and Tom are even paying for my flight and the cost of the conference. I am so excited about sharing the experience with Shelia and their generosity is very much appreciated. It is wonderful having special things to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other daughter, Carol has been fantastic leaving me newsy voicemails.  She never even knew how much they made a positive difference. It has been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandson, Noah has kept me updated via Facebook and some e-mails. It is wonderful to read how proud he is of his mom's accomplishment getting her MBA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, Jim invited me to join him and his wife, Carol and my grandsons, Jake and Jonah in DC when he goes there for business. It made me smile to overflowing. I love adventures to DC. Right now we are rethinking things because DC is a costly place and Jim and his family are currently planning a trip to visit here in Florida. We have decided the expense might best be used as an investment in fun here in the sun. Again I have a look forward to adventure. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed keeping up with the baseball talents of my grandsons, Jake and Jonah and Noah via Facebook.  They are very talented.  I got a surprise vociemail from Jim yesterday telling me that Jonah wanted to go to Logan's Restaurant. Jim thought it was because he enjoys steak; NOPE.  It was because he likes bread. Terrific, that is my favorite food, very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I heard from my sister, Wendy that she enjoyed a surprise I sent her in California. Thanks to Facebook, I got to share an adventure my neice Dawn was making taking a bike trip in Virgina. Got to see my other sister, Bonnie having fun in Arkansas with her grandchildren. Enjoyed texting with my neice, Valerie. I had a nice voicemail message from my brother, Bob. It has been wonderful to hear from my family. I miss each of them very much. It looks like my neice, Caitlyn is still enjoying Austraila. Her sister, Jasmine is going to California on a special trip because she is so awesome at her work. My neice, Amber's birthday is coming up the end of the month and I got her a little surprise yesterday. My nephew, Josh is going to go for his MBA. It is exciting wondering which school he will select.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My everyday is filled with hope and many blessings. I am so fortunate to have the loving, constant reminder that, "Everything is going to be okay; no matter what."&lt;br /&gt;I am a very grateful lady.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself having a roller coaster crazy time of ups and downs, hold on tight.  This is the time to put your attention on the many fantastic twists and turns happening in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-727865977974604622?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/727865977974604622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/727865977974604622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#727865977974604622' title='Crazy couple of weeks. Happily looking forward to the new week ahead.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl5KWV9ngh0/TdmHENNuCbI/AAAAAAAABSo/om03psGGj5o/s72-c/rollercoaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6933986840790283427</id><published>2011-05-18T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:28:17.257-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations to my daughter, Shelia for getting her MBA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3GwjfUFyY6M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6933986840790283427?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6933986840790283427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6933986840790283427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#6933986840790283427' title='Congratulations to my daughter, Shelia for getting her MBA.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3GwjfUFyY6M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-1457985351584657026</id><published>2011-05-15T12:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T12:03:15.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's gonna be a good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/XF-zOI1idDY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-1457985351584657026?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1457985351584657026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1457985351584657026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#1457985351584657026' title='Today&apos;s gonna be a good day.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/XF-zOI1idDY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6486250882626676930</id><published>2011-05-15T11:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T11:49:03.955-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister, Wendy is driving cross country to start a new chapter in her life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSmSU6oez-U/Tc_1xaS2mVI/AAAAAAAABSg/0IHAQTsN4Zo/s1600/california.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSmSU6oez-U/Tc_1xaS2mVI/AAAAAAAABSg/0IHAQTsN4Zo/s320/california.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606970290320349522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing Wendy safe travels and wonderful adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6486250882626676930?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6486250882626676930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6486250882626676930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#6486250882626676930' title='My sister, Wendy is driving cross country to start a new chapter in her life.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cSmSU6oez-U/Tc_1xaS2mVI/AAAAAAAABSg/0IHAQTsN4Zo/s72-c/california.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5571087899842031270</id><published>2011-05-05T08:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T08:18:36.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco De Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imo2WRccWyA/TcKUjTnHdOI/AAAAAAAABSY/gdK_n9Apl5k/s1600/cincocinco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imo2WRccWyA/TcKUjTnHdOI/AAAAAAAABSY/gdK_n9Apl5k/s320/cincocinco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603204220682990818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that my daughter-in-law, Carol had posted this picture of Jake on Facebook today. Looks appropriate for the holiday. Jake and his brother Jonah, my son Jim and Carol live in West Virginia and will be enjoying their day. Jim's twin brother, Tom and his fantastic family; wife Shelia and beautiful daughter Hope and talented son, Noah live in El Paso. They live daily with Mexico just across the border. I hope they also have a safe and fun day. I miss my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5571087899842031270?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5571087899842031270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5571087899842031270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#5571087899842031270' title='Cinco De Mayo'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-imo2WRccWyA/TcKUjTnHdOI/AAAAAAAABSY/gdK_n9Apl5k/s72-c/cincocinco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8096739560389301707</id><published>2011-05-03T21:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:36:05.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love bugs are in abundance here in Florida.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eYjkQzAyoY/TcCsnkxuC3I/AAAAAAAABSQ/rkh9n6oWBGA/s1600/lovebugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eYjkQzAyoY/TcCsnkxuC3I/AAAAAAAABSQ/rkh9n6oWBGA/s320/lovebugs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602667732335987570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This may not be the best time of the year to drive a convertible with the top down. Yikes! I had bugs in my hair, stuck to my sunglasses and even up my nose and down my throat. Let me make it perfectly clear that lovebugs are not tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being I will have to drive with the top up and the AC on. I will have to rinse these sticky bugs off my car each night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a tiny price to pay for living in paradise. I am a lucky lady.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8096739560389301707?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8096739560389301707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8096739560389301707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_05_01_archive.html#8096739560389301707' title='Love bugs are in abundance here in Florida.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eYjkQzAyoY/TcCsnkxuC3I/AAAAAAAABSQ/rkh9n6oWBGA/s72-c/lovebugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3601076888933987651</id><published>2011-04-27T11:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T12:03:35.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever wake up tired?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9_TzngjSkA/Tbg7iktgdHI/AAAAAAAABSA/jVeG14ZV6oQ/s1600/out%2Bof%2Bgas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9_TzngjSkA/Tbg7iktgdHI/AAAAAAAABSA/jVeG14ZV6oQ/s320/out%2Bof%2Bgas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600291601791349874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is one of those days when I feel I am running on empty.  My energy is missing. I am out of gas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my greatest blessings is that I have always had lots of energy and an over active enthusiasm gland.  Even when I was drooping from chemo, my doctor and nurses told me I was more energetic than most. That always lifted my spirits and made me feel grateful to my parents for giving me a resilent "energy gene".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, exercising and eating some protein fuel me and my energy increases. Could be my stubborn cold has zapped me more than I recognized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, I am very happy that it is a postcard perfect weather day today. A few gusts of wind but definitely beautiful. I am headed out to enjoy an energy boost from the sunshine as I take a walk on the beach. That is a most excellent cure for anything that ails you (smile). I am a very lucky lady to have this option right outside my door. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i_bc9BKA3ek/Tbg99j4-nII/AAAAAAAABSI/KWaRpXEaNtM/s1600/walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i_bc9BKA3ek/Tbg99j4-nII/AAAAAAAABSI/KWaRpXEaNtM/s320/walk.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600294264450751618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3601076888933987651?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3601076888933987651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3601076888933987651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#3601076888933987651' title='Do you ever wake up tired?'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C9_TzngjSkA/Tbg7iktgdHI/AAAAAAAABSA/jVeG14ZV6oQ/s72-c/out%2Bof%2Bgas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7097995242478367424</id><published>2011-04-22T11:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:52:04.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>May you find ways to celebrate Earth Day by doing something nice for our planet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq8yy4uulW0/TbGkHrz87fI/AAAAAAAABR4/3HpsVHBo6Q4/s1600/earthday2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq8yy4uulW0/TbGkHrz87fI/AAAAAAAABR4/3HpsVHBo6Q4/s320/earthday2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598436263724903922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7097995242478367424?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7097995242478367424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7097995242478367424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#7097995242478367424' title='May you find ways to celebrate Earth Day by doing something nice for our planet.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jq8yy4uulW0/TbGkHrz87fI/AAAAAAAABR4/3HpsVHBo6Q4/s72-c/earthday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3335187142073063443</id><published>2011-04-21T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:28:02.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to a performance of "Forever Reign" last night at Park Place Wesleyan Church. It was awesome.</title><content type='html'>I found the song "Forever Reign" on Youtube and in celebration of Easter I wanted to share it.  Happy Easter! May you be healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0QwVekS886w" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3335187142073063443?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3335187142073063443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3335187142073063443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#3335187142073063443' title='Went to a performance of &quot;Forever Reign&quot; last night at Park Place Wesleyan Church. It was awesome.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0QwVekS886w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3270311803216751163</id><published>2011-04-17T09:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T09:41:22.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A laugh for the last day taxes are due.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/sflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="480" height="316" id="embed" align="middle" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/player/embed.swf"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="mediaKey=5763d8af-fa1d-49b3-b67a-fefead71f4db&amp;image=http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/2011-04/15/041511_tax_still.jpg&amp;origin=embed"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/player/embed.swf" flashVars="mediaKey=5763d8af-fa1d-49b3-b67a-fefead71f4db&amp;image=http://wbads.vo.llnwd.net/o25/u/telepixtv/ellen/us/video/2011-04/15/041511_tax_still.jpg&amp;origin=embed" width="480" height="316" name="embed" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3270311803216751163?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3270311803216751163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3270311803216751163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#3270311803216751163' title='A laugh for the last day taxes are due.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8634100340491219840</id><published>2011-04-15T10:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T10:24:28.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I not only use all the brains I have, but all that I can borrow." Woodrow Wilson</title><content type='html'>I love that quote. I live that quote. Brainstorming and sharing ideas is one of my favorite things. It helps to jump start my imagination when it becomes stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, my mind will think of something but gets lost on its way out my mouth. Thankfully, I have friends who are good guessers and can usually figure out what it is I was trying to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was going through chemo, I could contribute it to "chemo brain". That is a fog that develops as a side effect from the drugs. Maybe I have chemo brain residue or perhaps, more likely, it is an age thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, another explanation, one that I like is that I have been blessed to live such a full life of many varied experiences that sometimes it is brain overload. I simply need to reboot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, it important to borrow the ideas and brain power of others from time to time. It gives us a refreshing new point of view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8634100340491219840?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8634100340491219840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8634100340491219840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#8634100340491219840' title='&quot;I not only use all the brains I have, but all that I can borrow.&quot; Woodrow Wilson'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5462450948432463026</id><published>2011-04-14T15:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:25:03.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In life it would be nice to get "do overs."</title><content type='html'>Here are some fun "Out Takes" from the ETrade baby commercials. I hope you enjoy. We all do better when we know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uHPg262Kr9c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you need to try, try again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5462450948432463026?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5462450948432463026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5462450948432463026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#5462450948432463026' title='In life it would be nice to get &quot;do overs.&quot;'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uHPg262Kr9c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8414682148500367327</id><published>2011-04-13T16:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T17:11:35.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>M &amp; M World</title><content type='html'>It was terrific to see that my son, Tom and his family went to M &amp; M World while they were in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to visit the one in Orlando for my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is fun to know that my family enjoys the same things that make me happy. Somehow it makes the miles between us disappear. I am so glad that Tom, Shelia, Hope and Noah enjoyed a fun Spring getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this little video of the Las Vegas location. It looks like it may be a wee bit bigger than Orlando however mostly the same. A fun place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nX8EuU7OZjI" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8414682148500367327?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8414682148500367327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8414682148500367327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#8414682148500367327' title='M &amp; M World'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nX8EuU7OZjI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3385219343707661139</id><published>2011-04-06T17:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T17:48:04.697-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am inspired by my brother's amazing resilence, tenacity, and ability to overcome life's challenges.</title><content type='html'>"We cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand."&lt;br /&gt;Randy Pausch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of us must face obstacles, lifes's challenges. Sometimes we need to be like Rocky. He didn't win every fight but when he was knocked down he got back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned before I love Thomas Edison, not because he invented the light bulb and I don't like being in the dark, but because when asked how he kept going after more than 2000 failures he said "It wasn't about failing. It was just a 2000 step process."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inspired by people who overcome obstacles. They don't waste time beating themselves up over "if only" they learn and move forward. This is much easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all in the end, the most precious thing we have in our lives isn't our job or things it is our time. We need to live each day with zest and enthusiasm finding a reason for joy and hope no matter what the circumstance because one day we may find that you have less time than you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother inspires me because despite all the hurdles, obstacles and challenges he has faced in his life he gets up each morning ready to seize the day and the possibilities that lay ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GWUlZWbqxs/TZzez0pF-JI/AAAAAAAABRw/vNMVRlv6I5M/s1600/seize%2Bthe%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 60px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GWUlZWbqxs/TZzez0pF-JI/AAAAAAAABRw/vNMVRlv6I5M/s320/seize%2Bthe%2Bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592589819173009554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3385219343707661139?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3385219343707661139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3385219343707661139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#3385219343707661139' title='I am inspired by my brother&apos;s amazing resilence, tenacity, and ability to overcome life&apos;s challenges.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GWUlZWbqxs/TZzez0pF-JI/AAAAAAAABRw/vNMVRlv6I5M/s72-c/seize%2Bthe%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2488887099136541165</id><published>2011-04-05T17:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T17:13:05.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this interview will give you a smile. I enjoyed it on one of my favorite shows Top Gear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g9Zf2pFQltQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2488887099136541165?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2488887099136541165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2488887099136541165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_04_01_archive.html#2488887099136541165' title='I think this interview will give you a smile. I enjoyed it on one of my favorite shows Top Gear.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/g9Zf2pFQltQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-4345966438216673275</id><published>2011-03-30T10:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T10:21:43.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A most important 4 letter word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQx7CdaNbvk/TZM8ZCHJtPI/AAAAAAAABRo/IXXh1sOLR14/s1600/hope4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQx7CdaNbvk/TZM8ZCHJtPI/AAAAAAAABRo/IXXh1sOLR14/s320/hope4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589877963258180850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8LBj3gcE-M/TZM8A884VpI/AAAAAAAABRg/boInJQDDagg/s1600/hope5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 70px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X8LBj3gcE-M/TZM8A884VpI/AAAAAAAABRg/boInJQDDagg/s320/hope5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589877549556061842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um9wwO-xGfQ/TZM75dyiblI/AAAAAAAABRY/dicyy9dNPzw/s1600/hope2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um9wwO-xGfQ/TZM75dyiblI/AAAAAAAABRY/dicyy9dNPzw/s320/hope2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589877420932099666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGKX8uvrrDA/TZM7xLGK_MI/AAAAAAAABRQ/f3m1EOx8XaY/s1600/hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PGKX8uvrrDA/TZM7xLGK_MI/AAAAAAAABRQ/f3m1EOx8XaY/s320/hope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589877278475222210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-4345966438216673275?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4345966438216673275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4345966438216673275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4345966438216673275' title='A most important 4 letter word.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQx7CdaNbvk/TZM8ZCHJtPI/AAAAAAAABRo/IXXh1sOLR14/s72-c/hope4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-1440733690950485593</id><published>2011-03-24T11:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:24:16.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Paula Rizk for sharing this story.</title><content type='html'>It is fun when a story triggers a memory that makes you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burned Biscuits - Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. I remember one night in particular when she made breakfast after a long hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed. Yet all my Dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits and I'll never forget what he said, "Honey, I love burned biscuits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired and besides a little burned biscuits never hurt anyone."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that story. It reminded me of how my own Mom sometimes fixed breakfast for dinner and it was great. It reminded me how my Dad loved to put jelly or marmalade on anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ3Yvza9aNw/TYthUIKx0lI/AAAAAAAABRA/8OhZXC1-tJc/s1600/lemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ3Yvza9aNw/TYthUIKx0lI/AAAAAAAABRA/8OhZXC1-tJc/s320/lemon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587666761101202002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In particular I remember when my Mom had baked a delicious, beautiful lemon meringue pie and much to her chagrin she witnessed my dad put orange marmalade on it. Craziness ensued as she threw some pie at my dad and he reached in the jar and chased my Mom with a handful of marmalade destined for her hair.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYwM1LCHSzg/TYthhJ67JHI/AAAAAAAABRI/SAEa-BYHpK0/s1600/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zYwM1LCHSzg/TYthhJ67JHI/AAAAAAAABRI/SAEa-BYHpK0/s320/orange.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587666984909874290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We all laughed so hard. It was a lesson learned: You can put jelly on anything BUT not on my Mom's lemon meringue pie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my parents and am forever thankful I got to be one of their daughters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-1440733690950485593?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1440733690950485593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1440733690950485593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#1440733690950485593' title='Thanks to Paula Rizk for sharing this story.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQ3Yvza9aNw/TYthUIKx0lI/AAAAAAAABRA/8OhZXC1-tJc/s72-c/lemon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8122517239436009535</id><published>2011-03-23T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:46:09.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST STAND UP! Mariah, Beyonce, Rihanna, Miley, Leona &amp; more</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tfbxxd01mzk?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8122517239436009535?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8122517239436009535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8122517239436009535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#8122517239436009535' title='JUST STAND UP! Mariah, Beyonce, Rihanna, Miley, Leona &amp; more'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tfbxxd01mzk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3279953168994509757</id><published>2011-03-22T12:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T12:39:56.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for Spring Cleaning of our brains. Sort through the clutter and take action.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I4mtc1GK2sg/TYjO7D7A-1I/AAAAAAAABQ4/mzwwWCVxZFE/s1600/new_beginnings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I4mtc1GK2sg/TYjO7D7A-1I/AAAAAAAABQ4/mzwwWCVxZFE/s320/new_beginnings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586942851813538642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending." Maria Robinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get an start on "Spring Cleaning" your mind. De-clutter and discard the excuses and negative thoughts. Sort through the brain clutter and surprise yourself! Instead of seeing problems and limitations stretch your imagination and envision new opportunities and challenges. Take ownership of your attitude. Are you compromising, sacrificing or settling for something less than what you really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, create affirmations that will help you think more positively. Take action.&lt;br /&gt;You no doubt make a positive difference in the lives of others. Now is the time for you to make a positive difference in your own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3279953168994509757?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3279953168994509757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3279953168994509757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#3279953168994509757' title='Time for Spring Cleaning of our brains. Sort through the clutter and take action.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I4mtc1GK2sg/TYjO7D7A-1I/AAAAAAAABQ4/mzwwWCVxZFE/s72-c/new_beginnings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8309777737653294657</id><published>2011-03-21T09:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T10:37:36.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Official Full Day Of Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY55tz78ADQ/TYdYtFNln4I/AAAAAAAABQo/114xeuerpG0/s1600/daisies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY55tz78ADQ/TYdYtFNln4I/AAAAAAAABQo/114xeuerpG0/s320/daisies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586531394292916098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this day.  Just as Ground Hog's Day is a day that reminds me to be hopeful about the future and believe good things are coming, the arrival of Spring reminds me that life is filled with new possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy this special day and have a healthy, happy Spring that awakens you to new possibilities.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rONeULNrYmU/TYdYyUgczQI/AAAAAAAABQw/fKu6hq6kiXo/s1600/daisies-flowers-beautiful-picture.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rONeULNrYmU/TYdYyUgczQI/AAAAAAAABQw/fKu6hq6kiXo/s320/daisies-flowers-beautiful-picture.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586531484297907458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8309777737653294657?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8309777737653294657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8309777737653294657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#8309777737653294657' title='Happy First Official Full Day Of Spring!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fY55tz78ADQ/TYdYtFNln4I/AAAAAAAABQo/114xeuerpG0/s72-c/daisies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2228391266343196275</id><published>2011-03-19T11:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T11:33:23.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'Supermoon' Rises: Biggest Full Moon in 18 Years Occurs Saturday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFycBxq5oXM/TYTMR92L1dI/AAAAAAAABQg/lojxL7veMh8/s1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFycBxq5oXM/TYTMR92L1dI/AAAAAAAABQg/lojxL7veMh8/s320/moon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585814046877930962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Yahoo News for the following text:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At its peak, the supermoon of March may appear 14 percent larger and 30 percent brighter than lesser full moons (when the moon is at its farthest from Earth), weather permitting. Yet to the casual observer, it may be hard to tell the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The supermoon will not cause natural disasters, such as the Japan earthquake, a NASA scientist has stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotting the supermoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon has not been in a position to appear this large since March 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy that this same amazing moon will be shining over those I love and miss that are miles away. May they all be safe, happy and healthy and know how very much they are loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2228391266343196275?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2228391266343196275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2228391266343196275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#2228391266343196275' title='&apos;Supermoon&apos; Rises: Biggest Full Moon in 18 Years Occurs Saturday Night'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFycBxq5oXM/TYTMR92L1dI/AAAAAAAABQg/lojxL7veMh8/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-4916639150393944907</id><published>2011-03-18T10:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:51:35.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you seen the commercial of the guy who is told he accidentally hit "reply all" and goes nuts?</title><content type='html'>In this age of technology we all need to be careful when sending messages. I came across this article and had to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Consider the case of the Illinois man who left the snow-filled streets of Chicago for a vacation in Florida. His wife was on a business trip and was planning to meet him there the next day. When he reached his hotel, he decided to send her a quick email. Unable to find the scrap of paper on which he'd written her email address, he did his best to type it in from memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, he missed one letter and his note was directed instead to an elderly preacher's wife, whose husband had passed away only the day before. When the grieving widow checked her email, she took one look at the monitor, let out a piercing scream and fainted. At the sound, her family rushed into the room and saw this note on the screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Wife:&lt;br /&gt;Just got checked in. Everything's prepared for your arrival tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Sure is hot here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-4916639150393944907?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4916639150393944907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4916639150393944907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4916639150393944907' title='Have you seen the commercial of the guy who is told he accidentally hit &quot;reply all&quot; and goes nuts?'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3664673671885803837</id><published>2011-03-17T09:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:51:39.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprised this morning to find out I am in an ESPN Tournament.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFsOcH3vvIA/TYIR0lPk6TI/AAAAAAAABQQ/VTvW-z036MU/s1600/espn.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 68px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFsOcH3vvIA/TYIR0lPk6TI/AAAAAAAABQQ/VTvW-z036MU/s320/espn.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585046082941151538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My son, Jim surprised me by posting my brackets along with his family's on this site. http://games.espn.go.com/tcmen/en/group?groupID=188448&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be hilarious if I do well. My son, Tom's children Hope and Noah are excellent basketball players as are Jim's sons Jake and Jonah. Maybe in the future I will have grandchildren playing college basketball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3664673671885803837?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3664673671885803837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3664673671885803837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#3664673671885803837' title='Surprised this morning to find out I am in an ESPN Tournament.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mFsOcH3vvIA/TYIR0lPk6TI/AAAAAAAABQQ/VTvW-z036MU/s72-c/espn.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5082101938148645118</id><published>2011-03-16T10:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T11:02:03.381-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've noticed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORs8S943IE8/TYDQs7zVcDI/AAAAAAAABQI/_sCsLtf3mu4/s1600/grocerybag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORs8S943IE8/TYDQs7zVcDI/AAAAAAAABQI/_sCsLtf3mu4/s320/grocerybag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584693008325242930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have been in the grocery store recently, I have seen Spring Breakers checking out and noticed a pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers are buying soft drinks, cereal,chips and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Adults (college age) are buying the same things but add beer and water.&lt;br /&gt;Families are buying the same and adding sandwich fixings, to the soft drinks, water and beer, cereal, milk, chips and cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every group also goes two doors down and gets pizza to take back to their rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Breakers and the NCAA Men's Basketball playoffs are helping our economy on St Pete Beach. Hotels, restaurants, souvenior stores, putt putt and even our grocery stores are benefiting. Just the boost we need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you visitors. May you enjoy our sunshine and sugary white beaches and return often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5082101938148645118?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5082101938148645118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5082101938148645118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#5082101938148645118' title='I&apos;ve noticed...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ORs8S943IE8/TYDQs7zVcDI/AAAAAAAABQI/_sCsLtf3mu4/s72-c/grocerybag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6230625596508081272</id><published>2011-03-15T11:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:13:38.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My brackets are done</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeA37uycaqQ/TX-B2PCrSFI/AAAAAAAABQA/xzxFvZ8x6BE/s1600/Brackets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeA37uycaqQ/TX-B2PCrSFI/AAAAAAAABQA/xzxFvZ8x6BE/s320/Brackets.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584324831713380434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have filled out my brackets. I have Ohio State, Duke, Pittsburgh and Kansas going to the Final Four with Ohio State playing Pittsburgh in the final with Pittsburgh the champion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6230625596508081272?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6230625596508081272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6230625596508081272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#6230625596508081272' title='My brackets are done'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeA37uycaqQ/TX-B2PCrSFI/AAAAAAAABQA/xzxFvZ8x6BE/s72-c/Brackets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-4380714614166606368</id><published>2011-03-13T11:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T11:46:21.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xaFSQDdRqB8/TXzmh3h-5TI/AAAAAAAABPo/s9Gwu40KTbs/s1600/biggestloser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 109px; height: 105px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xaFSQDdRqB8/TXzmh3h-5TI/AAAAAAAABPo/s9Gwu40KTbs/s320/biggestloser.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583591107549127986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new appreciation for the people who participate in the Biggest Loser TV Show. I have watched them undergo tremendous, vigorous training sessions. Day after day they put their overweight bodies through aerobic and weight training and general abuse burning calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I began my own attempt to move down the number on my scale.  My doctor has said I have a hypothyroid condition and what I have been doing has merely kept me from gaining so I am taking it up a few notches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first 3 days YIKES! my body was not happy. Pain and difficulty moving all took place. I have a new appreciation for the men and women who face the challenges of the Biggest Loser.  It is far easier to watch from the couch than to actually get my butt up and join in. I want to lose and get more fit. The health advantages "outweigh" the difficulties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3sTGVUkKAU/TXzmMvHscJI/AAAAAAAABPg/6Cjm5Akpz4I/s1600/exercise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 80px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3sTGVUkKAU/TXzmMvHscJI/AAAAAAAABPg/6Cjm5Akpz4I/s320/exercise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583590744514130066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next week I will be posting success. I am going to make the effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-4380714614166606368?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4380714614166606368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4380714614166606368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4380714614166606368' title='New appreciation'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xaFSQDdRqB8/TXzmh3h-5TI/AAAAAAAABPo/s9Gwu40KTbs/s72-c/biggestloser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5020467121267530932</id><published>2011-03-11T21:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T22:00:28.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquakes and a Tsunami devastated Japan today</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness for technology.  I am one of those who says it has its pros and cons. It helps you be in contact with people despite the miles or time zones but a few words sent by text, e-mail or via Facebook can be, sometimes, impersonal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a perfect example of the benefits of technology. People were able to let family members on the other side of the world know they were safe.  We got to witness the devastation first hand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers go out to all effected and in harms way. May those that are trapped be found.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to be warm and safe. Many in Haiti are still living outside or in makeshift tents. Now many in Japan are homeless. I feel blessed to have a home and know that my family members are also safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5020467121267530932?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5020467121267530932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5020467121267530932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#5020467121267530932' title='Earthquakes and a Tsunami devastated Japan today'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-571424183729263252</id><published>2011-03-08T20:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T21:00:55.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Reminder</title><content type='html'>"Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending."&lt;br /&gt;Maria Robinson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-571424183729263252?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/571424183729263252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/571424183729263252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#571424183729263252' title='Great Reminder'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-65717609289884617</id><published>2011-03-07T20:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:58:00.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Backwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reDypjMcSko/TXWLOfnm5BI/AAAAAAAABPY/OEktOVpKhmY/s1600/cartbeforehorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 81px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reDypjMcSko/TXWLOfnm5BI/AAAAAAAABPY/OEktOVpKhmY/s320/cartbeforehorse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581520394317653010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we find situations and challenges and find ourselves saying, "I've tried everything.  All that is left is to pray." The thing is we have it backward.  We should pray first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With God all things are possible. Don't put the cart before the horse, start with prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-65717609289884617?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/65717609289884617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/65717609289884617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#65717609289884617' title='Backwards'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-reDypjMcSko/TXWLOfnm5BI/AAAAAAAABPY/OEktOVpKhmY/s72-c/cartbeforehorse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-11894318796023121</id><published>2011-03-07T12:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T12:54:30.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Weekend</title><content type='html'>It was so much fun at Daytona Beach on Saturday.  One day of bike week is a great way to spend a day.  So many people.  So many tattoos.  So many bikes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A roar filled the air. The assortment of people was amazing. It was a great opportunity for people watching and discovering what is new in that world. It was especially fun to see David test drive a Can-Am. It looks like an offspring of something from one of the Transformer movies.  He even got to drive it out on the street after the test drive in the parking lot. Great way, scary way to test it out considering all the traffic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved seeing the ocean.  My favorite side of Florida is definitely the Gulf but I enjoy seeing the waves and surfers on the Atlantic side.  We only have waves when the wind is strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both Saturday and Sunday were postcard perfect weather days. Drove to Daytona with the top down and on Sunday I again enjoyed driving with the wind in my hair. I now have hair and it gets tangled - yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I was delighted when I received an Instant Message from Clif Genge. It stirred up wonderful memories when I lived in Wellsboro, Pa. Our families did lots of things together.  It was a very happy time in my marriage. I loved that we would combine our food and have joint dinners.  Tom and Jim got along great with the Genges' daughter and son.  His wife Judy and I worked together to get reading programs in schools.  My husband and Clif worked together at Corning. I remember sitting in a chair at Clif and Judy's home on New Year's Eve and saying my only wish would be that we would all be togeher the next year. Unfortunately, it didn't work out.  In fact we left Wellsboro to head to Tennessee before the next week was over. Telling my sons that we were about to move again was the hardest thing I had to do.  We had moved several times before but this was the hardest because we were so happy.  Much of that happiness was due to the kindness of the Genges and the fun we shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing from Clif and catching up was terrific. They are loved and missed. It always feels great to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has started out wonderfully. I am looking forward to the possibilities it holds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-11894318796023121?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/11894318796023121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/11894318796023121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#11894318796023121' title='Great Weekend'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-105701044579880106</id><published>2011-03-06T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T10:34:45.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN-AM SPYDER Test Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aWI7qlwIFzU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Daytona Bike Week yesterday. I like to drive up for one day. It gives me a chance to witness the craziness and see the incredible bikes. This year I was introduced to the Can-Am Spyder Roadster. It isn't actually a motorcycle. It is different. It has many of the same aspects of a motorcycle including speed however the two wheels in the front, combined with its overall structure, gives it more stability.  Stability is a very good thing (smile).  I also like its many storage compartments. It even has a trailer that can be pulled behind when you are traveling long distances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my imagination, I could happily envision myself on the back of the Can-Am and making a roadtrip along the coast of Florida headed to El Paso, Texas to visit my son, Tom, and his family. As part of this dream I would have flown my son, Jim, and his family to El Paso to meet us.  Then all of us in various vehicles would head to the Grand Canyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv1kVUQ_OWs/TXOpSzjv56I/AAAAAAAABPQ/znjFUwWxP6c/s1600/grand%2Bcanyon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sv1kVUQ_OWs/TXOpSzjv56I/AAAAAAAABPQ/znjFUwWxP6c/s320/grand%2Bcanyon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580990503785064354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest experiences of my life was witnessing the sunrise at the Grand Canyon. It would be a wondrous experience to watch the sunrise at the rim of the Grand Canyon with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-105701044579880106?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/105701044579880106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/105701044579880106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#105701044579880106' title='CAN-AM SPYDER Test Ride'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aWI7qlwIFzU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3572599060407410706</id><published>2011-03-04T09:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:57:01.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enthusiasm is an inside job.</title><content type='html'>"Be like Mona Lisa.  She keeps smiling even though her back is to the wall."&lt;br /&gt;John Mason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3572599060407410706?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3572599060407410706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3572599060407410706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#3572599060407410706' title='Enthusiasm is an inside job.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2590696817965542648</id><published>2011-03-04T09:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T09:55:06.028-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Be patient and have faith. Sometimes time itself can make a positive difference.</title><content type='html'>A year ago my hair was missing, only stubble topped my head. I wore a wig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year my hair has grown back. It has been growing for months and the stubble has grown into nearly shoulder length locks. It is a great example that sometimes you just have to be patient and have faith.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience isn't my strong suit but faith is something I have in abundance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2590696817965542648?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2590696817965542648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2590696817965542648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#2590696817965542648' title='Be patient and have faith. Sometimes time itself can make a positive difference.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-4506464827908151245</id><published>2011-03-03T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T11:39:19.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My lovely niece Dawn...</title><content type='html'>My niece posted the same reasons for being fat on her Facebook page yesterday. I love it.  We share a similar sense of humor.  I noticed one of her friends posted the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason Nails Question... Do you always repeat after rinse? That would be just like seconds right!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is perfct!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-4506464827908151245?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4506464827908151245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4506464827908151245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#4506464827908151245' title='My lovely niece Dawn...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5411934354904981698</id><published>2011-03-03T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T11:25:08.444-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are human beings endangered species?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJgTr5ulMto/TW_AvdJfWII/AAAAAAAABPA/qzybaBreWts/s1600/endangered%2Bspecies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJgTr5ulMto/TW_AvdJfWII/AAAAAAAABPA/qzybaBreWts/s320/endangered%2Bspecies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579890384846149762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;War, terrorism, murder, natural disasters, accidents, drugs and disease have long been recognized as causes of death.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been wondering about the effects of science, technology and financial concerns causing the elimination of the human race.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;History has given us lessons from the Bible, to the industrial revolution, to today where beliefs and "progress" have annihilated groups and individuals. In some cultures people were killed because of their faith, because they couldn't bear children or didn't produce a male offspring.  Over the years, the financial need to increase production has eliminated more and more jobs as assembly lines have been replaced by machines. Economically it makes sense however it has displaced many who had jobs. Have you noticed the increase in "self check-out" counters in Walmart, Home Depot and other stores.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Machines, computers and robots can do the work of many with much less expense and increased consistency.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The ever-increasing cost of living, mounting Federal and State debt have taken a toll. No longer can demands be met to help the growing number of people who find themselves homeless, unemployed on welfare or unable to pay for needed medical care.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The huge number of us born with-in the same 10 year period have created an enormous strain on our medical profession. We are the largest number of people in history over 60 years old.  No way around it, after more than half a century, our bodies need help.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The "personal touch" of face to face communication between people has been replaced by texting, e-mails and social media.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A computer's artificial intelligence beat two extremely brilliant contestants on Jeopardy. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am not against science and technology.  If it wasn't for science and technology  I wouldn't enjoy many of the devices I love. I wouldn't have a car to drive, light in the dark, a way to instantly be connected to family and friends despite the miles.  I wouldn't be able to blog and share my ramblings. I wouldn't have robotic surgery and gone home the next day. I'm not saying "back in the good old days" because this renaissance has been evolving since the beginning of time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I feel blessed.  I am just wondering, as I enjoy this last chapter of my life adventure, what will life be like for the grandchildren of my grandchildren?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5411934354904981698?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5411934354904981698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5411934354904981698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#5411934354904981698' title='Are human beings endangered species?'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJgTr5ulMto/TW_AvdJfWII/AAAAAAAABPA/qzybaBreWts/s72-c/endangered%2Bspecies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-1848082466090792613</id><published>2011-03-02T09:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T09:21:03.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery solved</title><content type='html'>I figured out why I am so fat.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The shampoo I use in the shower that runs down my body says, "for extra volume and body."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtSk-aeRudc/TW5SDkigGyI/AAAAAAAABO4/7tkTgqGno9Q/s1600/dawndetergent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtSk-aeRudc/TW5SDkigGyI/AAAAAAAABO4/7tkTgqGno9Q/s320/dawndetergent.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579487209660095266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to start using Dawn dish washing detergent. It says, "Dissolves fat that is otherwise difficult to remove."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My thanks go out to Susan Crowder for the explanation and solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-1848082466090792613?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1848082466090792613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1848082466090792613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_03_01_archive.html#1848082466090792613' title='Mystery solved'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CtSk-aeRudc/TW5SDkigGyI/AAAAAAAABO4/7tkTgqGno9Q/s72-c/dawndetergent.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5835754705606784477</id><published>2011-02-28T20:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:42:57.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm having a love affair.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWJKvg-SK9U/TWxPBXyVdHI/AAAAAAAABOw/Y84QwvmQFds/s1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWJKvg-SK9U/TWxPBXyVdHI/AAAAAAAABOw/Y84QwvmQFds/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578920923388802162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my veins. It may seem strange to say, but I am having a love affair with my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until two years ago, I took them for granted. They were just one of the many parts of my body that when working, give me life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I prepared to go through chemo their importance was spotlighted. It was my choice,along with my doctor's and nurse's okay, that I would receive chemotherapy through my veins. I preferred this over the option of having a port put in my body or receive the treatments via other means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, my veins were fairly easy to access and thread. However as the treatments, tests and labs continued it became more and more difficult to find a "cooperative" vein. I don't blame them; being filled with poison (chemo) or testing dyes, plus having blood drawn was quite a change from years of doing their job undisturbed. I am thrilled that my veins survived the challenges of so many needles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had to have blood drawn for more tests. The nurse was able to get a vein in the first try, not a common or easy feat these days. I was happy. I am so delighted they worked without multiple sticks (once it took 8 trys before they got one to work). Even the most talented phlebotonist has had trouble in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my veins. They have been a vehicle that led to discovery, provided chemo to kill cancer and are giving me life filled with hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5835754705606784477?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5835754705606784477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5835754705606784477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#5835754705606784477' title='I&apos;m having a love affair.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWJKvg-SK9U/TWxPBXyVdHI/AAAAAAAABOw/Y84QwvmQFds/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-104743199931625419</id><published>2011-02-27T19:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T19:44:08.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uc-yEm8Jes/TWrv0RsPc9I/AAAAAAAABOo/88nk69ADS8U/s1600/movies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uc-yEm8Jes/TWrv0RsPc9I/AAAAAAAABOo/88nk69ADS8U/s320/movies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578534769832981458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the Academy Awards and Oscars will be given out.  My favorite movies are Goodwill Hunting, Shirley Valentine, Working Girl, Murphy's Romance and Straight Talk.  Each of them has a common thread; a willingness to revise their plan, take risks, and have the courage to be themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general I enjoy comedys, action flixs, romantic comedys and suspense. I steer away from violent movies and Sci Fi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy going to the movies, the big screen, popcorn, the whole experience.  Maybe if I had one of the new hi definition TVs I would enjoy them at home more.  For me it is great to go to the opening weekend of a movie.  I like to order a kid's pack (small diet coke and popcorn) and sprinkle the M&amp;Ms I have smuggled in on top.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the movies nominated this year I have seen and enjoy: The Kings Speech, The Fighter and The Social Network.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-104743199931625419?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/104743199931625419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/104743199931625419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#104743199931625419' title='Favorite Movies'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0uc-yEm8Jes/TWrv0RsPc9I/AAAAAAAABOo/88nk69ADS8U/s72-c/movies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-3508784780935145333</id><published>2011-02-26T10:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T10:20:22.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes to overcome adversity and what seems impossible requires some "out of the well" creative thinking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXYVv_8GSak/TWkaIRLFhSI/AAAAAAAABOg/bKL78h3FdHc/s1600/well.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXYVv_8GSak/TWkaIRLFhSI/AAAAAAAABOg/bKL78h3FdHc/s320/well.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578018342826247458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A farmer's donkey fell into a deep dry well, and as the animal cried for hours the farmer tried to figure out a way to get him out. Finally, he decided it was impossible, so the farmer asked his neighbors to come over and help him cover up the well. They all grabbed shovels and began to shovel dirt into the well. At first, when the donkey realized what was happening he cried horribly. Then, to everyone's&lt;br /&gt;amazement, he quieted down and let out happy brays. A few shovel loads later, the farmer looked down the well to see what was happening and was astonished at what he saw. With every shovel of dirt that hit his back, the donkey was shaking it off and making a step up. As the farmer's neighbors continued to shovel dirt on top of the animal, he continued to shake it off and make a step. Pretty soon to everyone's amazement, the donkey stepped up over the edge of the well and trotted off! Life is going to shovel dirt on you, but the trick is to always shake it off and take a step up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens to you isn't nearly as important as how you react to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-3508784780935145333?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3508784780935145333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/3508784780935145333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#3508784780935145333' title='Sometimes to overcome adversity and what seems impossible requires some &quot;out of the well&quot; creative thinking.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sXYVv_8GSak/TWkaIRLFhSI/AAAAAAAABOg/bKL78h3FdHc/s72-c/well.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5050849581024025350</id><published>2011-02-25T10:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T10:49:26.699-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Without even realizing you can make a positive difference.</title><content type='html'>Dr. Jo Blessing tells the story of a chance meeting between two strangers. An older woman had been sitting on a park bench, despondent and lonely. A young man sat down next to her.  The two of then fed the pigeons together for a few minutes.  Finally the young man got up, turned to the woman and thanked her for such a nice time.  This seemingly small kindness restored the woman's faith in life.  The young man never knew that he had been the answer to her prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD8smHULIQs/TWfPafn_edI/AAAAAAAABOY/LFMH7GexwtI/s1600/have%2Ba%2Bnice%2Bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD8smHULIQs/TWfPafn_edI/AAAAAAAABOY/LFMH7GexwtI/s320/have%2Ba%2Bnice%2Bday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577654717594434002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On any given day, without really realizing it, you may be the answer to someone's prayers. Never forget that your kindness, thoughtfulness, smile and love can work wonders in the lives of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed blogging. During the last many months I have been trying to find direction in my life only to be like the toy cars I used to give to my sons at Christmas.  You know the ones, they hit a wall and flip over and go in another direction until they hit another wall and flip over again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a surprise to me that someone special in my life had mentioned several times over the last months that they had missed that I was no longer posting on my blog. It was nice to think that someone was reading my ramblings and noticed that they had stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed returning to posting and today received this e-mail "Glad to see you're back to your blog." It made me smile.  I hadn't made any announcement that I was blogging again.  He had continued to check and discovered it and taken time out of his busy schedule to welcome me back.  I'm smiling.  It is a great start to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never underestimate that small acts of kindness can make a huge difference.  I hope everyone, anyone, reading this will be reminded to take the time today to share a smile, say thank you to someone, just be nice. It will matter, you may never know how much, but it will matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5050849581024025350?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5050849581024025350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5050849581024025350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#5050849581024025350' title='Without even realizing you can make a positive difference.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD8smHULIQs/TWfPafn_edI/AAAAAAAABOY/LFMH7GexwtI/s72-c/have%2Ba%2Bnice%2Bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-4228375114630205037</id><published>2011-02-24T11:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T11:20:16.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a chance...</title><content type='html'>"You don't have to cross the finish line first to be a winner."&lt;br /&gt;Osteman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-4228375114630205037?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4228375114630205037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/4228375114630205037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#4228375114630205037' title='Take a chance...'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-1608610741486222606</id><published>2011-02-23T11:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:53:49.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is all about how you handle Plan B</title><content type='html'>"Blessed are the flexible...for they shall not be bent out of shape."&lt;br /&gt;Suzy Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWJVwfr36uY/TWU6WWpasMI/AAAAAAAABOI/NbCfAyY-t5E/s1600/plan%2Bb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWJVwfr36uY/TWU6WWpasMI/AAAAAAAABOI/NbCfAyY-t5E/s320/plan%2Bb2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576927869279056066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life throws us challenges and creates detours. Plan A is always my first choice. You know, the one where everything works out to be the way you envisioned. But more often than not, I find myself dealing with the upside down, inside out version. My path doesn't always lead me where I expected. Sometimes it is because of choices I've made and sometimes it is because of circumstances out of my control or totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's at these moments that the real test of my character comes into play. Do I sink or do I swim?  Do I wallow in self-pity and play the victim or shift gears? Or do I shift gears? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that in life the only thing in my life that I can control is my attitude. It is up to me how I adapt. I am happiest when I choose to be flexible and make the best of the situation. Life is all about how you hand Plan B.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that Plan B can lead you on a journed that is a fantastic life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-1608610741486222606?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1608610741486222606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/1608610741486222606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#1608610741486222606' title='Life is all about how you handle Plan B'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GWJVwfr36uY/TWU6WWpasMI/AAAAAAAABOI/NbCfAyY-t5E/s72-c/plan%2Bb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-5448253772619471125</id><published>2011-02-22T12:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T12:55:54.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to celebrate!</title><content type='html'>Two years ago today I was diagnosed with Cancer. I am filled with grateful appreciation for each day I have experienced. I look forward with hope for tomorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If nurse practitioner, Donna Wilkinson, had stopped investigating when my pap smear came back normal, I might not have had these two years. Thankfully, she insisted on an ultrasound that led me to ultimately having a biopsy and the doctors determining that I had cancer. The entire team at Absolute Health &amp; Wellness including Dr. Jennifer Gilby and Dr. Beth Diner were awesome. It was their suggestion that I should see Dr. Kirby about my options. I will always consider them my earth bound guardian angels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Kirby has been fantastic. Not only is he very knowledgeable and a talented surgeon, he is also candid and that is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look in my rearview mirror I know I am blessed. I have survived surgeries, chemo and a Baskin Robbins of assorted side effects. It is true that cancer takes a toll on your mind, body and spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be forever grateful to the many people who stayed in contact with me and gave me encouragement and support. To take time out of their own busy lives is a priceless gift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my choice to keep my cancer mostly private. Now I am sharing my experience and with the coaxing of my doctors writing a book, "My Ta-Tas were fine. I had cancer down there." It is wonderful that Breast Cancer has finally gotten attention. It is our goal to broaden the spotlight to include the other cancers. For example, very little is written about Endrometrial Cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my doctors feel my experiences will be helpful, I feel the tips and experiences of others will enhance the value of my book. It has been a wonderful gift to interview others and learn from them. It is totally true that each cancer experience is totally different. Everyone's circumstances, and bodies are unique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, it was impossible to envision that I would be sitting here enjoying the beautiful warm Florida sunshine two years after hearing the diagnosis, "Judy I am sorry to tell you that you have Cancer." Thank you to everyone. Thank you God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-5448253772619471125?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5448253772619471125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/5448253772619471125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2011_02_01_archive.html#5448253772619471125' title='Time to celebrate!'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7936664178834520599</id><published>2010-10-25T16:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T16:36:19.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My least favorite word is "busy"</title><content type='html'>"Busy" has come to be used as a universal explanation. I would have loved to have been there but I was "busy." I would have called or been in touch but time got away from me and I was so "busy." There just doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day, I'm sorry I got "busy" and forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives seem to have gotten very "busy" and we have come to substitute texting,&lt;br /&gt;e-mails, tweets, facebook and other forms of social media for personal contact and communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by so very quickly. Proof of that is seen in how fast time passes from when our children our babies and need us to when they become independent,capable adults. It seems that it all happens in the blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say we don't have enough time to get things done but we have the same number of hours each day that Michael Angelo, Edison and Davinci had. It may be that we have more diversions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of us has an expiration label on us. We don't know when our time will run out or when time will run out for those we love and treasure. My reminder on this day to each of us, myself included, is to make sure you don't let being "busy" take precedence in your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7936664178834520599?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7936664178834520599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7936664178834520599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2010_10_01_archive.html#7936664178834520599' title='My least favorite word is &quot;busy&quot;'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6651588120897319965</id><published>2010-09-10T10:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T10:08:09.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL Picks for Week One</title><content type='html'>Broncos, Titans, Bengals, Browns, Colts, Chicago, Atlanta, Dolphins, Vikings, Giants, Packers, St Louis, San Francisco, Redskins, Jets, San Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't spent much time even thinking about the football season. Been concentrating on the baseball playoffs and our Rays! Division Champs or Wildcard? That is the question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6651588120897319965?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6651588120897319965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6651588120897319965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2010_09_01_archive.html#6651588120897319965' title='NFL Picks for Week One'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-6204717986115827175</id><published>2010-08-24T10:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T11:05:01.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooden's Wisdom</title><content type='html'>The September issue of Success Magazine included an article by John C. Maxwell highlighting the wisdom of UCLA Basketball Coach John Wooden.  Coach Wooden was not only a winning coach but an inspirational leader and man.  He will be missed. Here are some of his quotes that I especially like.  They serve as reminders on how to live.  I hope you enjoy them and that maybe they remind you of behaviors we should each put into action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things turn out best for the people who make the best of the way things turn out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you don't have time to do it right, when will you have time to do it over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Talent is God-given.  Be Humble. Fame is man-given. Be grateful. Conceit is self-given. Be careful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Make each day your masterpiece."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you're tired and maybe you didn't do well on your exam or maybe your girlfriend broke up with you, and you're only giving me half today.  I know you're thinking that tomorrow you'll give 150 percent.  But you can't give 150 percent.  You can only give 100 percent. What you leave on the table today, you leave for good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Success is never final; failure is never fatal.  It's courage that counts."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-6204717986115827175?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6204717986115827175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/6204717986115827175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#6204717986115827175' title='Wooden&apos;s Wisdom'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-7283013950307751683</id><published>2010-08-13T09:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T10:04:30.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chipper Jones and my Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/TGVQ258D3oI/AAAAAAAABNw/VCgcZMaxse4/s1600/chipper+jones+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/TGVQ258D3oI/AAAAAAAABNw/VCgcZMaxse4/s320/chipper+jones+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504895023726190210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom loved the Atlanta Braves. She would be thrilled that they are doing so well this season. Her favorite player was Chipper Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is considered the heart of the team and my Mom was definitely the heart of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a switch hitter. It is possible for him to step up to the plate and handle whatever is thrown at him.  My Mom was amazing in much the same way.  No matter what the situation or challenge she seemed to find a way to step up and handle whatever was thrown at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Mom everyday.  Her role in my life is not replaceable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Chipper Jones got hurt and is out for the season.  My Mom would surely be telling us that he too is irreplaceable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom for being amazing.  I too have come to love baseball and have my favorite players.  David Price on the Rays and Jim Thome aka the Thominator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-7283013950307751683?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7283013950307751683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/7283013950307751683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#7283013950307751683' title='Chipper Jones and my Mom'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/TGVQ258D3oI/AAAAAAAABNw/VCgcZMaxse4/s72-c/chipper+jones+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-2788421051885188583</id><published>2010-08-12T20:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:51:00.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only bunnies, bugs and squirrels to keep me company.</title><content type='html'>Today I walked in Seminole Park. As the song says, "sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy" however humidity just wears me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought walking at the park would be cooler but not so much. Even in the shade it was super hot. I was sweating so much at one point it was pouring off me as though I was in a shower. Good way to get rid of toxins but generally yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my only companions on the trail were some rabbits, squirrels and lots of bugs. The standing water was making the bugs especially numerous and happy. Usually, I see turtles, armadillos, raccoons and occasionally alligators and snakes. They may have been smarter than me and instead of being out exercising they were relaxing in their homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful to be back to walking my 10,000 steps a day. I have been doing it in the comfort of the air conditioned malls but prefer the outside and even in today's heat, it was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-2788421051885188583?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2788421051885188583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/2788421051885188583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#2788421051885188583' title='Only bunnies, bugs and squirrels to keep me company.'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3529466.post-8749581457240250320</id><published>2010-07-14T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T17:15:20.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts - Enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQ-wRci8JhU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tQ-wRci8JhU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3529466-8749581457240250320?l=mzdavinci.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8749581457240250320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3529466/posts/default/8749581457240250320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mzdavinci.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#8749581457240250320' title='Happy Thoughts - Enjoy'/><author><name>MzDaVinci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15906343836184493727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dPrOxHpVTVQ/SZ1yekL3XlI/AAAAAAAAA7E/uiyMJrpDpmU/S220/girl.bmp'/></author></entry></feed>
