<?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-14331380</id><updated>2012-01-24T12:12:55.274-05:00</updated><category term='SPF'/><category term='Random Photos'/><category term='Photo Friday'/><category term='Maintenance'/><title type='text'>A Thousand Words...</title><subtitle type='html'>Suggesting thousands of words, one picture at a time...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-8035404664183057948</id><published>2007-02-25T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:01:08.227-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Textured</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VXQmgfY5SY4/ReHt2G-zeII/AAAAAAAAAAM/Oc4dg4lTJ7g/s1600-h/Textured.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VXQmgfY5SY4/ReHt2G-zeII/AAAAAAAAAAM/Oc4dg4lTJ7g/s320/Textured.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035567372219676802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset at sea, traveling home from the Bahamas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-8035404664183057948?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/8035404664183057948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/8035404664183057948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2007/02/photo-friday-textured.html' title='Photo Friday: Textured'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VXQmgfY5SY4/ReHt2G-zeII/AAAAAAAAAAM/Oc4dg4lTJ7g/s72-c/Textured.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-116313009086912277</id><published>2006-11-10T00:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:17:40.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Voting</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Yes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you freaking bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/No.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/No.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think not.  I don't like being bossed around that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAYBE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Maybe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Maybe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there's probably enough alcohol in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you all know that my television has a wonky green color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-116313009086912277?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/116313009086912277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/116313009086912277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/11/spf-voting_10.html' title='SPF: Voting'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-115544548166381386</id><published>2006-08-13T01:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:17:54.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Four.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Four.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four very different girls, but all friends who are more like sisters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-115544548166381386?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/115544548166381386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/115544548166381386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/08/photo-friday-four.html' title='Photo Friday: Four'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-115525484217161560</id><published>2006-08-11T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:18:38.894-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: The Title Company</title><content type='html'>It's my first &lt;a href="http://randomandodd.com/?page_id=932"&gt;SPF&lt;/a&gt; in a very long time.  I keep meaning to play, but I always take two of the pictures and then forget to take the last.  Or I take them and forget to put them on my computer.  Or I come up with ideas of what to take, but never take them at all.  You get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hear we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song Title&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Dirty%20Deeds%20Done%20Dirt%20Cheap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Dirty%20Deeds%20Done%20Dirt%20Cheap.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt, watching Sydney while my brother and sister-in-law are away at the Cape consist of a lot of &lt;a href="http://www.sing365.com/music/Lyric.nsf/DIRTY-DEEDS-DONE-DIRT-CHEAP-lyrics-AC-DC/080CEE5337DEA1E74825686B000B1C96"&gt;"Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap."&lt;/a&gt;  (Sydney gnawing on my arm is the least of her sins!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Book Title&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Who%20Moved%20My%20Cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Who%20Moved%20My%20Cheese.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm puppysitting, I'm also housesitting.  And I've got to wonder...&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbninquiry.asp?z=y&amp;cds2Pid=3950&amp;isbn=0399144463"&gt;Who Moved My Cheese?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie Title&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/School%20Daze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/School%20Daze.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this picture on my camera from back in my &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096054/"&gt;School Daze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-115525484217161560?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/115525484217161560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/115525484217161560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/08/spf-title-company.html' title='SPF: The Title Company'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-114100287255685934</id><published>2006-02-26T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:18:49.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Bedside Manner</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm two days late with my SPF (more like SPS now, apparently), but better late than never.  So without further ado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Inside of Your Nightstand Drawer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Nightstand.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Nightstand.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have a nightstand drawer.  I really just use the reading table as a nightstand instead.  So there you have it.  A collection of...well...everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Good Book You've Read&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Good%20Book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Good%20Book.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read a lot of good books.  And sadly, I was hoping to show "The Idiot Girls' Action-Adventure Club," but I forgot I lent it to my aunt.  So this was my second choice book, but equally good in a completely different way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Favorite Lamp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Favorite%20Lamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Favorite%20Lamp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An odd choice, but I love the tarnished lamp that sits on the piano in my living room.  I can't explain it, but when I walked around my house looking for my favorite lamp, that was the one that I went "Huh, I never thought of it that way, but yeah...that would have to be it!"  Sadly, I get emotional and sentimental over lamps, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-114100287255685934?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/114100287255685934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/114100287255685934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/02/spf-bedside-manner.html' title='SPF: Bedside Manner'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113840663066006084</id><published>2006-01-27T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:19:03.833-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Shake It Off...</title><content type='html'>I was going to wait until later to do my SPF today, but I couldn't let &lt;a href="http://randomandodd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kristine&lt;/a&gt; down since she wants to get to 100 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Toys&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Toys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Toys.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have toys.  I mostly just have stuffed animals.  Here are the four that sit on my bed.  (I swear I'm five years old sometimes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Secret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Secret.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a secret.  How dumb do you think I am?  You think I'm honestly going to tell you what this super duper up close picture means?  No freakin' way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Eyes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/New%20Eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/New%20Eyes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually took a picture of my eyes a few days ago, but deleted it cause I got my eyebrows waxed yesterday.  And it's important for your eyes to look their best.  If only I had thought to put on some eye liner, eye shadow, and mascara before I took the picture, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113840663066006084?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113840663066006084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113840663066006084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/01/spf-shake-it-off.html' title='SPF: Shake It Off...'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113772696976200827</id><published>2006-01-20T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:19:18.062-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Wake Up!</title><content type='html'>You must all be so excited to see this!  This might be the most pathetic, boring, mundane group of photos ever taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Lotions&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Lotions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Lotions.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Towels&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Towels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Towels.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Toothbrush&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Toothbrush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Toothbrush.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113772696976200827?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113772696976200827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113772696976200827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/01/spf-wake-up.html' title='SPF: Wake Up!'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113772785108673248</id><published>2006-01-19T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:20:41.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance'/><title type='text'>The Girl's Got Skills...</title><content type='html'>So I'm tired of being such a lousy photographer.  Starting in the beginning of February, I'm going to start taking a photography course at a local community college.  If all goes well, I'll be taking the three other courses over the next year to get my "Photography Proficiency Certificate."  What will I do with this?  Probably nothing.  But hey, it's always nice to have something new to throw on your resume for when that perfect job comes around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113772785108673248?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113772785108673248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113772785108673248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/01/girls-got-skills.html' title='The Girl&apos;s Got Skills...'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113772726379216383</id><published>2006-01-19T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:20:52.848-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Success.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Success.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; what I call success!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113772726379216383?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113772726379216383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113772726379216383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2006/01/photo-friday-success.html' title='Photo Friday: Success'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113600978583962243</id><published>2005-12-31T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:21:23.938-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Best of 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Architecture2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Architecture2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came across this photo with the collection I took in Boston over the summer.  I absolutely adore this picture, contrasting the beautiful, old building with the new, modern skyscrapers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113600978583962243?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113600978583962243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113600978583962243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/12/photo-friday-best-of-2005.html' title='Photo Friday: Best of 2005'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113600915838338351</id><published>2005-12-30T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:21:40.585-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Watching The Ball Drop</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your New Years Resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Resolution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Resolution.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever make resolutions.  But I had to come up with one in order to play the game, so I did.  Read more.  Something I should easily be able to do, and I'll enjoy it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Favorite Picture from 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Favorite%20Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Favorite%20Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't decide which picture was my favorite.  Most of my pictures aren't very "pretty," per se, but they're pictures of my friends and family.  (Wow, does that sound like an insult?  I swear, I didn't mean it that way.)  But I think this picture of my brother's new puppy Sydney is just adorable.  Totally among my favorites for the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something you'll be glad to leave behind in '05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Out%20with%20the%20Old.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Out%20with%20the%20Old.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that mess?  That's the front left hand corner of my bedroom when you walk in the door.  And I will be glad when I'm finally rid of it.  Let's hope 2006 is the year that it finally goes away.  (I'm not sure how lucky I'll be though, cause that mess has been there and grown in size since 2002!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113600915838338351?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113600915838338351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113600915838338351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/12/spf-watching-ball-drop.html' title='SPF: Watching The Ball Drop'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113159280947254794</id><published>2005-11-11T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:21:50.455-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Show Me the Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The last thing you bought for yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure which came first, so I'm showing you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Blue%20Guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Blue%20Guitar.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my most random recent purchase.  (The blue guitar, not the piano.  We've had the piano as long as I can remember!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Stilettos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Stilettos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my black and bronze stilettos are making an appearance for the second week in a row, as my most guilty pleasure recent purchase.  (Although, I'm thinking about returning the bronze ones since I haven't worn them yet, and I just saw them on sale in the same store for about $35 less than what I paid for them.  So you know, a quick return, and then purchase them again for a cheaper price.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm so good to myself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The last thing someone bought for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I couldn't think of anything.  And then I had mixed feelings that I was selfish and ungrateful, because honestly, I knew people had bought me things.  And then it hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Brown%20Sweater.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Brown%20Sweater.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So new, the tags are still on it.  I asked my mom if she had any brown sweaters about a week ago, and over the weekend, she came home with brown shirts for me.  I'm so excited cause if I dress them up right, I can wear my bronze stilettos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your wallet&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Wallet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Wallet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I debated showing the contents of my wallet, too, but I thought that might be a little overdoing it.  Sorry, all you get is the silver Nine West bar on black leather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113159280947254794?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113159280947254794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113159280947254794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/spf-show-me-money.html' title='SPF: Show Me the Money'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113107971248508972</id><published>2005-11-04T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:21:12.806-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: Down There?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your Door Mat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Doormat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Doormat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just tell you that until I saw that this was on the list for SPF, I didn't even know if we had a doormat?  I mean, I assumed we did.  But I really had no clue!  (And I guess it was dumb to ask that since I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; share!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Rug/s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2572/1357/1600/Rug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2572/1357/320/Rug.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What rugs?  My carpets are my greatest storage place.  A place for dogbeds, discarded stilettos, piles and piles of papers and notebooks, and a ton of other crap.  (And now that I've put this out there for anyone to see, I think maybe I should start cleaning my room!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Favorite Socks&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2572/1357/1600/Favorite%20Socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2572/1357/320/Favorite%20Socks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly, my favorite socks are no socks at all.  Maybe I should've gotten a pedicure before hastily taking this picture.  (Those are some classy looking pajama pants I'm sporting, too, huh?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113107971248508972?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113107971248508972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113107971248508972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/spf-down-there.html' title='SPF: Down There?'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113107471059059227</id><published>2005-11-02T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:16:34.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Delicate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/CarlyandGrandpa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/CarlyandGrandpa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Carly in her grandpa's arms.  She was just over two months old when this picture was taken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113107471059059227?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113107471059059227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113107471059059227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/photo-friday-delicate.html' title='Photo Friday: Delicate'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-113107891463316507</id><published>2005-11-01T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:16:02.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maintenance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>Whoops!</title><content type='html'>It occurs to me that I think I've missed the last two Stuff Portrait Fridays (SPF)!  I'll try my best to get one in this week!  Promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-113107891463316507?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113107891463316507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/113107891463316507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/11/whoops.html' title='Whoops!'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-112977863716884274</id><published>2005-10-20T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:15:47.028-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Conspicuous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/AlligatorBaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/AlligatorBaby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this picture.  This was part of an "Art in the Park" exhibit that was across the street from my apartment in Brooklyn about a year and a half ago.  The theme had to do with fun and games, but that alligator is mighty conspicuous, sitting in the middle of the sidewalk.  There are no fun and games for the baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-112977863716884274?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112977863716884274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112977863716884274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/10/photo-friday-conspicuous.html' title='Photo Friday: Conspicuous'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-112977808803534180</id><published>2005-10-19T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:15:33.520-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>Repost</title><content type='html'>I'm reposting this from &lt;a href="http://randomandodd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Random &amp; Odd&lt;/a&gt; so anyone else can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/SPF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/SPF2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday October 21, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A tacky vacation picture&lt;br /&gt;2. Something your kid (or pet) made&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hairbrush/s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, my pictures will be delayed this week.  Why?  Cause I'm taking my three-day weekend vacation from this Friday to Sunday, and well, I can't take a tacky vacation picture if I'm not actually on vacation, now can I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-112977808803534180?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112977808803534180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112977808803534180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/10/repost.html' title='Repost'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-112924958827565724</id><published>2005-10-14T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:15:01.881-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SPF'/><title type='text'>SPF: That's How I See It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/SPF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/SPF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying this out for the first time. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/stuffportraitfriday"&gt;Stuff Portrait Fridays&lt;/a&gt;, courtesy of &lt;a href="http://randomandodd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Random &amp; Odd&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the theme, so let's play the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Best Picture You Have Ever Taken of Something/Someone:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/BWSnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/BWSnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last winter, I was trying to collect pictures of things from my boyfriend's life. His condo was so bare, with hardly any decorations, and most were random things his mother picked up. So I wanted to give him something a little artsy, but mostly meaningful. This picture is of his front walkway in the snow. The walkway to the first home he owned by himself. Unfortunately this isn't the original picture (as the original was from better digital quality), but this is the only thing I have of it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Best Picture of Yourself &amp; Why You Think It Is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best picture of myself was taken when I was three years old, and I think it is because it looks identical to a picture of my mother when she was three or four years old. My mom and I don't look very much alike, so it's nice to see when we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, since I don't have a scanner, I'll have to show you something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/DrunkSara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/DrunkSara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture for a variety of reasons. First of all it's completely real, but dare I say, ever so slightly trashy (Keystone Light? Honestly?). But at the same time, it was such a fun 80's party, with crimped hair and a jean skirt, so dancing on the coffee table was totally fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Favorite Picture That Someone Else Took/Painted/Doodled:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost always the one behind the camera.  I searched and searched my friends webshots, Yahoo! Photos and so on, and I finally decided that this is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Cancun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Cancun.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems a little cliche...you know, the perfect postcard kind of picture.  But all I can say is that I wish I was in Cancun when this picture was taken by Col, cause I love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-112924958827565724?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112924958827565724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112924958827565724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/10/spf-thats-how-i-see-it.html' title='SPF: That&apos;s How I See It'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-112683226179449486</id><published>2005-09-15T20:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:14:08.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Friday'/><title type='text'>Photo Friday: Massive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/1600/Building3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4717/368/320/Building3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you angle the camera just right, pictures of small skyscrapers (by comparison to some) can look extremely huge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-112683226179449486?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112683226179449486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112683226179449486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/09/photo-friday-massive.html' title='Photo Friday: Massive'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14331380.post-112112295812705820</id><published>2005-07-11T18:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T15:14:49.582-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Photos'/><title type='text'>Playing in the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v77/SaraDarling1128/Flower2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v77/SaraDarling1128/Flower4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life, I've associated my mother with beautiful flowers. We had the most elaborate gardens while I was growing up (at least six in one small yard that I can count at the moment), filled with the most colorful plants you could imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we had to move a few years ago, I know how devastating it was for my mother to leave her gardens behind. She dug up all the flowers she could to pot for the new condo. She seemed so unhappy since she didn't even know if she'd be able to garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But almost three years later, she's got at least three gardens (one in the backyard, one in the front, and one on the deck) and she's even made gardening friends with some of the neighbors.  They all try to keep our condo complex looking as lovely as they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the beauty right in my own backyard, I couldn't help but share just a few flowers with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14331380-112112295812705820?l=mwords.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112112295812705820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14331380/posts/default/112112295812705820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mwords.blogspot.com/2005/07/playing-in-garden.html' title='Playing in the Garden'/><author><name>S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Go8M-XJLBsQ/Tx7mKnZXfAI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EGOD5oSoRrQ/s220/Colbert%2BReport%2BPicture.png'/></author></entry></feed>
