<?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-4550189750086399701</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:36:01.049-04:00</updated><category term='Think Spring'/><title type='text'>RambliNgs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3161282707178389800</id><published>2010-03-12T18:11:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:23:07.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Antigua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rQ1LB4AHI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9FY4deEqS9Y/s1600-h/Guate+10+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rQ1LB4AHI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9FY4deEqS9Y/s200/Guate+10+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447896311170334834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rQQpa7tgI/AAAAAAAAAaI/PpeLkUVGWTg/s1600-h/Guate+10+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rQQpa7tgI/AAAAAAAAAaI/PpeLkUVGWTg/s200/Guate+10+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447895683673339394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rNAw3BzoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Gb5nWJs5CTw/s1600-h/Guate+10+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rNAw3BzoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/Gb5nWJs5CTw/s200/Guate+10+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447892112257437314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rOLyFxKQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ry-Ewe_pFl0/s1600-h/Guate+10+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Antigua,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rOLyFxKQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ry-Ewe_pFl0/s1600-h/Guate+10+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  the colonial capital  city &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; which was mostly destroyed by an earthquake. Known for its Inglasias (churches) it is rather westernized and tourist filled&lt;br /&gt;Mark and the kids climbed a volcano near here.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rOLyFxKQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ry-Ewe_pFl0/s1600-h/Guate+10+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rOLyFxKQI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ry-Ewe_pFl0/s200/Guate+10+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447893401077885186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rNk4rjw2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CTNuEwpDtBc/s1600-h/Guate+10+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rNk4rjw2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CTNuEwpDtBc/s200/Guate+10+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447892732832105314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rKq-eXNRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/RQJNK--E8Yk/s1600-h/Guate+10+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rKq-eXNRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/RQJNK--E8Yk/s1600-h/Guate+10+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rKq-eXNRI/AAAAAAAAAZg/RQJNK--E8Yk/s1600-h/Guate+10+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3161282707178389800?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3161282707178389800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3161282707178389800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3161282707178389800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3161282707178389800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/03/antigua.html' title='Antigua'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5rQ1LB4AHI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9FY4deEqS9Y/s72-c/Guate+10+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-1183218172668469417</id><published>2010-03-09T19:11:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:36:45.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from Guate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bnQFSEHDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GO5isrVFAiQ/s1600-h/Guate+10+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bnQFSEHDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GO5isrVFAiQ/s200/Guate+10+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446795062833060914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bk_sVMYYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tdYJ9ya7iUY/s1600-h/Guate+10+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bk_sVMYYI/AAAAAAAAAY4/tdYJ9ya7iUY/s200/Guate+10+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446792582234136962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bkkCRvigI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Z6XQ7NGyPWg/s1600-h/Guate+10+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bkkCRvigI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Z6XQ7NGyPWg/s200/Guate+10+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446792107088906754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bl8zYFeKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/sTBHNBwjZYE/s1600-h/Guate+10+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bl8zYFeKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/sTBHNBwjZYE/s200/Guate+10+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446793632097335458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5boQacMppI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HVU3Xw9CXfc/s1600-h/Guate+10+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5boQacMppI/AAAAAAAAAZY/HVU3Xw9CXfc/s200/Guate+10+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446796168024336018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from around Linda's home and neighborhood&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bmdm9nsTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/S6AxavYNRBM/s1600-h/Guate+10+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bmdm9nsTI/AAAAAAAAAZI/S6AxavYNRBM/s200/Guate+10+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446794195700789554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, they have a beautiful back patio with lots of plants. to the left are J. and S. on the roof of the house.&lt;br /&gt;Will post more pictures by location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-1183218172668469417?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/1183218172668469417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=1183218172668469417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/1183218172668469417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/1183218172668469417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/03/photos-from-guate.html' title='Photos from Guate'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5bnQFSEHDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/GO5isrVFAiQ/s72-c/Guate+10+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8978163635060029894</id><published>2010-03-09T12:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T14:39:51.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting back to Normal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5aj0m5Yx4I/AAAAAAAAAYo/8nqhcvFEe9g/s1600-h/Guate+10+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5aj0m5Yx4I/AAAAAAAAAYo/8nqhcvFEe9g/s200/Guate+10+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446720923540965250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5ahIpuUMkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qegKzpV-JRA/s1600-h/Guate+10+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5ahIpuUMkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/qegKzpV-JRA/s200/Guate+10+144.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446717969362334274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mountains everywhere.  The travel up and down and around the hairpin turns was a bit overwhelming for me at times, as I am afraid of heights. But we had a very enjoyable time.  We visited Guatemala City and Antigua, which is the colonial capital city.  Panajachel on Lake Atitlan, and took a boat trip on the lake and visited another small village. Quetzeltenango and Fuentes Georginas which are hot springs near there. A lot to see in a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8978163635060029894?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8978163635060029894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8978163635060029894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8978163635060029894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8978163635060029894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/03/getting-back-to-normal.html' title='Getting back to Normal'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S5aj0m5Yx4I/AAAAAAAAAYo/8nqhcvFEe9g/s72-c/Guate+10+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7653180807946779466</id><published>2010-02-25T19:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T19:45:35.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4cZiD0I1kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/T2CRbDYN4e0/s1600-h/Guate+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4cZiD0I1kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/T2CRbDYN4e0/s200/Guate+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442346747630769730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4cXbg6KQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/KOyczAiL7ek/s1600-h/Guate-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4cXbg6KQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYI/KOyczAiL7ek/s200/Guate-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442344436158317506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Turns out I have to do my self-evaluation for work tonight,  I thought I had more time.   So otherwise I am done with work.   A few last things to gather tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Kris asked how we were going to do as a family together for 6 days. I don't really know, it has been so long since we have really done that, since when the young adults are home they are never  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at home&lt;/span&gt;.  And we will really be together as Linda has a full itinerary planned, lots of time traveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7653180807946779466?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7653180807946779466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7653180807946779466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7653180807946779466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7653180807946779466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/02/almost-ready.html' title='almost ready'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4cZiD0I1kI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/T2CRbDYN4e0/s72-c/Guate+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7144854125593708219</id><published>2010-02-22T16:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T16:46:21.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>organizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4L5RDYoRsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Umc9x3IhNTM/s1600-h/g.uate.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4L5RDYoRsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Umc9x3IhNTM/s200/g.uate.1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441185371178682050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of nights to work before we leave,  so I am trying to get everything organized and ready to go.  I have my suitcase basically packed, but now am weeding out. We will be traveling around a lot on buses, and Linda says we need to pack light.  &lt;br /&gt;She sent us a tentative itinerary,  this is one place we will go.   I   wonder if we will be exhausted when we get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7144854125593708219?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7144854125593708219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7144854125593708219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7144854125593708219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7144854125593708219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/02/organizing.html' title='organizing'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S4L5RDYoRsI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Umc9x3IhNTM/s72-c/g.uate.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-325080819580395887</id><published>2010-02-09T18:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:05:01.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S3H1Mxle0ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KfvrbI5rvbw/s1600-h/g4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S3H1Mxle0ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KfvrbI5rvbw/s200/g4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436395825030680978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S3H1AbOSceI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ie9aXCjhg9s/s1600-h/g1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S3H1AbOSceI/AAAAAAAAAXw/ie9aXCjhg9s/s200/g1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436395612869390818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have done some productive shopping. Have a Jarrad U. coming as a house and pet sitter.  Have been making lots of lists.&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering if I should try to get taxes done so the refund could help pay the bills, but I looked at my calendar today, and it is Not going to happen.  May just try to gather a few things so I can get it done soon after we get back.&lt;br /&gt;These are scenes from Antigua, the old Guatemalan capital, which was moved after being partially destroyed by a volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-325080819580395887?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/325080819580395887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=325080819580395887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/325080819580395887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/325080819580395887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/02/details.html' title='Details'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S3H1Mxle0ZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/KfvrbI5rvbw/s72-c/g4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7127736641876419763</id><published>2010-02-05T22:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:42:33.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>making  progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2zjvUqR_wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/q8kv5chCric/s1600-h/guate+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2zjvUqR_wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/q8kv5chCric/s200/guate+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434969252468752130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2zjpoEdkxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q_m9V_5LxE0/s1600-h/g3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2zjpoEdkxI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Q_m9V_5LxE0/s200/g3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434969154599621394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retail therapy day.&lt;br /&gt;Purchased a number of things Julie and I needed, including a couple of tops to go with the skirts.  New shoes also, Which were on clearance.&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures of a large lake near Guatemala city, which we will visit. There are volcanoes there also.&lt;br /&gt;I need to get another memory card so I can take my own pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7127736641876419763?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7127736641876419763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7127736641876419763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7127736641876419763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7127736641876419763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-progress.html' title='making  progress'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2zjvUqR_wI/AAAAAAAAAXo/q8kv5chCric/s72-c/guate+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3777289696235129095</id><published>2010-01-31T22:17:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:30:34.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>how many days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2nqZp3DXrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/77P7ywvgPck/s1600-h/Guatemala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2nqZp3DXrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/77P7ywvgPck/s200/Guatemala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434132151853604530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2nqCjtVVjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wKPVbRx9Lo0/s1600-h/guate+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2nqCjtVVjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/wKPVbRx9Lo0/s200/guate+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434131755065234994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 3 weeks to get everything together.&lt;br /&gt;Steven's passport came today, so now all the official stuff is in place. These are scenes from Guatemala City, found on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting some plans for clothes together.  Today I took pictures on my phone of some of the skirts I have that I need to find shirts to go with.   I can use these when I shop and not have to bring the skirts with me.  The temps there range from 55 at night to upper seventies in the afternoon, with occasional rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2ZWYtuXe9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/7-uvix6A1FM/s1600-h/guate-+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2ZWYtuXe9I/AAAAAAAAAXA/7-uvix6A1FM/s200/guate-+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433124983060003794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3777289696235129095?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3777289696235129095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3777289696235129095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3777289696235129095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3777289696235129095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-many-days.html' title='how many days'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2nqZp3DXrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/77P7ywvgPck/s72-c/Guatemala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3888203323121954926</id><published>2010-01-31T21:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:27:25.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking about Packing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/gocentralamerica/1/6/1/A/-/-/Gmap.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 171px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/gocentralamerica/1/6/1/A/-/-/Gmap.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Warm weather!&lt;br /&gt;What to wear?  What to pack?&lt;br /&gt;Last week I made reservations for parking , as well as flights from Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to think about everything from footwear to sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;I have decided since I have several lightweight skirts, and few lightweight slacks, that I will plan on mostly skirts.  But I need to make sure I have coordinating tops.    Then there are shoes, must be cool and comfortable for walking.  I need some new ones.  What about luggage, how many usable larges suitcases to we have, or need?  Maybe its time to throw away some of the ones I received for high school graduation while I'm digging in that attic.&lt;br /&gt;So the lists start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/gocentralamerica/1/6/1/A/-/-/Gmap.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3888203323121954926?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3888203323121954926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3888203323121954926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3888203323121954926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3888203323121954926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/thinking-about-packing.html' title='Thinking about Packing'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7411401453349813562</id><published>2010-01-28T22:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:56:57.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Count down to Guate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2JUzC8yerI/AAAAAAAAAWo/h0L9cN5otos/s1600-h/Christmas+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2JUzC8yerI/AAAAAAAAAWo/h0L9cN5otos/s200/Christmas+09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431997336504138418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a bit of a hiatus, I'm back, at least for a while.   My focus for the next few weeks will be the planning for our trip to Guatemala.  Then hopefully some highlights from the trip.&lt;br /&gt;We have traveled very little in the last 25 years, except for  our annual trips to Cedar Campus.  Something about  children and the time, expenses, and other complications they present.     When Mark and I spent time in Mexico 26 years ago, you didn't even need a passport. &lt;br /&gt;Now the passports are here, flight reservations, made and I am thinking through things like wardrobe,  dog-sitters,  and lots of other plans and arrangements to be made. &lt;br /&gt;Today I'm thinking about how much warmer it is down there.  15th parallel sounds a lot better than 43rd, especially tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    by the way, Steven now has no hair, and I have his and Linda's to donate when I find out where. Linda had hers cut before this picture,  for that week everyone had similar length hair, except Mark.  &lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;                      Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7411401453349813562?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7411401453349813562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7411401453349813562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7411401453349813562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7411401453349813562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2010/01/count-down-to-guate.html' title='Count down to Guate'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/S2JUzC8yerI/AAAAAAAAAWo/h0L9cN5otos/s72-c/Christmas+09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3082780205874008513</id><published>2009-10-09T13:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:28:35.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>processing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Ss9xy9pO8tI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R3opNtWpIsg/s1600-h/Fall+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Ss9xy9pO8tI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R3opNtWpIsg/s200/Fall+09+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390652399340679890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen passed away last night. Her decline was surprisingly rapid and I did not expect her to die quiet so soon, so we are still processing.  As per her pre-arrangement there is no funeral or visitation. This still bothers me a little, though at least I was prepared for that.  When Mark's father died we did not know this ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;These are fall crocus, from my neighbors yard.&lt;br /&gt;Bright springlike flowers in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3082780205874008513?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3082780205874008513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3082780205874008513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3082780205874008513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3082780205874008513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/10/processing.html' title='processing'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Ss9xy9pO8tI/AAAAAAAAAWc/R3opNtWpIsg/s72-c/Fall+09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3426777237644959459</id><published>2009-10-07T19:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:59:04.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Ss0offMwu-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/olIjw6-fMuY/s1600-h/Fall+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Ss0offMwu-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/olIjw6-fMuY/s200/Fall+09+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390008850448432098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had plenty of quiet time to process, but still feel a little overwhelmed.   Nine days ago my father had a heart valve replacement and I spent a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very long&lt;/span&gt; and stressful day with my mother in the waiting room.  He had excessive bleeding after surgery and almost went back to OR that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt; He had just stabilized the end of that week when we found out Mark's mother was declining rapidly.  She was diagnosed with cancer in July, which we decided not to treat due to her other health problems.  She has now gone from being restless and confused, to unresponsive. I spent the night in her room the past two nights as she was still trying to get up at times.  Now she is medicated and not even able to swallow. Hospice has been wonderful in making sure she is comfortable and thinking of  many other little things for her comfort. &lt;br /&gt;My father has gradually improved though bleeding problems kept him in the hospital with chest tubes in till today.&lt;br /&gt;Today I am  relaxing with some mindless entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3426777237644959459?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3426777237644959459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3426777237644959459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3426777237644959459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3426777237644959459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Ss0offMwu-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/olIjw6-fMuY/s72-c/Fall+09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-5670952510977639361</id><published>2009-09-11T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T13:54:30.804-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqqOwWQC66I/AAAAAAAAAWM/oeoi8-EueBI/s1600-h/Cedar+09+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqqOwWQC66I/AAAAAAAAAWM/oeoi8-EueBI/s200/Cedar+09+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380269666105224098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago my mother finished transcribing and compiling my grandfather's World War One diary which consists mostly of the time he spent in France and the trip there. That summer she made a copy for each of his 7 children and 13 grandchildren. Included in the booklet were copies of photos he had taken, postcards he purchased, letters he sent home, and related documents like his draft notice and supply list. What a treasure.&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather met another young man from northern Michigan in his company before they departed for France. In his diary he writes about the pledge these two young men made to each other, that if one of them did not return, the other would look after that soldier's family. He also writes about the sister his friend described, and his desire to seek her out after the war. His friend contracted pneumonia in France, and James (my grandfather) helped care for him till they reached a place where he could receive medical attention. But it was to late to save his life. James kept his promise to his friend, and the sister he expressed interest in... she was my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-5670952510977639361?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/5670952510977639361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=5670952510977639361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5670952510977639361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5670952510977639361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/09/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqqOwWQC66I/AAAAAAAAAWM/oeoi8-EueBI/s72-c/Cedar+09+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-5568709799704783056</id><published>2009-09-07T22:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:43:06.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqXCBipfT1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/bKqG8Abf4HQ/s1600-h/june+09+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqXCBipfT1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/bKqG8Abf4HQ/s200/june+09+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378918661700407122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the highschoolers backpacked the Jordon river valley in northern Michigan last month they spent one night on my cousin's property.  That was where my mother grew up, and is now owned by my first cousin Jack.   Jack and I are the same age and were in the same class a year or two in elementary school.  I have 13 first cousins.&lt;br /&gt; At a family get together on that property a few years ago Julie first discovered some cousins, though they are second cousins.  I think she felt she was missing out on something. You see my children have only one first cousin, she is ten years older than Julie and lives in Oklahoma.  Julie has only met her a few times.  My father's extended family has frequent reunions, and Julie has been to many of those, but it seems there are mostly adults there. &lt;br /&gt;So here's to family and the way it enriches our lives&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-5568709799704783056?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/5568709799704783056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=5568709799704783056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5568709799704783056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5568709799704783056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/09/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqXCBipfT1I/AAAAAAAAAV4/bKqG8Abf4HQ/s72-c/june+09+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3557710030798075533</id><published>2009-09-04T22:10:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:22:16.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is summer over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqHJuJKNaqI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZPbgvX7v93s/s1600-h/Cedar+09+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqHJuJKNaqI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZPbgvX7v93s/s200/Cedar+09+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377801224626989730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the weather this week, and looking foreword to more next week when I have a better schedule.  Mosley makes sure we get to enjoy all kinds of weather, walk is his favorite word.   Is summer really over?   This feels like the weather we often have at Cedar,  mild days and cool nights.  So this is the mariners cove lodge at night.&lt;br /&gt;I am not really ready to be back in the school routine,  though a little structure is probably better for me.   &lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the holiday weekend&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3557710030798075533?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3557710030798075533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3557710030798075533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3557710030798075533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3557710030798075533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/09/is-summer-over.html' title='Is summer over?'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SqHJuJKNaqI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ZPbgvX7v93s/s72-c/Cedar+09+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2671558719517129801</id><published>2009-08-27T15:01:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:03:11.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new routines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SpbbDsFjX7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/MdeOfqhph6k/s1600-h/Mosley+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SpbbDsFjX7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/MdeOfqhph6k/s200/Mosley+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374724061733806002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are adjusting to the routine with the dog, now Steven is home. Soon Josh will come.  We are getting a bedroom ready for him. Then Julie will go back to school.   Somehow I am not looking forward to the end of the casual routine, or non-routine.  &lt;br /&gt;The house painting goes on when the weather holds. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if we will have an Indian summer this year, since we had no real summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2671558719517129801?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2671558719517129801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2671558719517129801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2671558719517129801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2671558719517129801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-routines.html' title='new routines'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SpbbDsFjX7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/MdeOfqhph6k/s72-c/Mosley+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6826667319568071466</id><published>2009-08-18T22:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:53:21.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>who will be living at our house?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SotnOBmcYRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qPyIqGxCCEY/s1600-h/june+09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SotnOBmcYRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qPyIqGxCCEY/s200/june+09+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371500471214956818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years the kids have wanted a dog, and I haven't wanted the responsibility.  Over time we have taken in several cats who were unwanted or not allowed in the owners new circumstances.  Now we are down to one cat. and have given in about the dog.  So we will be looking at one later this week. &lt;br /&gt;Steven called recently and inquired if we might be open to having one of his friends stay with us this fall.  Josh is the other food service intern at Cedar this summer and is hoping to attend GRCC culinary school this fall.&lt;br /&gt;This will require a little rearranging, purging etc. &lt;br /&gt;So we will see what the next few weeks bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6826667319568071466?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6826667319568071466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6826667319568071466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6826667319568071466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6826667319568071466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-will-be-living-at-our-house.html' title='who will be living at our house?'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SotnOBmcYRI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/qPyIqGxCCEY/s72-c/june+09+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4486132695609497403</id><published>2009-08-12T22:58:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:16:12.884-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet summer days (daze)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SoOCzWEexHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/F9CPLJE2P7I/s1600-h/Cedar+09+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SoOCzWEexHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/F9CPLJE2P7I/s200/Cedar+09+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369278999365076082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as we say at work "boring is good." &lt;br /&gt;Life just keeps rolling along.  Mark is getting much of the house painted.   Work has been a little slow lately.  Cars need repair.  Julie thinks we should get a dog, and I think she has convinced us... if we can find the right one.&lt;br /&gt;Today I sorted through quarters and found most of the ones needed for everyone's 50 state collection.  but there is no spot for the DC quarter.&lt;br /&gt;Steven will be home in a couple of weeks. and then school will start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4486132695609497403?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4486132695609497403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4486132695609497403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4486132695609497403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4486132695609497403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/08/quiet-summer-days-daze.html' title='quiet summer days (daze)'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SoOCzWEexHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/F9CPLJE2P7I/s72-c/Cedar+09+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-596264177008765248</id><published>2009-07-31T20:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:18:50.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Swans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SnOHLe0Bl4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/t5fY-Xvoe6g/s1600-h/Cedar+09+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364780212447975298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SnOHLe0Bl4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/t5fY-Xvoe6g/s200/Cedar+09+039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ducks, geese, and cormorants and of course seagulls are all common at cedar campus, but not swans. These were looking for a handout, and left when there was none offered. but they did briefly explore the beach. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking foreword to the return of the mexico mission team saturday evening, and to hear their stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-596264177008765248?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/596264177008765248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=596264177008765248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/596264177008765248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/596264177008765248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/07/swans.html' title='Swans'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SnOHLe0Bl4I/AAAAAAAAAUY/t5fY-Xvoe6g/s72-c/Cedar+09+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6330836091789283457</id><published>2009-07-27T14:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:33:03.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrub brush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sm3za_ONeWI/AAAAAAAAAUI/alRNWPwn1h0/s1600-h/Cedar+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363210376241314146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sm3za_ONeWI/AAAAAAAAAUI/alRNWPwn1h0/s200/Cedar+09+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little glade at cedar campus has a magical or fairylike appearance. The plants covering the forest floor are feathery looking, but the naturalist told me they are called scrub brush, and indian women used them to clean pots and dishes. They are not parti&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sm3-WaVpRmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-6RYBPYNOuY/s1600-h/Cedar+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363222392248813154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sm3-WaVpRmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/-6RYBPYNOuY/s200/Cedar+09+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cularly scratchy feeling to walk through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a medow nearby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some of many lovely restful places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6330836091789283457?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6330836091789283457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6330836091789283457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6330836091789283457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6330836091789283457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/07/scrub-brush.html' title='Scrub brush'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sm3za_ONeWI/AAAAAAAAAUI/alRNWPwn1h0/s72-c/Cedar+09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-725579208417625405</id><published>2009-07-23T00:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:20:21.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, Cedar Campus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SmfhjiQ5CdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HqtIvP1TKcQ/s1600-h/Cedar+09+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361501882017188306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SmfhjiQ5CdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HqtIvP1TKcQ/s200/Cedar+09+131.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another home&lt;br /&gt;a second family&lt;br /&gt;a place to be refreshed,&lt;br /&gt;to relax and recharge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are greeted by Steven, who carries our luggage, then cooks our food.&lt;br /&gt;Many friends with whom  we can pick up right where we left off last year.&lt;br /&gt;The stories of travels, kids growing up, adventures, aging parents, and all the routine activities of families.&lt;br /&gt;Nature&lt;br /&gt;Relaxation&lt;br /&gt;and great teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality, work, bills, and preparing for the youth trip to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-725579208417625405?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/725579208417625405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=725579208417625405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/725579208417625405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/725579208417625405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah-cedar-campus.html' title='Ah, Cedar Campus'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SmfhjiQ5CdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/HqtIvP1TKcQ/s72-c/Cedar+09+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6069562938560868015</id><published>2009-07-10T16:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T16:36:48.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SlelOynHX9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/78Uh1qXDaBk/s1600-h/100_1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356931955303079890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SlelOynHX9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/78Uh1qXDaBk/s200/100_1575.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cedar is a good place for books, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;socializing,&lt;/span&gt; recreation, outdoor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;activities, and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   The pleasant trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   the silver rippling water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   the flowers and clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   the undimmed sunlit sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   and bread by Thee, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Our gracious Father given&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   we thankful take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   from Thy so rich supply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                      Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6069562938560868015?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6069562938560868015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6069562938560868015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6069562938560868015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6069562938560868015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/07/cedar-grace.html' title='Cedar Grace'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SlelOynHX9I/AAAAAAAAAT4/78Uh1qXDaBk/s72-c/100_1575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3398868471842219411</id><published>2009-07-07T08:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:46:13.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>busy times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SlNBh8MGEFI/AAAAAAAAATw/-vonCstp5Lo/s1600-h/100_1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355696433221996626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SlNBh8MGEFI/AAAAAAAAATw/-vonCstp5Lo/s200/100_1549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looks restful doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt; I'm SO ready for Cedar right now!   So much to do before then, including getting some things settled with  Mark's mothers situation.   Some changes there you will here more about later.  Then there is work and all the other mundane things to accomplish.  Our garden  and flowers and sunshine add cheer in the midst of everything.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3398868471842219411?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3398868471842219411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3398868471842219411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3398868471842219411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3398868471842219411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-times.html' title='busy times'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SlNBh8MGEFI/AAAAAAAAATw/-vonCstp5Lo/s72-c/100_1549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6437846347287534393</id><published>2009-07-03T17:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:03:40.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sk55A5YE-tI/AAAAAAAAATM/QwUSwA0cVfw/s1600-h/june+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354350063298869970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sk55A5YE-tI/AAAAAAAAATM/QwUSwA0cVfw/s200/june+09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sk54oRUsapI/AAAAAAAAATE/zBFnm8vjsvc/s1600-h/june+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354349640230398610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sk54oRUsapI/AAAAAAAAATE/zBFnm8vjsvc/s200/june+09+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is July already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For us that means our Cedar Campus vacation is coming soon.   I have just about finished straightening up some of the things the young adults left behind.   Have been thankful for the cool weather this week, to get things done.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now work, one afternoon at arts camp, some shopping, and we will be off to cedar next weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The flower on the left is the hollyhock, our mystery plant.  It is only attractive in a close-up, and will soon be cut down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 4th Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6437846347287534393?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6437846347287534393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6437846347287534393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6437846347287534393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6437846347287534393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/07/july.html' title='July'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sk55A5YE-tI/AAAAAAAAATM/QwUSwA0cVfw/s72-c/june+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2287104159071669255</id><published>2009-06-25T12:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:04:03.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet around here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SkPVBBgkQAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6c1E7TwbyPE/s1600-h/june+09+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351354995807895554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SkPVBBgkQAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6c1E7TwbyPE/s200/june+09+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week just Mark and I have been here. Julie is at camp, Linda in Guatemala, and Steven at Cedar Campus.   Very quiet household, and less laundry and dishes. Julie will be back tomorrow, and we will then start getting into the swing of summer. Between work and the heat I haven't accomplished anything this week even with the quiet. Mark has been working hard around the house, the heat doesn't wilt him much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my flowers in the front yard.  Mark just put mulch around the perennials on top after hoeing up all the weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda is settling in, and started teaching Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2287104159071669255?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2287104159071669255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2287104159071669255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2287104159071669255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2287104159071669255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/06/quiet-around-here.html' title='quiet around here'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SkPVBBgkQAI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6c1E7TwbyPE/s72-c/june+09+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2062835405766304297</id><published>2009-06-17T10:41:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:15:48.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SjkBLlKFerI/AAAAAAAAASk/T5ZvA9W8j8k/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348307330943777458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SjkBLlKFerI/AAAAAAAAASk/T5ZvA9W8j8k/s200/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know anything about what Guatemala City looks like. From looking at terrain on google earth, I imagine the surrounding area might look a bit like this. So this week L.M. is trying to decide what to take and what to buy before she leaves. Wonder what we will be shipping next month? I am looking forward to seeing her pictures and hearing the stories once she gets there. Now I have quite a list of blogs to follow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shalom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2062835405766304297?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2062835405766304297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2062835405766304297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2062835405766304297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2062835405766304297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-adventures.html' title='New Adventures'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SjkBLlKFerI/AAAAAAAAASk/T5ZvA9W8j8k/s72-c/36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-276621775503870097</id><published>2009-06-12T11:45:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:56:40.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stability</title><content type='html'>Do you know What this is? It has been hiding in my closet for 31 years, and I've never worn it.&lt;br /&gt;Thirty one years ago today I started my career as an RN at Blodgett &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SjJ4jF1WtJI/AAAAAAAAASc/ytXgky0oO5k/s1600-h/june+09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346468251898918034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SjJ4jF1WtJI/AAAAAAAAASc/ytXgky0oO5k/s200/june+09+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hospital. I never wore a nursing cap after my student days because I've always worked in pediatrics where we wore colorful tops and no caps.&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be a person who values stability.  Mark and I have been married for almost 28 years. Spectrum Health (Blodgett/HDVCH) has been my employer for 31 years.  I have lived in this house  for 21 years, and the apartment before that for eleven. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of change, but I do like familiar things.  Or maybe moving , changing jobs, etc. is more work than I want to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-276621775503870097?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/276621775503870097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=276621775503870097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/276621775503870097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/276621775503870097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/06/stability.html' title='Stability'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SjJ4jF1WtJI/AAAAAAAAASc/ytXgky0oO5k/s72-c/june+09+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7344482485078958092</id><published>2009-06-09T08:37:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T08:49:58.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Si5Zoj97vJI/AAAAAAAAASU/R86HCrw28Dk/s1600-h/GR+spring+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345308361120005266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Si5Zoj97vJI/AAAAAAAAASU/R86HCrw28Dk/s200/GR+spring+026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not us, just Linda. She has accepted a job in Guatemala, and bought a plane ticket to leave in 12 days. They want her to start before the end of June. I knew this was coming, but figured it would be in the late summer, not right now. So now she is very busy getting together what she will take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They grow up we pray for them and let them go, then keep praying for them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7344482485078958092?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7344482485078958092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7344482485078958092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7344482485078958092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7344482485078958092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-away.html' title='Moving away'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Si5Zoj97vJI/AAAAAAAAASU/R86HCrw28Dk/s72-c/GR+spring+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-9130981641282886143</id><published>2009-06-03T16:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:13:57.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SiblUSr4UmI/AAAAAAAAASM/vveeJV8KtJw/s1600-h/Spring+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343210144697700962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SiblUSr4UmI/AAAAAAAAASM/vveeJV8KtJw/s200/Spring+09+002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SibknpLKGDI/AAAAAAAAASE/tRwkoFt5Ipc/s1600-h/Spring+09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343209377640355890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SibknpLKGDI/AAAAAAAAASE/tRwkoFt5Ipc/s320/Spring+09+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The foxgloves and phlox are almost gone and the peonies are in full bloom. The vegetable plants are in the ground, and the storage shed Mark is working on now has a floor and walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is Julie's last day of school, and we are looking foreword to festival this weekend, as well as the elders &amp;amp; wives retreat.  We need to squeeze in festival fun and food around the retreat. So summer really has begun.&lt;br /&gt;The mystery plant from last year has reappeared (see top left).  It has now been identified as a hollyhock.   More pictures coming as it blooms.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-9130981641282886143?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/9130981641282886143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=9130981641282886143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/9130981641282886143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/9130981641282886143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-begins.html' title='Summer begins'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SiblUSr4UmI/AAAAAAAAASM/vveeJV8KtJw/s72-c/Spring+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7889473852100303976</id><published>2009-05-25T22:11:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:05:13.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Shtbprt0HmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KvxyFMiw588/s1600-h/Amway+Fireworks+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339962554845503074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Shtbprt0HmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KvxyFMiw588/s320/Amway+Fireworks+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ShtVyd3XUFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R-asZlZMHz8/s1600-h/Amway+Fireworks+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956108676517970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ShtVyd3XUFI/AAAAAAAAAR0/R-asZlZMHz8/s320/Amway+Fireworks+016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ShtQULJQpbI/AAAAAAAAARk/zWJ6IzaUHHM/s1600-h/Amway+Fireworks+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The holiday weekend is over. We did have grilled burgers, etc. Enjoyed the lovely weekend with 5 days offbut did not do to much else to mark the occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know when the GR parade was, and might not have attended anyway, but feel that memorial day should be honored somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday evening Julie and I watched the Amway fireworks from canal street park, and I played with taking fireworks photos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7889473852100303976?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7889473852100303976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7889473852100303976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7889473852100303976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7889473852100303976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Shtbprt0HmI/AAAAAAAAAR8/KvxyFMiw588/s72-c/Amway+Fireworks+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-5224910829966033645</id><published>2009-05-19T18:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:04:34.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ShM73dX2u6I/AAAAAAAAARc/LuYklGgYNjo/s1600-h/GR+spring+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337675807327697826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ShM73dX2u6I/AAAAAAAAARc/LuYklGgYNjo/s320/GR+spring+040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the day the Lord has made.&lt;br /&gt;Let us rejoice and be glad in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it is easy to rejoice in the beautiful day the Lord gave us.&lt;br /&gt;A cloudless blue sky, the maple seeds helicoptering down in the breeze.&lt;br /&gt;The heads of the baby birds popping up from the nest on the neighbor's rain gutter.&lt;br /&gt;More flowers and flowering trees popping out everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;A quiet afternoon to walk about the neighborhood and enjoy it all.&lt;br /&gt;So many things to be thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-5224910829966033645?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/5224910829966033645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=5224910829966033645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5224910829966033645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5224910829966033645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/05/blue-sky.html' title='Blue sky'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ShM73dX2u6I/AAAAAAAAARc/LuYklGgYNjo/s72-c/GR+spring+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-9197907382837278716</id><published>2009-05-07T18:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:51:28.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime</title><content type='html'>I'm into springtime activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday I attended MSU secondary education internship convocation. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SgNeppQd-9I/AAAAAAAAARM/J0bsD7m-Cek/s1600-h/Spring+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333210453279374290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SgNeppQd-9I/AAAAAAAAARM/J0bsD7m-Cek/s320/Spring+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or as Linda says " graduation part 2".&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I bought 6 flats of annuals for my flower garden, and planted them this week. Yes I believe the frost danger is over, especially for my raised beds in the city.&lt;br /&gt;I've been enjoying all the beautifull, abundently full flowering trees as I walk or drive around town.&lt;br /&gt;Today Julie is having her 16th birthday party, in a park. We hope the weather is dry. Today I need to shop for the picinic type food she requested.&lt;br /&gt;Mark is putting up a new porch railing, after tearing off the old decrpit one last fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you all are able to enjoy the lovely spring weather&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-9197907382837278716?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/9197907382837278716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=9197907382837278716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/9197907382837278716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/9197907382837278716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/05/springtime.html' title='Springtime'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SgNeppQd-9I/AAAAAAAAARM/J0bsD7m-Cek/s72-c/Spring+09+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2430006015238398313</id><published>2009-04-25T01:54:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T02:24:32.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Purging things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SfKnLFOB1II/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VbWiyH9QTTI/s1600-h/Spring+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328505117954135170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SfKnLFOB1II/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VbWiyH9QTTI/s320/Spring+09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been working on the constant task of sorting and clearing out things in our household.  Mark has been working on the basement, and I sorted &lt;em&gt;some &lt;/em&gt;of my books.   I also gave away a couple of wedding gifts that have been in boxes on shelves for nearly 28 years.  Sentimentality aside, if we hadn't used them in all these years. why keep them?  One was a deviled egg plate, and I hate deviled eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the items went to church for the "clothing exchange"   I brought no clothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving the warm SPRING weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2430006015238398313?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2430006015238398313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2430006015238398313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2430006015238398313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2430006015238398313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/04/purging-things.html' title='Purging things'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SfKnLFOB1II/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VbWiyH9QTTI/s72-c/Spring+09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6044111620393353945</id><published>2009-04-03T23:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T03:26:12.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SdbUUMyHYFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EtLFQPgYMK8/s1600-h/Spring+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320673453278715986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SdbUUMyHYFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EtLFQPgYMK8/s200/Spring+09+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring break begins with a little sunshine, along with the cold weather. We will be here for the predicted snow over the weekend. I am working all weekend, and disappointed about missing the basketball games Saturday and Monday nights. Julie's big activity for the week is taking segment II of driver's ed. Perhaps we can get a little shopping adventure in late in the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I hope to have a special spring break trip. Linda is planning to find a job teaching English in Central America next year, so I am saving up so we can go to visit her next April wherever she is. That will be something to look forward to, especially after we find out where she is going to be, and even more after she leaves next fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a meaningful Holy Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6044111620393353945?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6044111620393353945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6044111620393353945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6044111620393353945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6044111620393353945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SdbUUMyHYFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EtLFQPgYMK8/s72-c/Spring+09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4996315035593609692</id><published>2009-03-07T15:31:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T20:46:25.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The  right place to be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sc1rvvLkGoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xQuqOw_r3mQ/s1600-h/Spring+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318025202857417346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sc1rvvLkGoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xQuqOw_r3mQ/s200/Spring+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard people say it before, and never thought a lot about it. Recently I heard a parent of a child I was caring for express to a relative that though their child was very ill, he was in the the right place to receive the care he needed.   It really is true, no-where else in the area can a very sick child get the care they get  right here at HDVCH.  That is why we get children from all over the western half of the state and even the U.P.  Though we are in the midst of a very busy time, we still have so many people dedicated to giving excellent care.  I am proud to be part of it!  Is that why I am going in for an extra shift tonight?  Really it is for the sake of my co-workers and patients. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The photo is the new Helen DeVos Children's Hospital,  under construction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you have a great weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4996315035593609692?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4996315035593609692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4996315035593609692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4996315035593609692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4996315035593609692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/03/right-place-to-be.html' title='The  right place to be.'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/Sc1rvvLkGoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/xQuqOw_r3mQ/s72-c/Spring+09+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-472062503332637088</id><published>2009-03-02T22:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T23:15:11.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Have been thinking a lot about water. We have used more than our share of it today. Laundry by the bushel,  and major cleaning in the kitchen.  Besides the usual dishwasher, showers. etc.  How many gallons did we use?   It just comes out of the faucet, we don't have to haul it or worry about it's purity, just pay a little for it.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as the stock market falls, and the unemployment application goes in, we still get to enjoy the modern conveniences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308805031424285074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SayqDH_Z2ZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ul6XANq8wAs/s200/Big+Wave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There should be sunshine tomorrow, even if it is cold.  So I will enjoy that, not beaches or waves.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-472062503332637088?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/472062503332637088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=472062503332637088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/472062503332637088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/472062503332637088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/03/water.html' title='Water'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SayqDH_Z2ZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ul6XANq8wAs/s72-c/Big+Wave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6384184027513272328</id><published>2009-02-22T15:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:12:13.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SabZ2Bkmq1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/0hcF8boKuSA/s1600-h/Feb+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307168733060836178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SabZ2Bkmq1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/0hcF8boKuSA/s200/Feb+09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's that time of the year.   The tax man cometh, or giveth back as the case may be.  I finished my federal and state returns. I have two city forms yet to do, Walker and GR. And I have Helen's taxes to do. Getting the info organized is the worst part. I think I'd rather do it myself, vs having to get the paperwork organized for someone else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now after accomplishing this much I reward myself with diversion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6384184027513272328?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6384184027513272328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6384184027513272328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6384184027513272328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6384184027513272328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/02/taxes.html' title='Taxes'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SabZ2Bkmq1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/0hcF8boKuSA/s72-c/Feb+09+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8850422930837120560</id><published>2009-02-20T14:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:12:26.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in the Box?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZ8AgsGvQ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/HmzFottjswM/s1600-h/Feb+09+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304959447660970994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZ8AgsGvQ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/HmzFottjswM/s200/Feb+09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark has been cleaning the basement. Yesterday he found two boxes I need to explore more completely. We know that one contains high school yearbooks and other memorabilia. The other box includes notes from nursing school. In one we found an envelope of the cards we received when Linda was born, as well as the church bulletin when she was baptized. That is just the surface view, I wonder what I will find as I sort through and toss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8850422930837120560?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8850422930837120560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8850422930837120560' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8850422930837120560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8850422930837120560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-in-box_20.html' title='What&apos;s in the Box?'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZ8AgsGvQ_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/HmzFottjswM/s72-c/Feb+09+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6061348517056280708</id><published>2009-02-18T13:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:50:25.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February Winding Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZxVyPzOgAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/s6fbyGGU1bc/s1600-h/Feb+09+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304208782858813442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZxVyPzOgAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/s6fbyGGU1bc/s200/Feb+09+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard it called the longest short month of the year, but this February wasn't as cold or gray as usual, &lt;em&gt;so far.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am finally over what had to be influenza. I've never had it before, and did get my flu shot.  No dwelling on the symptoms, jut glad to be better.  Tonight I am back to work, and ready for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got pretty bulb flowers for Valentines day, looking foreword to more flowers from them for years to come.  That seems a good valentines theme, beautiful things that will last for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6061348517056280708?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6061348517056280708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6061348517056280708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6061348517056280708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6061348517056280708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-winding-down.html' title='February Winding Down'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZxVyPzOgAI/AAAAAAAAAO4/s6fbyGGU1bc/s72-c/Feb+09+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-591042653950027539</id><published>2009-02-13T00:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:34:31.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZUCsJqAvNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U9MNPvTsjtQ/s1600-h/Feb+09+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302147093828254930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZUCsJqAvNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U9MNPvTsjtQ/s200/Feb+09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very tired&lt;br /&gt;When I knew I would be working more I didn't know it would happen quite this fast.   After nearly a year of being a bit slow, work is suddenly very busy.  It many or may not last for a while, so I picked up extra hours this week and next.  As a result of my schedule early this week I completely missed the beautiful day tuesday.  Actually I sort of noticed as I walked across Michigan street at noon, after working 17 hours.   Oh well, spring is coming, and  more bright days also.  The days are getting longer, and the deep freeze  is gone, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-591042653950027539?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/591042653950027539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=591042653950027539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/591042653950027539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/591042653950027539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/02/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SZUCsJqAvNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/U9MNPvTsjtQ/s72-c/Feb+09+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8247756271036556647</id><published>2009-02-07T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:31:33.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February Thaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SY5P7ktEoaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GB0VLB0d4TU/s1600-h/Feb+09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300261696345252258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SY5P7ktEoaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GB0VLB0d4TU/s200/Feb+09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SY5OJKyCKMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8T2QQzIoOY0/s1600-h/Feb+09+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300259730881652930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SY5OJKyCKMI/AAAAAAAAAOM/8T2QQzIoOY0/s200/Feb+09+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The piles of snow are melting, and the phlox are peaking out next to the front steps. An enjoyable day for walking outside, and taking pictures. In the picture upper left there is a plane.  Today we are not thinking of getting away from the cold.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next week we begin adjusting to Mark being home full time,  he was just laid off.  They say it is for a couple of weeks, but we will see.  So I may be working a little more.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you all enjoy this warm and sunny weather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shalom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8247756271036556647?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8247756271036556647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8247756271036556647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8247756271036556647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8247756271036556647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-thaw.html' title='February Thaw'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SY5P7ktEoaI/AAAAAAAAAOU/GB0VLB0d4TU/s72-c/Feb+09+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6750410685895979823</id><published>2009-02-05T11:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:46:17.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling up my sleeves</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SYsTKiLXlDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JAcXTN9lfE8/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299350458225628210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SYsTKiLXlDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JAcXTN9lfE8/s200/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night I unexpectedly got eight hours of my shift off, we had more staff on than we needed. Last week I got an entire 12hr night off for the same reason. That was  particularly good timing as I had some financial paperwork that needed to be done by the end of January.&lt;br /&gt;Today, instead of sleeping, I am getting some non-routine cleaning done.&lt;br /&gt;The spills in my oven are gone, and hopefully by the end of the day, the spots on an upholstered chair will be also. Even with the tasks, I always see these unexpected days as a special treat. I haven't decided yet how I will treat myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6750410685895979823?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6750410685895979823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6750410685895979823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6750410685895979823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6750410685895979823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/02/rolling-up-my-sleeves.html' title='Rolling up my sleeves'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SYsTKiLXlDI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JAcXTN9lfE8/s72-c/Picture+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6296223135226361409</id><published>2009-01-31T15:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:27:29.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SYSxcLIlYdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mAcQstTRXC4/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297554159277793746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SYSxcLIlYdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mAcQstTRXC4/s200/Winter+08-09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is that strange bright glowing thing in the sky?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually we have had a bit of sun this week, but as I look out this afternoon the sky is a cloudless sheet of bright blue.&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I am&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;excited to see the sunshine.  It makes the cold and snow a lot more bearable.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy SUNDAY to everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6296223135226361409?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6296223135226361409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6296223135226361409' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6296223135226361409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6296223135226361409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine!'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SYSxcLIlYdI/AAAAAAAAAN8/mAcQstTRXC4/s72-c/Winter+08-09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2830686764389681356</id><published>2009-01-27T21:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:23:59.785-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think Spring'/><title type='text'>Think Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_IpzfINKI/AAAAAAAAANc/4AzlaLl8_5U/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296172307331953826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_IpzfINKI/AAAAAAAAANc/4AzlaLl8_5U/s200/Winter+08-09+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296172525517819602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s200/Winter+08-09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296172980617292146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_JQ_q3KXI/AAAAAAAAANs/RX0XuGlg3IY/s200/Winter+08-09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to not complain about the weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lately it just seems I have to push myself to leave the house unless it is necessary.  I know it is way too early to think spring will come soon.   I have been hibernating lately with my books, and not accomplishing much.     So now is the time to think positive, get moving and get things done, even if the weather is gray.   &lt;div&gt;Hope you all are surviving the cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_I2gSsTtI/AAAAAAAAANk/7a3PwqlvKsU/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2830686764389681356?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2830686764389681356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2830686764389681356' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2830686764389681356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2830686764389681356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/01/think-spring.html' title='Think Spring'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SX_IpzfINKI/AAAAAAAAANc/4AzlaLl8_5U/s72-c/Winter+08-09+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4932296086573250719</id><published>2009-01-20T22:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:35:18.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SXaT04pC-FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zdbEhAVQgfY/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293580948787624018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SXaT04pC-FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zdbEhAVQgfY/s200/Winter+08-09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls were recently talking about their middle names, and why the have some of the most common ones around ( J. Ann and L. Marie). After working in pediatrics and newborn nurseries for many years, I have lots of opinions on names. I usually don't like "trendy' ones, and dislike made up names. I feel sorry for children who's parents get a little too creative with spelling, leading to mispronunciation or other confusion. Then for our family there is another factor; our twelve letter, four syllable last name. So that is why my children have rather simple and ordinary names. But whatever the name, it's what's inside that counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;the girls were hiding behind their hair too avoid having their pictures taken. I think L.M. is on the left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shalom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4932296086573250719?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4932296086573250719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4932296086573250719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4932296086573250719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4932296086573250719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/01/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SXaT04pC-FI/AAAAAAAAAMU/zdbEhAVQgfY/s72-c/Winter+08-09+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2984872874095078161</id><published>2009-01-18T18:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:05:32.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SXPC34KZXfI/AAAAAAAAAME/bPD65k9pe6w/s1600-h/Winter+08-09+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292788252315049458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SXPC34KZXfI/AAAAAAAAAME/bPD65k9pe6w/s200/Winter+08-09+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't remember ever hearing so many people talk about being sick of winter &lt;em&gt;so early&lt;/em&gt; in the season.   It seemed to hit early and hard this year.    The bad roads can be frightening.  I have discovered, with my small car I often can not see over or around the snow piles.  Today we are not supposed to get any significant snow, a good day to get out.    I am longing for a bit of a thaw soon to get the driveway and sidewalk,  and maybe even the roads clearer.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wishing you all safety on all you excursions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shalom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2984872874095078161?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2984872874095078161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2984872874095078161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2984872874095078161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2984872874095078161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter.html' title='WINTER !!'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SXPC34KZXfI/AAAAAAAAAME/bPD65k9pe6w/s72-c/Winter+08-09+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6428316956908637379</id><published>2009-01-09T09:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T08:40:07.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite Sized Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SWdmR5GbpJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/3ttjnzArTiY/s1600-h/08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289308744941544594" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SWdmR5GbpJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/3ttjnzArTiY/s200/08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy New Year Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of the year has been busy, but now I have some time off.&lt;br /&gt;I usually take time off in mid January. I plan a little "me time" as well as getting caught up on things prior to our busy season at work. One danger I always face is trying to accomplish too much, and then feeling depressed over not living up to my own expectations. So this year I really plan to take one day at a time and take my expectations in "bite sized pieces." As long as I get one thing done each day, I will be content. I plan to include a few social outings, Lunch anyone? or How about coffee, or a movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6428316956908637379?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6428316956908637379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6428316956908637379' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6428316956908637379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6428316956908637379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2009/01/bite-sized-pieces.html' title='Bite Sized Pieces'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SWdmR5GbpJI/AAAAAAAAAL8/3ttjnzArTiY/s72-c/08+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-141699425541550302</id><published>2008-12-23T14:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:42:58.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SVE9IpfCiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-hMWAltjC5g/s1600-h/08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283071056666594018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SVE9IpfCiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-hMWAltjC5g/s200/08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow , snow, snow. I used to think I liked snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now I'm very tired of it. Beautiful to watch, but so annoying when the plow piles it in our driveway. and then there is all the shoveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I work tonight (Tuesday). Wednesday is Linda's birthday,  we usually go out for lunch or dinner.  I work Christmas night.  We get together with my parents and brother Sunday afternoon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to see some of you at the Christmas Eve service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-141699425541550302?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/141699425541550302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=141699425541550302' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/141699425541550302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/141699425541550302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SVE9IpfCiuI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-hMWAltjC5g/s72-c/08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2278499215591471800</id><published>2008-12-18T11:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:43:14.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SUp7wKnXUGI/AAAAAAAAALs/etcGrU5SJ1M/s1600-h/08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281169580458725474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SUp7wKnXUGI/AAAAAAAAALs/etcGrU5SJ1M/s200/08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been saddened by some things lately. I've been called a pollyanna at times, and have a hard time coming to terms with this fallen world. So my song for today is Charles Wesley's &lt;em&gt;Come Thou Long Expected Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Thine own eternal Spirit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rule in all our hearts alone;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Thine all-sufficient merit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raise us to Thy glorious throne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Shalom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2278499215591471800?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2278499215591471800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2278499215591471800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2278499215591471800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2278499215591471800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-saddened-by-some-things-lately.html' title='fallen world'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SUp7wKnXUGI/AAAAAAAAALs/etcGrU5SJ1M/s72-c/08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4614766145604346879</id><published>2008-12-15T13:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:03:03.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SUalyVbvBgI/AAAAAAAAALk/FanLv61ZWmo/s1600-h/Nutcrackers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280089897304000002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SUalyVbvBgI/AAAAAAAAALk/FanLv61ZWmo/s200/Nutcrackers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday afternoon our entire family went to a G.R. Ballet production of the Nutcracker.   Mark and the kids had attended several times when Steven had a middle school friend who performed in it, but I always seemed to be working.  I had various thoughts as we went in with many other  family groups, mostly with young children. How many more opportunities like this will we have?  Where will the young adults scatter in the next few years?  So we enjoyed the ballet, but to me it was a bittersweet time.   A reminder to treasure the time we have with family, especially at this special season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you all a  joyful holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4614766145604346879?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4614766145604346879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4614766145604346879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4614766145604346879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4614766145604346879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-outing.html' title='Family Outing'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SUalyVbvBgI/AAAAAAAAALk/FanLv61ZWmo/s72-c/Nutcrackers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8176196645232302651</id><published>2008-12-10T11:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:24:23.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Back in October I was thinking about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the garden&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and the way the Lord meant things to be.  This week I have been thinking about &lt;em&gt;paid employment.&lt;/em&gt;   Not a day goes &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ST_0_if-1GI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCPevAriuqM/s1600-h/Autumn+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278206660731393122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ST_0_if-1GI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCPevAriuqM/s200/Autumn+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;by without hearing on the news about layoffs, plant closings, business bankruptcies, and so on.&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt; I have always been thankful for my nursing career and the flexibility and security of my job.  I haven't heard of any friends or relatives losing jobs lately, but in this economy it wouldn't surprise me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am always sad to hear about job loses right before the holidays,  and wonder about the effect an  families at Christmas.   Perhaps this year we will be more aware of the  &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true&lt;/strong&gt; meaning &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;of Christmas, &lt;/em&gt; instead of the material aspects. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the congregational meeting is tonight I think about what the Church, and we as Christians, can do to help those around us celebrate Christmas appropriately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminder:  This is the season for lamp oil--Keep it Away from Children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ST_0_if-1GI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCPevAriuqM/s1600-h/Autumn+08+003.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/4550189750086399701-8176196645232302651?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8176196645232302651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8176196645232302651' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8176196645232302651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8176196645232302651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/12/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/ST_0_if-1GI/AAAAAAAAALc/HCPevAriuqM/s72-c/Autumn+08+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4716252856697811746</id><published>2008-11-22T10:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:01:08.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SSgq8WmMgFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_Y-5QIlgFb8/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271510580183466066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SSgq8WmMgFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_Y-5QIlgFb8/s200/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I have been thinking about 4 infants, all born with severe problems. Two of these I have taken care of and two others I know about, including Canaan Michael. Only one baby had a really good outcome from a human perspective.  On a lighter note Macy's parents are prising God for a truly miraculous recovery with the help of modern medicine.  Sandy (from Cedar campus) and Terry can also thank the Lord and modern medicine for their health. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I continue to pray for these families, and count my blessings, I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4716252856697811746?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4716252856697811746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4716252856697811746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4716252856697811746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4716252856697811746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/11/precious-lives.html' title='Precious Lives'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SSgq8WmMgFI/AAAAAAAAAK8/_Y-5QIlgFb8/s72-c/IMG_0111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7536911427888545014</id><published>2008-11-07T13:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:48:32.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get back to normal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SRSJH4k7qjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-KR2jKTtE60/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265984632842332722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SRSJH4k7qjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-KR2jKTtE60/s200/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What is normal?&lt;br /&gt;In the last week we have experienced time change, the end of the election season, and record breaking warm temperatures.  Besides that I've gone on a shopping bus trip, and gotten new glasses.  I like variety more than routine, and I love the great weather, but I am beginning to wonder what routine or normal might be like.  Next week I plan to wallpaper my upstairs bathroom, only one wall, but I've never done wallpapering before.  Just one of a few small home improvement projects around here.  &lt;br /&gt;I am certainly glad the political adds are over!  I wonder how the economy will shake out now that the election is settled?&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7536911427888545014?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7536911427888545014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7536911427888545014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7536911427888545014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7536911427888545014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-back-to-normal.html' title='Get back to normal?'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SRSJH4k7qjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-KR2jKTtE60/s72-c/IMG_0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-5843001178940733897</id><published>2008-11-03T01:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T02:21:29.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paperwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SQ6flgHSGUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hIf0W2SWMvg/s1600-h/Autumn+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264320481067145538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SQ6flgHSGUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hIf0W2SWMvg/s200/Autumn+08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Our buffet, as well as other surfaces, serve as a place to catch papers.   Fliers and notices from work, school, and church, coupons, voters guides, newsletters,  random pieces of mail, and the church newsletter update.   All  of these papers were present on various horizontal surfaces in our house this afternoon.  Tonight I am trying to organize some of the clutter,  as well as deal with bills. Then I will get together paperwork for medical savings reimbursement.   I can think of&lt;strong&gt; dozens&lt;/strong&gt; of things I would rather do.  I am planning on watching a movie while getting the paperwork done, to make it more palatable.  If I get it done tonight I can be at peace to enjoy the sunshine tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;                             Loving this &lt;em&gt;beautifu&lt;/em&gt;l indian summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-5843001178940733897?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/5843001178940733897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=5843001178940733897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5843001178940733897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5843001178940733897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/11/paperwork.html' title='Paperwork'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SQ6flgHSGUI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hIf0W2SWMvg/s72-c/Autumn+08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-1041135858008276596</id><published>2008-10-25T08:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T08:45:06.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SQMPtgzyS3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hD5kLCHDK1k/s1600-h/Autumn+08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261066064274541426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SQMPtgzyS3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hD5kLCHDK1k/s200/Autumn+08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tugboat picture was taken in Douglas last weekend.  Tugboats seems like they represent work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a fair amount of time off over the past few weeks, and this weekend I am back to work.  My schedule is pretty busy over the next few weeks.   I always hate going back after time off, even though I usually enjoy my job once I get there.  Thursday night as I was mentally organizing myself for the weekend, I got to thinking about the whole idea of work.  Was this the way the Creator planned it?   Was the time in the garden leisure or did Adam have &lt;em&gt;work &lt;/em&gt;to do in caring for the garden, other than naming things.  I wonder about this in light of the sabbath commandment.  Then after the fall the whole thing about toil, and the sweat of your brow.  Or did any work done in the garden just not seem like a burden prior to the fall?   What was it like before sin spoiled everything?&lt;br /&gt;Last night wasn't bad at all, often it isn't work I dislike, but the conflict with other parts of my life. &lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a good weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-1041135858008276596?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/1041135858008276596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=1041135858008276596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/1041135858008276596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/1041135858008276596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/10/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SQMPtgzyS3I/AAAAAAAAAJo/hD5kLCHDK1k/s72-c/Autumn+08+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4178026832809507950</id><published>2008-10-20T15:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:44:39.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This and That</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SPzaq9AMWdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Nm67LYLiTCg/s1600-h/Picture+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259318896326629842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SPzaq9AMWdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Nm67LYLiTCg/s200/Picture+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently watching the movie "T&lt;em&gt;he Visitor"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a good, thought provoking film, but it is slow moving.   Definitely worth watching, good for a rainy afternoon like today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday friends from Cedar Campus ran the GR marathon.  We got to visit with them briefly over lunch before they headed back to Ft. Wayne.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday Mark and I took a  drive to see the fall color and shopped a little in Saugatuck. We got a little Christmas shopping done. We also enjoyed some wine tasting at a new place there.  A nice weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I have to go back to work after  having some vacation time the past two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing profound to say, so this is it.  Have a good week everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4178026832809507950?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4178026832809507950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4178026832809507950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4178026832809507950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4178026832809507950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-and-that.html' title='This and That'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SPzaq9AMWdI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Nm67LYLiTCg/s72-c/Picture+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3811859122381688471</id><published>2008-10-08T17:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:32:58.632-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SO0nh2jccHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IHpXxR0vE-M/s1600-h/C+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254899802744582258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SO0nh2jccHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IHpXxR0vE-M/s200/C+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last year or so I have become more aware of my role as a mentor to coworkers. While I don't usually train new staff,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I am usually the most experienced nurse on my shift, and I know many look at me as a resource. That is a role I am comfortable in, I am more concerned about my example as a Christian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a young nurse I worked with a woman who "wore her Christianity on her sleeve" but was obviously hypocritical. She frequently spouted Christian sayings,  and tried to pray with patients, but was very judgemental and could be condescending. Because of this I have been reluctant to be obviously Christian in the workplace.   I know those who get to know me are aware of my faith, but I often  worry about how I am viewed by those around me.  If on a particular night I am lazy or self centered how does that reflect on my testimony.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This topic has been on my mind a lot lately, brought up by training at work, sermons, Titus II study, book club reading, and Sunday school class.  Most of my coworkers are young enough t be my children so the information from Sunday school about the younger generation is helpful. I recommend the book  &lt;em&gt;UnChristian &lt;/em&gt;by David Kinnaman. I am just starting to read it.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3811859122381688471?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3811859122381688471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3811859122381688471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3811859122381688471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3811859122381688471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/10/mentoring.html' title='Mentoring'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SO0nh2jccHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/IHpXxR0vE-M/s72-c/C+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-186672193993262476</id><published>2008-10-05T00:37:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T09:31:27.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOhE-72oPbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YlL9PlPuiks/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253524813337083314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOhE-72oPbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YlL9PlPuiks/s200/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday afternoon I got out the flannel sheets and electric blankets. That evening when I left a friends house I smelled wood smoke from a fireplace, and more lovely wood smoke outside when I got home.  Fall is really here. Still hoping to have one more bit of  "indian summer" after this beautiful September. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have some time off work, so I'm hoping to get a few things done at home, and also enjoy some social times.  Looking forward to book club on Thursday and coffee house on Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                Happy Autumn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-186672193993262476?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/186672193993262476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=186672193993262476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/186672193993262476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/186672193993262476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/10/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOhE-72oPbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/YlL9PlPuiks/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4253485741174528286</id><published>2008-09-29T13:06:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:42:25.841-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOEMG6rE34I/AAAAAAAAAIw/HnnwCddLJp4/s1600-h/C+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251491953459388290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOEMG6rE34I/AAAAAAAAAIw/HnnwCddLJp4/s200/C+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOEL5Wd6gLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UHV7Wk9n4Kg/s1600-h/C+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251491720402206898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOEL5Wd6gLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UHV7Wk9n4Kg/s200/C+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My workplace is full of examples of the fallen world.  Parents who still have to come to terms with genetic or congenital disorders in their children, young lives affected by accidents or other tragedies, and seemingly worst of all child abuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have seen more child abuse in the last few weeks than usual, and some that seems more cruel or severe.   Staff have wondered how much a factor the additional stresses of the bad economy is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a day to open the psalms. So much hope, and affirmation of the trustworthiness of the Lord in all circumstances.  How do families get through these crises without faith?  What can and should Christians do, other than reaching out to, and supporting neighbors wherever we encounter them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              &lt;em&gt;Behold the eye of the Lord is on those who fear Him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;              On those that hope for His lovingkindness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;                            Psalm 33:18&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This entire psalm is my verse of hope for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4253485741174528286?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4253485741174528286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4253485741174528286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4253485741174528286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4253485741174528286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/09/fallen-world.html' title='Fallen World'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SOEMG6rE34I/AAAAAAAAAIw/HnnwCddLJp4/s72-c/C+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-9214990242727277737</id><published>2008-09-23T22:06:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:13:02.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SNuoDVhUumI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YcUohUTmI84/s1600-h/C+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249974565900434018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SNuoDVhUumI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YcUohUTmI84/s200/C+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've still been thinking about historical events in our life time&lt;br /&gt;I remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kennedy's assassination&lt;br /&gt;The invasion of Czechoslovakia by USSR&lt;br /&gt;Armstrong's moon walk &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fall  of Vietnam&lt;br /&gt;Nixon's resignation&lt;br /&gt;The swearing in of President Ford &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bicentennial celebrations&lt;br /&gt;The Challenger Explosion&lt;br /&gt;The Fall of The Berlin Wall&lt;br /&gt;and of course September 11, 2001&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think of these events, for many of them the events surrounding them in my own world stand out as much as the actual event. Everything from my irritation at Kennedy's funeral preempting Saturday cartoons, to my disgust at my coworkers playing euchre during Ford's swearing in. When the first shock of 9-11 passed one of my thoughts was how my children , especially my youngest, were finding out about the tragedy.  I remembered quite clearly my mother's frustration over how the news was handled in our elementary school when Kennedy was assassinated. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoping the next historical event  he have to remember is a positive one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shalom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-9214990242727277737?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/9214990242727277737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=9214990242727277737' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/9214990242727277737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/9214990242727277737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/09/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SNuoDVhUumI/AAAAAAAAAIg/YcUohUTmI84/s72-c/C+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8556017402985086276</id><published>2008-09-17T22:08:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T13:57:11.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Recollections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SNG5aySAiQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xeg3h99jSIk/s1600-h/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247178910688381186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SNG5aySAiQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xeg3h99jSIk/s200/41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Denise got me thinking a while ago about memories of historical events. I grew up in a family of news, political, and current event junkies. When our TV broke it might not get replaced--until something like a space launch or political event was about to occur.  We didn't watch the evening TV news much, but listened to a radio station with a lot of news coverage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    As a teen I even remember having the portable TV moved to the living room next to the big TV  so we could watch certain events on two networks the goal usually to watch the actual event on one if the commentators were talking on the other network. National conventions of either party were an occasion for this type of viewing. Back then candidates were decided at the conventions, not by primaries ahead of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   When I saw the movie Apollo 13 as an adult I was very surprised that I had little or no memory of that event, which occurred when I was a teen. Mark also remembered little about it. We concluded that the news coverage was very different than it would be now. Far less drama, so far less memorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you pleasant events!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8556017402985086276?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8556017402985086276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8556017402985086276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8556017402985086276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8556017402985086276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/09/recollections.html' title='Recollections'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SNG5aySAiQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/xeg3h99jSIk/s72-c/41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2359869905006062772</id><published>2008-09-15T12:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T13:12:30.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tech Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SM6RQGVYtwI/AAAAAAAAAII/K10Y8B_EHDM/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246290321697453826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="165" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SM6RQGVYtwI/AAAAAAAAAII/K10Y8B_EHDM/s200/28.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Many things in our lives happening lately have revolved around technology.&lt;br /&gt;We renewed our cell phone contract last week, and the kids got new cell phones.   Plus Julie got a real phone (not prepaid), and we added text msg., cause we were paying  a lot for those.  Julie especially is enjoying here new toy.  Mark has no interest in cell phones, but will inherit the prepaid on for emergency use.&lt;br /&gt;Our malfunctioning computer recently returned from repair.  We were using Linda's old all summer before taking the other one in.  Now we need to download some of the things we have put on Linda's computer, before setting up the other one. &lt;br /&gt;My new toy is a new digital camera I received  as a service award from Spectrum.  I got my first digital camera  as a service award also, was it five or ten years ago?  This one is bigger and better with many more features, so I  am looking foreword to working with it.  But you wont see any pictures from it real soon till we get the computers switched over. I will wait to install the software on our computer.&lt;br /&gt;This picture is from Linda's   folder of "pretty pictures"  Which are also her screen saver. I have always liked this one and it seem to fit late summer blending into fall.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Your Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2359869905006062772?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2359869905006062772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2359869905006062772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2359869905006062772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2359869905006062772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/09/tech-toys.html' title='Tech Toys'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SM6RQGVYtwI/AAAAAAAAAII/K10Y8B_EHDM/s72-c/28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4586536533640556733</id><published>2008-09-11T12:16:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T12:57:49.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's for Dinner?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMlFGGKikvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qn9YvQ2-di8/s1600-h/C+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244799212086006514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMlFGGKikvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qn9YvQ2-di8/s200/C+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMlExWL20eI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uvnr3b9WkGg/s1600-h/C+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244798855609242082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMlExWL20eI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uvnr3b9WkGg/s200/C+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every mother has to deal with this question almost everyday.  What do I make for dinner? How much time and energy do I have for cooking?  Who is going to be home,and when?  Do I feel creative? What ingredients do I have on hand? Should I make a trip to the store?  It's not to hot to turn on the oven tonight, is it?  Is tonight a takeout night?  So many questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been blessed with a husband who is a good and creative cook.  For me meal planning takes some real time and thought, Mark is generally able to look in the fridge and put together a meal rather quickly.  But we are in a &lt;strong&gt;rut!&lt;/strong&gt;   Now we have all three kids home for supper most nights, so&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; meals are called for.  Then there are everyone's individual preferences and tastes to consider.  So I try make dinner when I can.    Looking through cookbooks is occasionally helpful, but sometimes just overwhelming.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a little thought, and a look in the freezer, tonight is baked chicken,  but what to have with it?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is your dinner planing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4586536533640556733?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4586536533640556733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4586536533640556733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4586536533640556733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4586536533640556733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s for Dinner?'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMlFGGKikvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qn9YvQ2-di8/s72-c/C+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6351444054960203324</id><published>2008-09-09T13:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T14:06:23.102-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidying Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMawFrU5sLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SM_sprnBPOI/s1600-h/C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244072427695747250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMawFrU5sLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SM_sprnBPOI/s200/C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have worked some portion of six out of the past eight nights.   Some of these have been four or eight hour shifts.  This means I haven't done much around the house.  Mark keeps the kitchen neat, but the clutter in the living room, dining room and entry had gotten out out of control.   Since I got off work early last night, I have been able to get the laundry underway, and pick up, and vacuum.  So now I at least  would not be embarrassed if someone came to my door.  I could make some spiritual analogy to this kind of superficial "tidying up" but I don't have the mental energy right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow I have a daytime training, so will be up with everyone for the off to school rush.  So far I haven't been part of this.   Then the rest of the week will be my own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6351444054960203324?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6351444054960203324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6351444054960203324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6351444054960203324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6351444054960203324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/09/tidying-up.html' title='Tidying Up'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SMawFrU5sLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/SM_sprnBPOI/s72-c/C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-1257565323677477160</id><published>2008-08-31T23:44:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:22:58.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLtlyL-vIjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q12d36lHrtw/s1600-h/uptown-carol+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240894504259494450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLtlyL-vIjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q12d36lHrtw/s200/uptown-carol+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Th sun is setting earlier each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week school starts- too soon! We change to a new routine for fall. Everyone at our house, except me, has to be up and out before 7 am. This will be an adjustment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have a routine now. Even less than unusual, as our patient census has been unusually low for several weeks. I frequently get calls in the late afternoon asking me not to come in for the night. This often involves "reallocating" (changing to a poorly staffed shift in the future days or weeks). I am weary of this as it makes planning my sleep schedule difficult.   But my part time status, and lack of complications such as childcare, make this easier for me than for most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that the sun sets earlier and we are inside more I am looking at the many household projects to be done.  Discard and Prioritize are the words of the week.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This really is Ramblings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-1257565323677477160?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/1257565323677477160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=1257565323677477160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/1257565323677477160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/1257565323677477160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLtlyL-vIjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Q12d36lHrtw/s72-c/uptown-carol+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6803817122331960023</id><published>2008-08-26T16:07:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:50:02.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summers End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLRjMoKtnQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ExPxc59TiB4/s1600-h/uptown-carol+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238921335130660098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="130" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLRjMoKtnQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ExPxc59TiB4/s200/uptown-carol+043.jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With multiple schedule changes at work, and young adults coming and going, I really haven't thought too much about the seasons. But now I am starting to realize the summer is almost over. Linda had her first day of teachers meetings for student teaching Tuesday.    Steven is in the process of riding to cedar campus to help cook for their labor day weekend bike ride/fund-raiser. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julie still has to register for school later this week, that means I have to fill out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;those forms. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLRl59qYntI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KQA-y_slIFI/s1600-h/uptown-carol+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238924313018015442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="142" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLRl59qYntI/AAAAAAAAAHY/KQA-y_slIFI/s200/uptown-carol+008.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We haven't really done anything to get ready for school.  and we have to think about schedules, and transportation, , and sleeping at night instead of late into the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We are enjoying the beautiful weather, and mark is appreciating the earlier sunset/ darkness as he is still working long hours.  I went to the market this morning and along with all the usual summer fruits vegetables and berries, there was squash, that made me think of fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hammock is on our front porch, and the chairs in front of a neighbors house. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6803817122331960023?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6803817122331960023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6803817122331960023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6803817122331960023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6803817122331960023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/summers-end.html' title='Summers End'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SLRjMoKtnQI/AAAAAAAAAHI/ExPxc59TiB4/s72-c/uptown-carol+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7385096126777112165</id><published>2008-08-22T13:59:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:22:50.881-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boys are Back in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SK7_MT6XS8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fIUX2RBubbc/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237404003647048642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SK7_MT6XS8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fIUX2RBubbc/s200/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasn't that a song title way back when?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Well the bus, in the form of Linda and her van, went to get them Wednesday in north central North Dakota.  Then they drove though the night, arriving back Thursday afternoon.  Jason has to be back for school Monday. Steven was ready to be done. They rode over 1200 miles, and faced a headwind most of the way. Usually there is a tailwind when you are riding west to east.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Jarrad wants to finish what he started.  He will continue on, to be joined by Monty and Carrissa.  They will take turns driving and riding with him. Currently he is with a guy from Texas who is riding across the US while waiting his Bar exam results.  The guys have been riding with him for a while.  Haven't heard to many stories yet, guys that age are so communicative you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7385096126777112165?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7385096126777112165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7385096126777112165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7385096126777112165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7385096126777112165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/boys-are-back-in-town.html' title='The Boys are Back in Town'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SK7_MT6XS8I/AAAAAAAAAHA/fIUX2RBubbc/s72-c/20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3014251731373339893</id><published>2008-08-16T20:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T21:03:06.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Uptown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SKd2a7-KvpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zlGbCDENN0w/s1600-h/Cedar+2008+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235283296988610194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SKd2a7-KvpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zlGbCDENN0w/s200/Cedar+2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After  riding the trolley, and then walking around the uptown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; area, I am reminded of all it has to offer.  Not only the businesses, but also the architecture and other evidence of great diversity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to start taking photos of the area,  great for honing my photography skills.  Also a way to become even more acquainted with my community,  and get some exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3014251731373339893?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3014251731373339893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3014251731373339893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3014251731373339893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3014251731373339893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/uptown.html' title='Uptown'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SKd2a7-KvpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/zlGbCDENN0w/s72-c/Cedar+2008+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2998775259696554598</id><published>2008-08-13T00:25:00.023-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T03:38:55.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SKKKCpwtD_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Hf9Kq59vm5o/s1600-h/cedar-+nature+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233897495132442610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SKKKCpwtD_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Hf9Kq59vm5o/s200/cedar-+nature+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran across this article on a facebook. and found It quite thought provoking. In working in my kids schools when they were younger, I did notice the real disparity between the children who's families value education and those who did not.&lt;br /&gt;These are excerpts from the column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/07/29/opinion/29brooks.html?ex=" href="http://www.new.facebook.com/share_redirect.php?h=35611ae87bd33758e41200c27e448fed&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nytimes.com%2F2008%2F07%2F29%2Fopinion%2F29brooks.html%3Fex%3D1217995200%26en%3Dff09dc1293fb5306%26ei%3D5070%26emc%3Deta1&amp;amp;sid=21024512507" target="_blank" emc="eta1" en="ff09dc1293fb5306&amp;amp;ei="&gt;Op-Ed Columnist - The Biggest Issue - Op-Ed - NYTimes.com&lt;/a&gt; David Brooks&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.nytimes.com&lt;br /&gt;America’s stagnation in educational progress threatens the country’s long-term economic and sociological prospects.&lt;br /&gt;Between 1870 and 1950, the average American’s level of education rose by 0.8 years per decade. In 1890, the average adult had completed about 8 years of schooling. By 1900, the average American had 8.8 years. By 1910, it was 9.6 years, and by 1960, it was nearly 14 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America’s edge boosted productivity and growth. But the happy era ended around 1970 when America’s educational progress slowed to a crawl. Between 1975 and 1990, educational attainments stagnated completely. Since then, progress has been modest. America’s lead over its economic rivals has been entirely forfeited, with many nations surging ahead in school attainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “Schools, Skills and Synapses,” Heckman probes the sources of that decline. It’s not falling school quality, he argues. Nor is it primarily a shortage of funding or rising college tuition costs. Instead, Heckman directs attention at family environments, which have deteriorated over the past 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;Heckman points out that big gaps in educational attainment are present at age 5. Some children are bathed in an atmosphere that promotes human capital development and, increasingly, more are not. By 5, it is possible to predict, with depressing accuracy, who will complete high school and college and who won’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2998775259696554598?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2998775259696554598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2998775259696554598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2998775259696554598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2998775259696554598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/education.html' title='Education'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SKKKCpwtD_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Hf9Kq59vm5o/s72-c/cedar-+nature+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-5480609798471801458</id><published>2008-08-07T10:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:52:13.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The wheels on the bike go round and round.</title><content type='html'>After a discouraging start, 3 flat tires the first day out, the guys are having a great trip through the mountains. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SJsH-bvZTrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-SofjQ6VyHA/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231784161300795058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SJsH-bvZTrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-SofjQ6VyHA/s200/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They seem to be enjoying themselves, and call frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Back home the wheels of life keep turning. Yesterday I had a relaxing day at the beach with Julie and friends, before coming back to listen to the rain and storm. I'm enjoying the cooler weather today. Julie got her permit this week- so look out world. Linda will be coming back to G.R. soon.&lt;br /&gt;I am looking foreword to watching the Olympics, starting this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-5480609798471801458?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/5480609798471801458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=5480609798471801458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5480609798471801458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/5480609798471801458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheels-on-bike-go-round-and-round.html' title='The wheels on the bike go round and round.'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SJsH-bvZTrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/-SofjQ6VyHA/s72-c/32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6603767044682062661</id><published>2008-08-01T10:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:19.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SJMdCrW52qI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mBjH-3ELIvs/s1600-h/Cedar+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229555524143012514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SJMdCrW52qI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mBjH-3ELIvs/s200/Cedar+2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steven, Jason, and Jarrad left this morning for their biking adventure. This evening they plan to dip their back tires in Puget Sound, before starting toward the mountains in the morning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture is prentiss bay, lake huron.  Probably a more wild seashore than they will see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a bit scary, as a mom, to see them take off like this.  But they have planned, and looked foreword to this adventure.  So we send them off in the Lord's Hands.   Now we  wait to see what they share later about their travels.  And of course there are the  predictions by the parents about how far they will&lt;em&gt; actually&lt;/em&gt; make it in the time before school starts.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Trails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6603767044682062661?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6603767044682062661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6603767044682062661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6603767044682062661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6603767044682062661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/08/adventure.html' title='Adventure'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SJMdCrW52qI/AAAAAAAAAGY/mBjH-3ELIvs/s72-c/Cedar+2008+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3609757955450200996</id><published>2008-07-26T16:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:19.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIuKDAzSUsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pegkKPE9dRc/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227423576852943554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIuKDAzSUsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pegkKPE9dRc/s200/Carols+Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a beautiful day! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I took this wednesday, when the lilies were at their peak. This plant was given to me by my family for mother's day this year.   I hope it is as beautiful every year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last week at cedar campus one of the businessman who attends ask the adults to join him on facebook, so we can all keep in touch.  He  and his family spend a good deal of time out of the US, so relies on electronic sources to communicate most of the time.  So Mark and I opened a joint facebook (do you call it a page or account or what, no young adults here now to advise me).  After connecting with many of the cedar campus people,  I looked for an adult @ Christ church  to connect with so I could find what other c.c. adults are on facebook.  I tried Kari L. within 24 hrs I had 1o friend requests from c.c. people.  Such is the power of social networking sites.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope you re all enjoying this beautiful weekend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shalom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Carol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3609757955450200996?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3609757955450200996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3609757955450200996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3609757955450200996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3609757955450200996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/07/facebook.html' title='facebook'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIuKDAzSUsI/AAAAAAAAAGI/pegkKPE9dRc/s72-c/Carols+Picture+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8847876119077017986</id><published>2008-07-23T02:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:19.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A beautiful summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIaVsTDIetI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IQgMd2-6_c8/s1600-h/cedar-+nature+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226029005870234322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIaVsTDIetI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IQgMd2-6_c8/s200/cedar-+nature+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The frequent rains throughout this summer have made for a green and beautiful summer. The flowers were abundant at Cedar this year. Within a few feet of this particular spot I found 9 or 10 different types of wildflowers. Several people commented on how much greener everything looked on the drive there. Another was glad to find here lawn and flowers still flourishing when she arrived home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a number of fairly nice pictures. We had great weather almost every afternoon. The annual sand castle contest was move to friday this year, it was a glorious day. So everyone was on the beach, or in the water, or in some kind of boat. I spent another afternoon in Sault Saint Marie mini-golfing  with another family while watching a large freighter enter the soo lo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIabcqheU5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vNxvnme1InE/s1600-h/Cedar+2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226035334363370386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIabcqheU5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/vNxvnme1InE/s200/Cedar+2008+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shaolm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8847876119077017986?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8847876119077017986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8847876119077017986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8847876119077017986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8847876119077017986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/07/beautiful-summer.html' title='A beautiful summer'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIaVsTDIetI/AAAAAAAAAF4/IQgMd2-6_c8/s72-c/cedar-+nature+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7981807725383502877</id><published>2008-07-20T15:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:19.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Cedar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIORMvHhO4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/9ukPRre0clE/s1600-h/cedar-+nature+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225179640672369538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIORMvHhO4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/9ukPRre0clE/s200/cedar-+nature+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived back from cedar campus yesterday, after a very pleasant week away.    The weather was fairly good, with most afternoons being sunny and warm.    The lake remains cold, around 60 degrees.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julie arrived home Friday (thanx Jane &amp;amp; Mike) with not a lot of mosquito bites.   She enjoyed a bit of quiet alone and a very long bath.   On the trip she  enjoyed the hiking, as well as the friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark and I appreciated the time together.   We love reconnecting with our many friends there.  Linda was able to come up and see people the last two days.   Besides Steven, Jason K and Ben S are also working up there.     Brian and Brandon K came up Friday to visit, as Christie's brother and family were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7981807725383502877?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7981807725383502877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7981807725383502877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7981807725383502877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7981807725383502877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-from-cedar.html' title='Back from Cedar'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SIORMvHhO4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/9ukPRre0clE/s72-c/cedar-+nature+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2944401047202736994</id><published>2008-07-10T09:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:19.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cedar Grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SHYMFPDLDvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E7RXkzJ1HE4/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221374102061387506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SHYMFPDLDvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E7RXkzJ1HE4/s200/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been walking around singing this the past few days&lt;br /&gt;It is sung to Finlandia, #449 or 689 in the trinity hymnal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pleasant trees, the silver rippling water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The flowers and clouds, the undimmed sunlit sky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And bread by Thee, our gracious Father given, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We thankful take from Thy so rich supply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We thankful take from Thy so rich supply&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of several songs as grace before meals,this seems to typify cedar campus.&lt;br /&gt;Soon we are all off to enjoy the north country.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have good pictures to share after next week.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm sure I could use a few good lessons from Jane on photography&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2944401047202736994?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2944401047202736994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2944401047202736994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2944401047202736994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2944401047202736994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/07/cedar-grace.html' title='Cedar Grace'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SHYMFPDLDvI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E7RXkzJ1HE4/s72-c/25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7711362907086631921</id><published>2008-07-06T14:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:19.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SHEMvqGGHGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/s2WYA0e6Qrs/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219967455992355938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SHEMvqGGHGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/s2WYA0e6Qrs/s200/Carols+Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As soon as July rolls around I began thinking about packing for our annual mid July trip to Cedar Campus.  I learned to have a good list and begin the packing process early after the year we arrived with no jackets at all for our family.  Of course it wasn't a warm year.  One of the challenges of packing for cedar is the weather, which can be anything from 40s and rain,  to 80s and humid.  We have experienced them all.&lt;br /&gt;This year I have two packing lists, since Julie will be backpacking in the Appalachians with the youth group while we are at Cedar.  Julie doesn't like to  take any time for planning, so I have to make sure she is all set to go before we leave on Sat.  Linda will come Saturday and get her off Sunday morning. &lt;br /&gt;Our trip to Cedar will be unique this year, as we are taking no children with us.  Steven is already  at cedar, but staying in the crew cabin.  Linda  will join us for 2 days late in the week, but we will be traveling alone.  Kind of different for family camp, but we look foreword to seeing  our many friends there.  We really appreciate the worship and teaching there.  And you can't beat Cedar as a place for recreation of all kinds.  Even the rocks are unique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7711362907086631921?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7711362907086631921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7711362907086631921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7711362907086631921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7711362907086631921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/07/packing-lists.html' title='Packing Lists'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SHEMvqGGHGI/AAAAAAAAAFI/s2WYA0e6Qrs/s72-c/Carols+Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2714467897155148339</id><published>2008-07-04T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:20.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Th power is on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SG47hTf3IzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mg0QKuev3Dw/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219174461524615986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SG47hTf3IzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mg0QKuev3Dw/s200/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out what a media addict I am after loosing power for about 22hrs wednesday afternoon to thursday afternoon.   I learned all the times I turn on media without even realizing it.   And I even got to go to work where there is always power and light.   Julie spent the night at a friends house because she cant live without media.  We told her it was a warm up for the backpacking trip, she wasn't convinced.  Well maybe we will appreciate some of our modern conveniences a little more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 4th to everyone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2714467897155148339?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2714467897155148339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2714467897155148339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2714467897155148339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2714467897155148339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/07/th-power-is-on.html' title='Th power is on'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SG47hTf3IzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/mg0QKuev3Dw/s72-c/8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7413161012854366365</id><published>2008-06-30T21:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:20.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Soapbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGmHRd9-cwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/V4ReMLRSGIE/s1600-h/29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217850377457529602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGmHRd9-cwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/V4ReMLRSGIE/s200/29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While I'm on my medical soapbox, I'll add one more somewhat rare but very tragic thing to be aware of.   If you EVER have small children in you home, do you have lamp oil?  Both of the recent  children sickened by this found it at grandma's house. &lt;br /&gt;Any hydrocarbon such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;WD&lt;/span&gt;40, sewing machine oil, or even gasoline can be involved, but we have only seen lamp oil. It is used for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tiki&lt;/span&gt; torches, the old fashioned hurricane lamps, or even found in antique decorative glass balls.  Lamp oil is more attractive to toddlers because it is often colored, therefore it looks like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;koolaid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to tell you how critically ill these children get.  30 years ago we would not have been able to save them.  We say the hydrocarbons eat  lung tissue.  Children don't even have to swallow it to have severe lung damage, just get it in their mouth.  &lt;br /&gt;Well not pleasant things to think about, but on my mind since I admitted a child with this over the weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;Now go enjoy the beautiful day,  just lock up the lamp oil. &lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7413161012854366365?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7413161012854366365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7413161012854366365' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7413161012854366365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7413161012854366365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/medical-soapbox.html' title='Medical Soapbox'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGmHRd9-cwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/V4ReMLRSGIE/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8101158282522665552</id><published>2008-06-30T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:20.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Those Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGmEkZYw5UI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xPXmsncGfys/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217847404110341442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGmEkZYw5UI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xPXmsncGfys/s200/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier Denise wondered about the changes in nursing in 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;Its easy to think of all the technology, specialized scans, patient monitoring, and even nearly instant reporting of many lab results.  Electronic medical records have their pros and cons.  Then there is endoscopic surgeries, shorter stays, and other thing leading to the patients in the hospital being much sicker.&lt;br /&gt;There are many good things such as improved relationships between doctors and other health care workers, as well as increased patient and family involvement in care and decisions. Even different hospital departments have more respect for each other and therefore work better together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conversation last night brought to mind a patient population we rarely see anymore. I remember numerous rooms with small children isolated due to meningitis. We also had many kids there for antibiotics for facial cellulitis. Both of these bacterial infections have pretty well disappeared because of the H-flu (or HIB) shot our kids got as infants. While H.Flu wasn't nearly as deadly as menningococcus that many of our young adults have been vaccinated for, it still caused some disabilities, and occasionally death.  It is nice not to see these things anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is Get Those Shots &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8101158282522665552?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8101158282522665552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8101158282522665552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8101158282522665552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8101158282522665552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-those-shots.html' title='Get Those Shots'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGmEkZYw5UI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xPXmsncGfys/s72-c/26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6130497395704598432</id><published>2008-06-28T15:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:21.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGak52CkDWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wybdNUx_Hr0/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217038532021063010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGak52CkDWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wybdNUx_Hr0/s200/Carols+Picture+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well actually two strawberry plants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My strawberries don't look as delicious as Jane's. They are minuscule. But they do taste great. Considering the plants were a gift from the kid this mother's day, they are really great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, the mystery plant (really a sunflower) is gone. Julie was doing some weeding and trimming and chopped it down. She said it was hideous and out of place. I just wanted to see it grow and bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGaTOGpJHMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JaHu-Y1gFs/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217019088865926338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGaTOGpJHMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JaHu-Y1gFs/s200/Carols+Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy weekend to all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a beautiful day after all today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGaTOGpJHMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JaHu-Y1gFs/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGaS2t8XAwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/WeYu8ynoahQ/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGaTOGpJHMI/AAAAAAAAAEE/8JaHu-Y1gFs/s1600-h/Carols+Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6130497395704598432?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6130497395704598432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6130497395704598432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6130497395704598432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6130497395704598432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/strawberry-fields-forever.html' title='Strawberry Fields Forever'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGak52CkDWI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wybdNUx_Hr0/s72-c/Carols+Picture+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-2682629684385759</id><published>2008-06-26T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:21.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The old home place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGQ9i8B_4II/AAAAAAAAAD0/NebwRo6vVxI/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216361938841231490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGQ9i8B_4II/AAAAAAAAAD0/NebwRo6vVxI/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we moved Mark's mother to assisted living nearly three years ago we knew we would eventually have to do something with her house, as she could no longer live alone.   Mark never seemed to want to deal with it,  until this month when a neighbor wanted to rent it.   So I have spent the past 2 days working on getting things sorted and stored.  Mark has been over a few times in the past few weeks, including with me yesterday. &lt;br /&gt; There are nearly 60 years of possessions in the house, so it is quite a challenge.  At least Helen was quite neat and organized until the last  months in her home.  But sorting possessions can be very challenging,  trying to contain the sentimentality  without throwing away something the next generation might treasure.  I  found a few treasures I did not know about, and of course there are a few great antiques. &lt;br /&gt;The other factor is the nearly 100 mile drive each way to work there.   I have enjoyed the scenery, which doesn't really look like the picture.   I have seen a number of deer.&lt;br /&gt; Now I hope I stay inspired to minimize the clutter in my own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-2682629684385759?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/2682629684385759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=2682629684385759' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2682629684385759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/2682629684385759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/old-home-place.html' title='The old home place'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SGQ9i8B_4II/AAAAAAAAAD0/NebwRo6vVxI/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-7597758286935299579</id><published>2008-06-20T02:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:21.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographs and Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFsi1iMyFEI/AAAAAAAAADs/TAnRwS3xHAg/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213799296720311362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" height="167" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFsi1iMyFEI/AAAAAAAAADs/TAnRwS3xHAg/s200/19.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I knew where a picture from my nursing school graduation was, and had means to get it onto my computer, you would find it here. But neither of the above apply so I just found an interesting picture for this space. I did some reminiscing last weekend with my old Blodgett friends, and had a little party at work, for my 30 year anniversary at Spectrum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have to go to Butterworth and get my picture taken, something they now do for all 5 year work anniversaries 20 years and above. I hate having my picture taken. Maybe I still want to believe I look more like I did 20 years ago, without all the excess pounds, etc. The photo appointments are only 5 minutes apart, so it is not much of a photo sitting. sound more like lining up for school pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the fall they have a celebration for all employees in the above category. The invitation says semi-formal attire. I don't think the skirts and blouses of sweaters I wear to church really qualify. I have to (or get to) find a new dress. Well, I have a while to deal with that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime I am looking foreword to enjoying the beautiful summer days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-7597758286935299579?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/7597758286935299579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=7597758286935299579' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7597758286935299579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/7597758286935299579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/photographs-and-memories.html' title='Photographs and Memories'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFsi1iMyFEI/AAAAAAAAADs/TAnRwS3xHAg/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6774835061190849922</id><published>2008-06-17T14:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:21.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the path</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFX_3y04UvI/AAAAAAAAADg/3vBw9O2XUEI/s1600-h/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212353477752673010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFX_3y04UvI/AAAAAAAAADg/3vBw9O2XUEI/s320/42.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently I was meeting with several other women, and we discovered the four of us are all phone-phobic. We hate making phone calls that may interrupt the daily life of the person we are calling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got to thinking about this blogging, and how one of the great advantages is that it can be done whenever convenient. Over the past month I have gotten to know a lot of things about several of you I did not know before. I love readings the comments to each other. In some ways it is not as personal, but in other ways more personal than a phone conversation. So I look foreword to reading the little glimpses into your hearts and lives. We are all on our journey, and I sure appreciate the encouragement of my friends along the path &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6774835061190849922?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6774835061190849922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6774835061190849922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6774835061190849922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6774835061190849922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-path.html' title='On the path'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFX_3y04UvI/AAAAAAAAADg/3vBw9O2XUEI/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-8608792730555377818</id><published>2008-06-16T05:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:21.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Passages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFF-q6-hEVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ajKjSiPqqgk/s1600-h/Carol+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211085519695450450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFF-q6-hEVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ajKjSiPqqgk/s320/Carol+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a music box I have owned for about 20 years. The figurine has a mother holding a baby, with a daughter standing behind her holding a doll. It plays a song that was used in Kodak commercials in the 60's. It is about parents watching a daughter grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn around and you're tiny &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn around and you're grown&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn around and you're a young wife&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With babes of your own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know all the words, and haven't been able to find them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday evening I spent with some old Blodgett friends, and we talked about what our young adult children are doing. I have several friends at a similar stage, so it seemed appropriate to remember this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings to you all in your time passages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-8608792730555377818?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/8608792730555377818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=8608792730555377818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8608792730555377818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/8608792730555377818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-passages.html' title='Time Passages'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFF-q6-hEVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ajKjSiPqqgk/s72-c/Carol+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-156981197832213093</id><published>2008-06-12T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:21.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caffeine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFF_KA9m_vI/AAAAAAAAADA/zdrjNkr00Y8/s1600-h/Carol+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211086053878202098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFF_KA9m_vI/AAAAAAAAADA/zdrjNkr00Y8/s320/Carol+001.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hope this picture shows up. This is the chemical symbol for caffeine. Jarrad U. was over he other night with this, and only this, no words or caption, on his shirt. Today is not necessarily a caffeine day. Our family has a saying that the fifth essential food group is composed of caffeine and chocolate. Occasionally other items are added to the list in this group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven is leaving Tuesday for a month at Cedar campus. Will miss him and his friends. They are fun to have around, and helpful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Fathers Day to all husbands and fathers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you are able to enjoy the day with your family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-156981197832213093?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/156981197832213093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=156981197832213093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/156981197832213093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/156981197832213093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/caffeine.html' title='Caffeine'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SFF_KA9m_vI/AAAAAAAAADA/zdrjNkr00Y8/s72-c/Carol+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-948399432787735274</id><published>2008-06-10T13:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:22.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3gqVe0ZvI/AAAAAAAAACM/BEhsTSV887A/s1600-h/Carol+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210067361863067378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3gqVe0ZvI/AAAAAAAAACM/BEhsTSV887A/s320/Carol+007.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3gbxEcfgI/AAAAAAAAACE/dNzA-UR-uYc/s1600-h/Carol+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210067111570603522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="229" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3gbxEcfgI/AAAAAAAAACE/dNzA-UR-uYc/s320/Carol+006.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are two of the flowers that were the on the peony before the weekend's wind and rain.  There are a few buds left, so I hope to see more blossoms before it is done. At least we don't need to think about watering for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hope you all faired well in the storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I have both Titus II group and bookclub, so a great week for growth and fellowship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shalom, Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-948399432787735274?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/948399432787735274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=948399432787735274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/948399432787735274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/948399432787735274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/peony.html' title='Peony'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3gqVe0ZvI/AAAAAAAAACM/BEhsTSV887A/s72-c/Carol+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3477793225051214096</id><published>2008-06-09T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:22.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mystery plant</title><content type='html'>This plant appeared in our perennial garden this spring, at first we thought it was a vine, perhaps a pumpkin seed from the jack-o-lantern. Now it is&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3o-_VJyfI/AAAAAAAAACw/qwl6F3QSz_U/s1600-h/Carol+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076512787220978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3o-_VJyfI/AAAAAAAAACw/qwl6F3QSz_U/s320/Carol+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about 2 feet tall. The buds remind me of hollyhocks, but the leaves are far to large and notched. So we are waiting to find out what it is. Another joy of gardening, sometimes there are surprises.   It may be some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;variation&lt;/span&gt; of sunflower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3otdw6VLI/AAAAAAAAACo/FwygxbAPO8s/s1600-h/Carol+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210076211719066802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3otdw6VLI/AAAAAAAAACo/FwygxbAPO8s/s320/Carol+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be 30 years for me @spectrum health, so I think we will have a little party when I work Friday night. All the young girls that make fun of me about being old. They do it in a nice, kidding way. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3477793225051214096?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3477793225051214096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3477793225051214096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3477793225051214096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3477793225051214096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/mystery-plant.html' title='Mystery plant'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE3o-_VJyfI/AAAAAAAAACw/qwl6F3QSz_U/s72-c/Carol+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-760374776315575284</id><published>2008-06-09T16:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:22.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the mundane things of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE2T6k2K4oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JNClaed1OXs/s1600-h/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209982978470109826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE2T6k2K4oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JNClaed1OXs/s320/43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just signed Julie up to start drivers ed next week. Now that is a sobering new phase, even though I've been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; this twice before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Steven will be leaving in about a week for cedar campus. and he is trying to get the things ready for the bike trip he is planning with his buddies for August&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark is trying to get his mothers house cleared out so we can rent it, not the easiest thing to do since it is nearly 100 miles away. We have to figure out what to do with all the stuff in it, a whole household full of furniture, housewares, books and the other things of living. This is the house he was raised in, and his father built. so even if we aren't selling yet, there must be some sense of loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there is the usual work, meals, meetings and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;daily&lt;/span&gt; activities.  Even though these are all very mundane things, I wonder often how one gets through it all without the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; of the Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-760374776315575284?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/760374776315575284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=760374776315575284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/760374776315575284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/760374776315575284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/mundane-things-of-summer.html' title='the mundane things of summer'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SE2T6k2K4oI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JNClaed1OXs/s72-c/43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3084770093335806792</id><published>2008-06-03T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:22.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>helicopters and computers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SEWNw7dYmEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qO2w6kiRmqE/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207724415858022466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SEWNw7dYmEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qO2w6kiRmqE/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Life has been a little disrupted lately.&lt;br /&gt;Our computer has been messed up. We are back on line, temporarily using Linda's old computer (she has a laptop now). Its amazing how you rely on your settings, and favorite lists, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the helicopter crash occurred just a couple floors above PICU, our patients were quickly evacuated Thursday morning to an outpatient/recovery area in the heart center. Such a blessing that our patient numbers were low, and also less critical,so more easily moved. We are all so pleased that there were no complications from the move. and that even the pilot is recovered. Working in a different area over the weekend was an adventure. Things are getting back to normal since we are now back on our own floor.&lt;br /&gt;By the way- the PICU night staff was responsible for the signs as seen on the front of the region section of the Sunday G.R. Press&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3084770093335806792?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3084770093335806792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3084770093335806792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3084770093335806792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3084770093335806792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/06/helicopters-and-computers.html' title='helicopters and computers'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SEWNw7dYmEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qO2w6kiRmqE/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6379129311841393232</id><published>2008-05-27T12:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:22.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>words and blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDw4-s6OS4I/AAAAAAAAABs/RhBWdaRnn90/s1600-h/the+real+cedar+2005+252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205097919191862146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDw4-s6OS4I/AAAAAAAAABs/RhBWdaRnn90/s320/the+real+cedar+2005+252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I did my first blog posting I got to thinking about why I had started this.   I have never been a writer of any kind.  But maybe it is time to develop a little creativity to get the brain working.  Computer charting, etc. just doesn't make for great writing skills.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; A number of years ago when I briefly considered going back to school, writing papers was one of the biggest deterrents.   I think then it was research I was most concerned about.  Now I realize my writing has gotten very rusty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here's to changing that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, the picture has no particular significance, except you might say it is&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the little flower that could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6379129311841393232?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6379129311841393232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6379129311841393232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6379129311841393232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6379129311841393232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/05/words-and-blogs.html' title='words and blogs'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDw4-s6OS4I/AAAAAAAAABs/RhBWdaRnn90/s72-c/the+real+cedar+2005+252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-3353963373493665521</id><published>2008-05-23T12:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:23.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDbwfM6OS3I/AAAAAAAAABk/S9rEGCoG_k8/s1600-h/the+real+cedar+2005+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610838305229682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDbwfM6OS3I/AAAAAAAAABk/S9rEGCoG_k8/s320/the+real+cedar+2005+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have just had two weeks away from work. A nice relaxing time,  I didn't even stress about getting things done.  I go back to work tonight and work most of the holiday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Less than two months away is our great escape to Cedar Campus. I am really looking froward to this wonderful time and place for retreat, socialising,  relaxation, and renewal.  We have many friends we look froward to seeing every year.&lt;br /&gt; This is a section away from the main camp known as Narnia.  When Christie and I watched Prince Caspian early this week we remarked that a couple scenes look just like this area. I t is a bit of a hike there and I have not gone in a while but perhaps I'll get inspired this year.&lt;br /&gt; There will bee more fitness activities at Cedar this year thanks to our dear friend Dave. Dave is a recent  running enthusiast after loosing over 100 pounds. He cites Mark as one of his weight loss inspirations. He has organized several races and walks for the camp.  See the Cedar campus race site @  &lt;a href="http://cc10k.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211561353_1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003399;"&gt;http://cc10k.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    I may walk the short race and/or volunteer.  but that is nearly two moths away.  Wish It were sooner.&lt;br /&gt; Shalom&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-3353963373493665521?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/3353963373493665521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=3353963373493665521' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3353963373493665521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/3353963373493665521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/05/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDbwfM6OS3I/AAAAAAAAABk/S9rEGCoG_k8/s72-c/the+real+cedar+2005+216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-6529686657094998087</id><published>2008-05-21T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:23.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine and Lillies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDQ5Pf5VwAI/AAAAAAAAABM/cz-Xn-MGLuA/s1600-h/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202846407942586370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDQ5Pf5VwAI/AAAAAAAAABM/cz-Xn-MGLuA/s320/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have been working in the yard/flower garden lately and longing  for light and warmth from the sun.  While outside walking in this cool gray morning,  a few minutes of sunshine was quite a tease.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  But the cool weather has helped prolong the beauty of the flowering trees, and even the tulips.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Con&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;sider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil or spin; but I tell you, not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these   Luke 12:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have one lilly in  blossom and half a dozen more growing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I love the many promises of spring!    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                             Shalom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                                   Carol                                    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-6529686657094998087?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/6529686657094998087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=6529686657094998087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6529686657094998087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/6529686657094998087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunshine-and-lillies.html' title='Sunshine and Lillies'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDQ5Pf5VwAI/AAAAAAAAABM/cz-Xn-MGLuA/s72-c/Sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4550189750086399701.post-4515183962734353352</id><published>2008-05-20T14:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:07:23.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDMUCP5Vv_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAdKKvI-8Qc/s1600-h/postings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202524023402381298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDMUCP5Vv_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAdKKvI-8Qc/s320/postings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two weeks later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A fun day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course we are very proud of Linda for her usual excellent academic achievement. now she and Steven are both in spring term classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4550189750086399701-4515183962734353352?l=bookwormrn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/feeds/4515183962734353352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4550189750086399701&amp;postID=4515183962734353352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4515183962734353352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4550189750086399701/posts/default/4515183962734353352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bookwormrn.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>BookwormRN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03945671959687924356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9RsjA6hJhVM/SDMUCP5Vv_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/oAdKKvI-8Qc/s72-c/postings.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
